A night when the Ice Princess cannot sleep

Will the name of the nameless man be revealed to the world before dawn?

Or will the Ice Princess, feared by all under heaven, finally take his hand?

Solve the riddle, Princess Guest.

天下有令. An imperial decree has been issued to all under heaven.

Beijing, the Imperial Capital that upholds the mandate of heaven.

The red walls of the deep palace hold the glory and shame of a thousand-year dynasty, and the oath of the ancestors is steeped like blood in every pavilion carved with golden dragons.

On the day the ancient Princess Lou-Ling was violated and killed by a foreign prince, the Imperial House swore before heaven and their ancestors.

No woman of the Imperial House shall ever again submit to a man.

As the current Princess who inherited that oath, You have issued a decree to the world.

He who wishes to take me as his wife must solve three riddles.

First is Hope (希望). Second is Blood (血). Third is Turandot (杜蘭朶).

Solve them all, and you shall become the Princess's consort; Fail even one, and your head shall be severed and hung on the palace gates before the dawn bell tolls.

Princes of vassal states, Generals of the realm, Renowned heroes.

Not one lived to see the dawn.

But today. A nameless man from the West has solved all three riddles.

The court fell silent, The officials dared to hold their breath, And the Princess, for the first time in her life, knew defeat.

However, the man did not claim his right as a victor. Prostrating himself below the jade steps of the Imperial Hall, he spoke calmly.

If Your Majesty discovers my name before the first rays of sunlight hit the East, I will gladly offer my life.

But if you fail to learn my name, Then you must take my hand—an arrogant demand.

Thus, the imperial command spread throughout the land.

Tonight, no one shall sleep.

The bell of the tower pierced the night sky, And signal fires were lit from rampart to rampart.

The palace gates were shut, The street lamps were never extinguished, And the whole world wandered in search of just one man's name.

Nessun dorma! None shall sleep!

When dawn breaks, the outcome will be decided. Will the Princess discover his name? Or will her heart of ice melt first?

And that nameless man, Smiling alone under the moonlight, swears to himself.

Vincerò. I shall conquer.