Henry Purcell - King Arthur Act III: What power art thou? | Текст песни

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• King Arthur Act III: What power art thou?

What power art thou, who from below
Hast made me rise unwillingly and slow
From beds of everlasting snow?
See'st thou not how stiff and wondrous old,
Far unfit to bear the bitter cold,
I can scarcely move or draw my breath?
Let me, let me freeze again to death.

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