Prince Igor - Principal Arias and Numbers

Principal Arias and Numbers

Overture

Prologue

Chorus: "Glory to the beautiful Sun", «Солнцу красному слава!» (People of Putivl)
Chorus: "Glory to the multitude of stars", «Частым звёздочкам слава!» (People of Putivl)

Act 1

Song: "If only I had the honor", «Только б мне дождаться чести» (Galitsky)
Arioso: "A long time has passed", «Немало времени прошло с тех пор» (Yaroslavna)

Act 2

Dance: "Dance of the Polovtsian Maidens", «Пляска половецких девушек» (Orchestra)
Cavatina: "The light of day fades", «Меркнет свет дневной» (Konchakovna)
Cavatina: "Slowly the day died away", «Медленно день угасал» (Vladimir)
Duet: "Is that you, my Vladimir?", «Ты ли, Владимир мой?» (Konchakovna, Vladimir)
Aria: "No sleep, no rest for my tormented soul", «Ни сна, ни отдыха измученной душе» (Igor)
Aria: "Are you well, Prince?", «Здоров ли, князь?» (Konchak)
Polovtsian Dances: "Fly away on the wings of the wind", «Улетай на крыльях ветра» (Slaves, Konchak)

Act 3

March: "Polovtsian March", «Половецкий марш» (Orchestra)

Act 4

Aria: "Oh, I weep", «Ах, плачу я» (Yaroslavna)
Chorus: "God heard our prayers", «Знать, господь мольбы услышал» (People of Putivl)

Both the Overture to Prince Igor and the "Polovtsian Dances" (from Act II) are well-known concert standards. Together with the "Polovtsian March", they form the so-called "suite" from the opera.

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