Dido’s Lament – Purcell

Darüber gestolpert und plötzlich still geworden …

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, am laid in earth, May my wrongs create
No trouble, no trouble in thy breast;
Remember me, remember me, but ah! forget my fate.
Remember me, but ah! forget my fate.

Dido’s Lament (Textquelle, Infos)

 

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