Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Prologue - Picture 1
Well, what are you waiting for?
For whom dost thou forsake us?
People of the Orthodox faith
Glory to thee, our Lord
Modest Petrovich Mussorgsky: Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Prologue - Picture 2
Long live Tsar Boris Feodorovich
My soul is sad
Glory! Glory! Glory!
Modest Petrovich Mussorgsky: Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Act 1 - Picture 1
Just one more final tale
Lord, our Heavenly father-That same dream again
You have gone on writing
Holy father, for a long time
It is the bell for matins
Modest Petrovich Mussorgsky: Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Act 1 - Picture 2
I caught a grey drake
It all happened in the town of Kazan
Why don't you join in the singing?
There he goes-What sort of people are you?
I can read
Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Act 2
Where are you, my dear husband?
Ah! That's enough now
So the gnat was chopping some firewood
Ah, nurse, nanny
Ah!-What? Has a wild beast...
I have achieved supreme power
How heavily weights the right hand of the fearful judge
Ah, shoo!
Our little parrot was sitting
My son, my own dear child!
Ah, the most illustrious orator
Take measures immediatly
At the cathedral in Uglich
Modest Petrovich Mussorgsky: Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Act 3 - Picture 1
On the azure Vistula
Enough!
Modest Petrovich Mussorgsky: Boris Godounov / Act 3
Ruzya, I do not need you today-How tediously...
Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Act 3 - Picture 1
Ah! It's you, my father!
Captivate the Pretender with your beauty!
Your eyes have started to sparkle with a hellish flame
Modest Petrovich Mussorgsky: Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Act 3 - Picture 2
At midnight...in the garden...near the fountain
Tsarevich!
A humble, sinful pilgrim
Tsarevich, conceal yourself!
That crafty Jesuit
The wife of that toothless debauchee
It is she! Marina!
But it is not for amorous conversations
You alone, Marina I worship
Leaders from all corners of Russia
O, Tsarevich, I beg you, do nor curse me
Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Act 4 - Picture 1
Boyars of noble rank
What? Let us vote, boyars
It's a pity that Prince Shuisky isn't here
Get away...get away!
A humble monk
Once, in a deep sleep
Leave us! All of you, go!
O Lord! Look down
Boris Godounov - Moussorgsky after Pushkin and Karamazin/Version 1872 - Act 4 - Picture 2
Over here! Sit him down on the stump!
Trrr, trrr, tin hat!-The moon is on its travels
The sun and the moon have faded
Hurrah! Daring boldness has broken free
Domine, salvum fac Regem
Glory to you, tsarevitch!
We, Dimitri Ivanovich
Flow, flow bitter tears!
