Calbo’s Aria CALBO Do not fear: that heart was never capable of a base emotion, nor could it ever buy its... my heart’. Recitative after Calbo’s Aria Anna hurriedly descends into the vault. ANNA Father… ERISSO That...
to love the new look. What started as a necessity to fix his hair had become his signature... his heart as if it might leap out of his chest. “The air horn… really? You got me good...
