"You kept your promise ... 
The duel took place. 
The Baron was wounded, 
But is getting better ... 
Alfredo is abroad. 
I have told him of your sacrifice. 
He is coming back to ask your pardon … 
I shall come too. 
Take care of yourself ... 
You deserve a better future. 
Georges Germont .” 

 
It's too late! 
I wait and wait, but they never come! 
How changed I am! 
But the Doctor still urges me to hope! 
With such a disease all hope is dead! 

Farewell, happy dreams of the past, 
The rosiness in my cheeks has already faded; 
I miss Alfredo’s love 
to comfort and uphold my weary soul. 
Ah, smile at the desire of a forsaken woman, 
To her, grant forgiveness; welcome her, oh God. 
All is finished. 
Joys, sorrows soon will end, 
the tomb is the end for all mortals! 
My grave will have no tear, no flower, 
no cross with my name will cover these bones! 
Ah, smile at the desire of a forsaken woman, 
To her, grant forgiveness; welcome her, oh God. 
All is finished.