Мечислав Вайнберг, The Idiot

I. Prelude

I. "Well? Cold?"

I. "I can't live without her, I can't"

I. "Is it you, Ganya?"

I. "Will seventy thousand be enough?"

I. "Do you like her, Prince?"

I. "I remember... I was taken away from Russia"

I. "You devils! You money-monger!"

I. "As I saw your faces, my heart became lighter"

I. "Just one word and I'm saved!"

II. "The Truth! The Truth!"

II. "Nastassya Filippovna"

II. "Hello, Ganka!"

II. "Prince, I played it badly, would you forgive me!"

II. "My soul is on fire"

II. "The Prince is the first person in my entire life that I believed in!"

II. "Am I a princess now?"

II. "Why are you crying?"

II. "I am ready, my queen!"

III. "Rumors, rumors!"

III. "Parfyon, perhaps I came at a bad time?"

III. "Knife grinder, knife grinder!"

III. "I feel so guilty!"

III. "How is the Prince?"

III. "Why do you stand on the tips of your toes?"

III. "They come... They come..."

III. "Oh my God! How do I feel!"

III. "Come together!"

III. "I will be waiting for you in the park at seven o'clock in the morning"

III. "I have to change my life"

III. "Oh, my God! Why is this happening?"

IV. "I don't understand anything!"

IV. "They write... They write..."

IV. "There is no one home, except the four of us"

IV. "Just look at this young lady!"

IV. "Ah, my prize, my prize"

IV. "Nowhere to go... have nowhere to go"

IV. "Enter"

IV. "Now what, Parfyon?"