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| Tosca |
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I 've lived for art; I've lived for
love.
I've never harmed another living soul.
In secret, I have aided many unfortunates.
Always with sincere faith,
I've prayed at the holy shrines.
I have placed flowers on the altar.
Why, Lord, in my hour of need
have you repaid me so?
I have given jewels for the Madonna's mantle
and offered my singing to the starry heavens
so that they might smile more brightly.
Why, in my hour of need, O Lord
have you repaid me this way? |
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