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Hesperion XXI. Montserrat Figueras. Jordi Savall - Monteverdi - Lamento della Ninfa | Текст песни

The text (written by Ottavio Rinuccini) of the lament (with an english translation) is:

Non havea Febo ancora
Recato al mondo il dí,
Ch’una donzella fuora
Del proprio albergo uscí.
Sul pallidetto volto
Scorgeasi il suo dolor,
Spesso gli venia sciolto
Un gran sospir dal cor.
Sí calpestando fiori
Errava hor qua, hor là,
I suoi perduti amori
Cosí piangendo va.
Phoebus had not yet brought
The day to the world,
When a maiden so angry
Came out of her house.
On her pale face
Her pain could be read,
And every so often
A heavy sigh came from her
heart.
Stepping on flowers,
She wandered from here to there,
Bewailing her lost love
With these words.
Amor
(Dicea)
Amor
(il ciel mirando,
il piè fermo,)
Amor
Dove, dov’è la fè
Ch’el traditor giurò?
(Miserella)
Fa che ritorni il mio
Amor com’ei pur fu,
O tu m’ancidi, ch’io
Non mi tormenti più.
(Miserella, ah più, no,
Tanto gel soffrir non può.)
Non vo’ più ch’ei sospiri
se lontan da me,
No, no che i martiri
Più non dirammi affè.
(Ah miserella, ah più, no, no)
Perché di lui mi struggo,

Tutt’orgoglioso sta,
Che sí, che sí se’l fuggo
Ancor mi pregherà?
(Miserella, ah più, no,
Tanto gel soffrir non può.)

Se ciglio ha più sereno
Colei, che’l mio non è,
Già non rinchiude in seno
Amor sí bella fè.
(Miserella, ah più, no,
Tanto gel soffrir non può.)
Ne mai sí dolci baci
Da quella bocca havrai,
Ne più soavi, ah taci,
Taci, che troppo il sai.
(Miserella)

Eng. translation:

Love
(She said)
Love
(gazing at the sky,
Standing still)
Love
Where is the troth
that the traitor vowed?
(Unhappy one)
Make him return to my
Love, as he once was,
Or else kill me, so I
Can no longer torment myself.
(The poor girl, ah no more, no,
can she suffer so much ice.)
I no longer want him to breathe,
unless far from me
so that he can no longer say the
things that torture me
(Ah, the poor girl, ah no more, no,
no)

Because I destroy myself for him,
so full of pride as he is;
but if I flee from him,
again he entraits me.
(The poor girl, ah no more, no, can
she suffer so much ice)

A more serene eybrow
has she than mine,
but love has not planted in his
breast so fair a faith.
(The poor girl, ah no more, no, can
she suffer so much ice)
Not ever such sweet kisses
will he have from that mouth,
not softer, a quiet,
quiet, he knows it only too well.
(The poor girl)

Sí tra sdegnosi pianti
Spargea le voci al ciel;
Cosí ne’ cori amanti
Mesce amor fiamma, e gel. Thus with indignant complaints,
the voice rose up to the sky; thus,
in loving hearts, love mingles
flame and ice.

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