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| There, there, daughter. Weep on my shoulder. |
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| Father, you are a consoling angel. |
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| Just do this one thing, then we can leave this place. Vengeance is my desire, your punishment is at hand. The jester knows how to strike you like a bolt from God. |
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| Oh father, I see savage in your eyes. |
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| Forgive him, God. He betrayed me, but I love him. "Si Vedetta" from Rigoletto by Verdi |
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