La Partenza
Parting
Metastasio
Now the moment of pain is here:
Nice, my Nice, so fare you well.
How, my love, how may I dwell
So far away from you, my dear?
I will live in constant pain,
Joy eluding me for ever,
And you, who knows, may never,
Ever think of me again.
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