Cara, lontano ancora Ascanio in Alba W. A. Mozart Christian G. Borrelli, contratenor Maximino Zumalave, director Real Filharmonía de Galicia

Christian Borrelli, countertenor Rafael Sánchez-Araña, conductor Orquesta Sinfónica de Las Palmas

Ahimè, dove trascorsi… Che farò senza Euridice Christian Gil Borrelli, countertenor Maximino Zumalave, conductor Real Filharmonía de Galicia Orchestra Auditorio de Galicia (Santiago de Compostela)

Christian Borrelli, countertenor Adrian Barstad Andresen, trumpet Moritz Klatt, piano Jazz International Institute Universität der Künste Berlin

Christian Borrelli, contratenor Jove Orquestra Nacional de Catalunya (JONC) Manel Valdivieso, director L’Atlantida (Vic, BARCELONA).

Christian G. Borrelli, countertenor Loida Díaz, violin Rebeca Maseda, violin Virginia González, viola Ángel Luis Quintana, cello

Christian Borrelli, countertenor Cristina Presmanes, piano Santander (August, 2020)

Cando vos oyo tocar - Cuatro canciones sobre textos gallegos (Antón García Abril). Letra: Rosalía de Castro (Cantares gallegos). Christian Borrelli, contratenor Rosalía López Sánchez, piano Cando vos oyo tocar, Campaniñas, campaniñas Sin querer torno a chorar. Cando de lonxe vos oyo Penso que por min chamades E nas entrañas me doyo. Dóyome de dor ferida Qu’ antes tiña vida enteira E hoxe teño media vida Solo media vida me deixaron Os que d’aló me trouxeron, Os que d’aló me roubaron Non me roubarán, traidores ¡Ay! uns amores toliños ¡Ay! uns toliños amores Qu’os amores xa fuxiron As soidades viñeron... De pena me consumiron. ---- english translation --- When I hear you chime, Little bells, little bells, Against my will I break in tears. When, from afar, I hear you I think that for me you call And in my guts I pain myself. I pain myself of hurt pain as before I had life complete And today I have half-life. Only half-life left me Those who from there brought me, Those who from there stole me. They haven’t stolen me, betrayers, ¡Ah! Some loves a little bit crazy, ¡Ah! Some little crazy loves… As loves have already run away, The solitudes came… In sadness they consumed me.