Piano Part - Sorry her lot, Gilbert And Sullivan, F minor, ♩=70

[@NataliaSettipani]

Sorry her lot who loves too well, Heavy the heart that hopes but vainly, Sad are the sighs that own the spell, Uttered by eyes that speak too plainly; Heavy the sorrow that bows the head When love is alive and hope is dead! Sad is the hour when sets the sun - Dark is the night to earth’s poor daughters, When to the ark the wearied one Flies from the empty waste of waters! Heavy the sorrow that bows the head When love is alive and hope is dead!

[@broadway-is-the-best]

nice piano playing :D