Petersburg romantic lights
Ivanhoe and Norman knights
Rossini’s la-la lends delight
Two poor lovers . . . enter a third
Confess each other’s sorrowed souls
The loneliness of life
Illusions and dreams
Tears and despair
Grandmother pin those skirts so tight
Le notti bianche
‘57 was the year
Marcello danced up in the air
A moment of bliss
. . . for all of this
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