Spesso per entro al petto
Language: Italian (Italiano)
Spesso per entro al petto
mi passa un non so che,
e non so dir s'egli è
o martire o diletto.
Talor mi sento uccidere
da incognito rigor,
sarebbe pur da ridere
che fosse il mal d'amor.
Qualor mi s'apresenta
di Clori il bel seren,
mi nasce un foco in sen
che piace e in un tormenta.
Mi sento il cor dividere
tra il gelo e tra l'ardor,
sarebbe pur da ridere
che fosse il mal d'amor.
I più solinghi orrori
frequento volontier,
ma sento un mio pensier
che dice: "E dove è Clori?"
Or chi mi sa decidere
che sia questo furor?
Sarebbe pur da ridere
che fosse il mal d'amor.
Translation(s): FRE
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- by Barbara Strozzi (1619 - 1677), "La fanciuletta simplice", op. 2 no. 5, published 1651 [soprano, continuo], from Cantate, ariette, e duetti, no. 5, Gardano, Venice [ sung text verified 1 time]
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Souvent dans mon cœur
Language: French (Français) after the Italian (Italiano)
Souvent dans mon cœur
passe un je ne sais quoi,
et je ne peux pas dire si c'est
une torture ou un délice.
Alors je me sens mourir
d'une affliction inconnue.
Ce serait amusant
si c'était le mal d'amour.
Quand je m'approche
du beau Chloris
dans mon sein naît un feu
qui procure du délice et tourmente en même temps.
Je sens mon cœur se diviser
entre la glace et l'ardeur.
Ce serait amusant
si c'était le mal d'amour.
La plus horrible solitude,
je l'accepte volontiers,
mais je sens une pensée
qui dit : « Où donc est Chloris ? »
Qui pourrait me dire
quelle est cette fureur ?
Ce serait amusant
si c'était le mal d'amour.
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Translations of title(s):
"La fanciuletta semplice" = "La jeune fille simplette"
"La fanciuletta simplice" = "La jeune fille simplette"
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