Jenkins: Palladio: I. Allegretto
Karl Jenkins, Carmine Lauri, David Alberman, And London Symphony Orchestra
3:47Cunegonde, Cunegonde Cunegonde, is it true? Is it you, so still and cold, love? Could our young joys just begun Not outlast the dying sun? When such brightness dies so soon Can the heart find strength to bear it? Shall I ever be consoled, love? No, I swear it by the light of this lover's moon Though I must see tomorrow's dawn My heart is gone where you are gone Shall I ever be consoled, love? No, I swear it by the light of this lover's moon Goodbye, my love, my love, goodbye Goodbye, my love, my love, goodbye Cunegonde, Cunegonde