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Lasciami! Lascia ch'io respiri, lascia

Language: Italian (Italiano)

Lasciami! Lascia ch'io respiri, lascia
ch'io mi sollevi! Ho il gelo nelle vene.
Ho tremato. Ho nel cor non so che ambascia...
Ahimè, Signore, è il giorno! Il giorno viene!

Ch'io non lo veda! Premi la tua bocca
su' miei cigli, il tuo cuore sul mio cuore!
Tutta l'erba s'insànguina d'amore.
La vita se ne va, quando trabocca.

Trafitta muoio, e non dalla tua spada.
Mi si vuota il mio petto, e senza schianto.
Non è sangue? Ahi, Signore, è la rugiada!
L'alba piange su me tutto il suo pianto.


Translation(s): FRE

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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive)

Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Text added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:15
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Laisse‑moi ! Laisse‑moi respirer,...

Language: French (Français) after the Italian (Italiano)

Laisse-moi ! Laisse-moi respirer, laisse-moi
me remettre ! Je suis glacée dans mes veines.
Je tremble. Dans le cœur j'ai je ne sais quelle angoisse...
Hélas, Seigneur, c'est le jour ! Le jour arrive !

Que je ne le vois pas ! Presse ta bouche
Sur mes cils, ton cœur sur le mien !
Toute l'herbe est ensanglantée d'amour,
La vie s'en va quand il déborde.

Transpercée, je meurs, pas par ton épée,
Ma poitrine se vide, et sans blessure.
Ce n'est pas du sang ? Ah, Seigneur, c'est la rosée !
L'aube pleure sur moi toutes ses larmes.


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Text added to the website: 2015-11-29.
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