Wohl denk ich oft an mein vergangnes...
Language: German (Deutsch)  after the Italian (Italiano)
Available translation(s): ENG FRE LIT SPA
Wohl denk ich oft an mein vergangnes Leben,
Wie es vor meiner Liebe für dich war;
Kein Mensch hat damals Acht auf mich gegeben,
Ein jeder Tag verloren für mich war;
Ich dachte wohl, ganz dem Gesang zu leben,
Auch mich zu flüchten aus der Menschen Schar.
Genannt in Lob und Tadel bin ich heute,
Und, daß ich da bin, wissen alle Leute!
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Confirmed with Die Gedichte des Michelangelo Buonarroti. Übersetzt [...] von Walter Robert-Tornow, ed. by Georg Thouret, Berlin: Haude & Spener'sche Buchhandlung, 1896. Appears in Freunde, in Giovanni da Pistoia, in Das Riechbüchsen, fragment no. 6, page 63. Note: this is a translation of the lines beginning "I'vo pensando al mio viver di prima".
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Knut W. Barde) , "It is quite often that I think of my past life", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2014, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- LIT Lithuanian (Lietuvių kalba) (Giedrius Prunskus) , "Dažnai mąstau apie praėjusį gyvenimą", copyright © 2022, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- SPA Spanish (Español) (Gerardo Garciacano Hinojosa) (Simone von Büren) , copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2003-11-13
Line count: 8
Word count: 63
It is quite often that I think of my past life
Language: English  after the German (Deutsch)
It is quite often that I think of my past life,
The way it was before my love for you;
Then no one had paid any attention to me,
Each and ever day was lost to me;
I thought that I would dedicate my life to song,
As well as flee from human throng.
Today my name is raised in praise and criticism,
And that I exist, - that is known by all.
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This text was added to the website: 2005-10-25
Line count: 8
Word count: 73