Translation: It is expedient for you that I go away, BWV 108.
Translation: That tristarel love.
Translation: Love that you clasp. Gastoldi, John James.
Translation: Who amors velt well. That long. Which Lonc vaudroit.
Translation: That tristarel of love.
Translation: Do you think that my love. Aria of Artaxerxes.
Translation: Love give me that handkerchief.
Translation: Air. Remember well that I swore my love.
Translation: If you fear that love.