It's hard to forget her face, I find...
Myself thinking into a daze, but just in case,
I'll get back up and state my lines, like looking at the jungle through the vines,
She sells me short and cuts me down, my mouth is always in a frown,
I feel like pretty soon I'm gonna drown, as I wear my crown...
The King of sadness is in town.
mardi 29 mars 2011
A. Caldara: O mi rendi in bel ch'io spero (Scipione nelle Spagne)
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