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The fatal hour comes on apace, Z. 421

Helen Charlston & Sounds Baroque

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Créditos

INTERPRETAÇÃO

Helen Charlston

Helen Charlston

Meio-soprano

Sounds Baroque

Conjunto

William Carter

Teorba

COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA

Henry Purcell

Composição

PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA

Antoni Grzymała

Antoni Grzymała

Engenharia (gravação)

Robert Suff

Produção executiva

Fabian Frank

Engenharia (masterização imersiva)

Letra

The fatal hour comes on apace

The fatal hour comes on apace,

Which I had rather die than see,

For when fate calls you from this place,

You go to certain misery.

The thought does stab me to the heart,

And gives me pangs no word can speak,

It wracks me in each vital part,

Sure when you go, my heart will break.

Since I for you so much endure,

May I not hope you will believe,

’Tis you alone these wounds can cure,

Which are the fountains of my grief.

Anon.

Written by: Henry Purcell

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