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Ferruccio Furlanetto as Filippo II in Don Carlo. Herbert Von Karajan, Salzburger Osterfestspiele 1986. “I basically jumped in without any rehearsal in a production that is still available because there are videos,“ he said [Ferruccio Furlanetto], enunciating slowly in his sonorous, dark-toned speaking voice. “The day after, everybody in the world knew who I was and that I had been chosen by Karajan. Immediately, Vienna came calling. Then I was performing all over the world.“ Interview by Chris Pasles, Times Staff Writer FILIPPO: She never loved me! No, her heart is closed to me, she feels no love for me! I can still see her, sad-faced, gazing at my white hair the day she came from France. No, she has no love for me, she does not love me! Where am I? Those candelabra are almost spent! Dawn whites my balcony, day is already breaking! I see my days passing slowly! Sleep, oh God, has wanished from my drooping eyelids. I shall sleep alone in my royal mantle when I attain the evening of my days, I shall sleep alone beneath the black vault, there, in my tomb in the Escurial. If the royal crown could but give me the power to read human hearts which God alone can see! Ah, if the royal crown, etc. If the Prince sleeps, the traitors watches; the King loses his crown, the husband his honour! I shall sleep alone in my royal mantle, etc. Ah, if the royal crown, etc. She never loved me! No, her heart is closed to me, she does not love me!
