Omar Khayyam: Part I: Prelude

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Wake! For the Sun, who scattered into flight (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Before the phantom of false morning died (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: And as the cock crew, those who stood before (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Now the new year reviving old desires (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Iram indeed is gone with all his rose (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Whether at Naishapur or Babylon (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Each morn a thousand roses brings, you say (Beloved)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: With me along the strip of herbage strown (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Some for the glories of this world; and some (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Look to the blowing Rose about us - \"Lo\" (Beloved)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Think, in this battered caravanserai (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: I sometimes think that never blows so red (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Ah, my Beloved, fill the cup that clears (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Ah, make the most of what we yet may spend (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Alike for those who for To-day prepare (Beloved)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Myself when young did eagerly frequent (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: What, without asking, hither hurried Whence? (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Up from earth\'s centre through the seventh gate (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Earth could not answer; nor the seas that mourn (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Then of the Thee in Me wo works behind (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Then to the lip of this poor earthern urn (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: I think the vessel, that with fugitive (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: As then the tulip for her morning sup (Beloved)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: So when that Angel of darker drink (Beloved)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Tis but a tent where takes his one day\'s rest (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: When you and I behind the veil are past (Beloved, Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Interlude: The Desert

Omar Khayyam: Part I: The Caravan

Omar Khayyam: Part I: A moment\'s halt - a momentary taste (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Would you that spangle of Existence spend (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: A moment guessed - then back behind the fold (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Waste not your hour, nor in the vain pursuit - (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part I: Better be jocund with the fruitful grape (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: You know, my Friends, with what a brave carouse (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: Ah, but my computations, people say (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: and \'twas - the Grape! (Philosopher, Chorus) - The Grape that can with logic

Omar Khayyam: Part II: The mighty Mahmud, Allah-breathing Lord (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: Why, be this Juice the growth of God, who dare (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: I must abjure the Balm of Life, I must (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: Oh threats of Hell and hopes of Paradise! (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: The Revelations of devout and learn\'d (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: We are no other that a moving row (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: The Moving finger writes; and, having writ (Beloved)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: And that inverted bowl we call the sky (Beloved, Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: With Earth\'s first clay they did the last man knead (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: I tell you this - when, started from the goal (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: What! Out of senseless Nothing to provoke (Beloved, Poet, Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part II: Oh Thou, who didst with pitfall and with gin (Chorus, Beloved, Poet, Philosop

Omar Khayyam: Part II: Oh Thou, who Man of baser earth didst make (Chorus, Beloved, Poet, Philosophe

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Introduction: The Fast of Ramazan

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Worshippers in the Mosque

Omar Khayyam: Part III: As under cover of departing day (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Shapes of all sorts and sizes, great and small (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Said one among them - Surely not in vain (First Pot)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: So while the vessels one by one were speaking (Chorus)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Ah, with the grape my fading life provide (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Indeed the idol I have loved so long (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: And much as wine has play\'d the infidel (Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Yet ah, that Spring should vanish with the rose! (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Would but the desert of the fountain yield (Poet)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: Yon rising moon that looks for us again (Chorus, Beloved, Poet, Philosopher)

Omar Khayyam: Part III: And when like her, oh Saki, you shall pass (Chorus, Beloved, Poet, Philosoph