Oh great honking mountains of technicolor joy! Today I bought a book of music for Dear Daughter. The volume is junior-level classics, with a heavy dose of carefully arranged selections from opera. What should I find in its pages but this? Only the famed chorus from my MOST FAVORITE OPERA EVER.
Even with these stupid, idiotic long fingernails (which are disappearing the day after the wedding, quite possibly even immediately after the reception) I've been playing this lovely music this afternoon. A little bit of heaven in 4/4 time...
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