Com Jessye Norman

quarta-feira, novembro 09, 2005

DIDO'S LAMENT (WHEN I AM LAID)
(H. Purcell)


Thy hand, Belinda, darkness shades me.
On thy bosom let me rest.
More I would, but death invades me.
Death is now a welcome guest...

When I am laid in earth, may my wrongs create
No trouble in thy breast.
Remember me... remember me!
But ah! forget my fate.