I Puritani - Or dove fuggo io mai... Ah! Per sempre - Bellini

During the English Civil War, Sir Richard Forth leads a company of roundheads. But what occupies his heart and mind is not war or faith or politics - the woman he loves is in love with a floppy-haired cavalier. Translation: Now, where can I flee? Where can I hide my great suffering? How do those songs resound in my soul As bitter weeping? Oh Elvira, Elvira, Oh my sweet hope, Forever I have lost you! Now what can remain for me? Ah, forever I have lost you, Flower of love, oh, my hope. Ah, what little life is left to me Will be full of sorrow! When I wandered for years and years, To the whims of fate, I defied misfortune and struggle In hope of your love! Recorded with Oli Cuttriss and Tim Macklin, St Barnabas Ealing, 24th August, 2025