Peter Iljitsch Tschaikowsky (1840-1893) - Pique Dame

1 Introduction
2 Burn, burn brightly, not to let it die out! (1. Akt)
3 What was the end of yesterday's game?
4 I have not learnt her name
5 If things are thus, you'd better make haste
6 Now thank heaven
7 Are you certain she ignores your love? - I wish you all good luck
8 O, day of bliss - You have not told her name
9 I shudder
10 A wicked creature this old countess!
11 It chanced in Versailles
12 Se non e vero
13 Already shades of night - Cloud edges have grown dim
14 How well your voices blend
15 Dear friends
16 Now, my darling Mary, come dance and play
17 Mesdemoiselles, what means this dreadful noise?
18 This time you all went home - Do not shut the door
19 O, burning tears, why must ye flow? - O, hear me, night, to thee I may unfold the secret of my soul
20 Wait but one moment
21 Forgive me, bright celestial vision, that I have spoilt thy peace of mind
22 Lisa, open, quick!
23 When a third man impell'd by despair from thy bosom the secret shall tear
24 O, pity me!
1 Happy and bent on enjoyment, friends, we have met here this evening (2. Akt)
2 Our noble host invites you all to come this way
3 You are so sad, darling
4 I love you beyond all reck'ning
5 After the performance wait for me in the room
6 Beside this peaceful streamlet, beneath these shady trees
7 Dance fo shepherds and shepherdesses
8 My sweet friend, my amiable shepherd
9 How sweet and beautiful you are
10 A third man impell'd by his love
11 Ah, yes, 'tis all she told me
12 Steps! Now someone comes!
13 Ah, how stale the world has grown
14 Je crains de lui parler la nuit
15 Do not fear I implore you be not frightened
16 She is dead! It has come true! The secret now has perished!
1 I do not believe you meant to kill the Countess (3. Akt)
2 Terrors seize me!
3 Against my will I appear
4 Twill soon be midnight now, and Herman not here
5 Ah, I'm worn mith my sorrow
6 What if the clock strike midnight, thus answering me
7 Then all is true, with a murderer my life is linked for evermore
8 No sorrow can harm me, for now thou art with me again
9 Now, sweetheart, we must not linger, the moments fly
10 Pass the wine and let's be merry
11 My gain! I pass paroli
12 If only girls with wings were fitted, if o'er hill and dale they flitted
13 Let it rain, let it sleet, round the tables we'll meet, daily
14 Now, gentlemen, to work, to the cards!
15 What is our life? A game!
16 You'll stake once more?
17 Prince! Prince, forgive me!
18 Forgive him, Lord!