Henry Purcell - Dido and Aeneas/ Our next motion | Текст песни

• Тексты песен
• Henry Purcell
• Dido and Aeneas/ Our next motion

SORCERESS
Our next Motion
Must be to storme her Lover on the Ocean!
From the ruin of others our pleasures we borrow,
Elissa bleeds tonight, and Carthage flames tomorrow.

CHORUS
Destruction's our delight
Delight our greatest sorrow!
Elissa dies tonight and Carthage flames tomorrow.
[Jack of the the Lanthorn leads the Spaniards out of
their way among the Enchantresses.]