Phillippe Jaroussky in Scherza Infida Ariodante de Haendel

(Classical mussiC) (Classical mussiC) I still living And thus unarmed, alas What shall I do What do you say, my sorrows Laugh, faithless woman, in your lover s arms. By your fault I find myself Betrayed, approaching death. But I shall return, a sad shade And naked spirit to torment you And to break this base liaison.