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Maledetto sia l'aspetto

Language: Italian (Italiano)

Maledetto sia l'aspetto
Che m'arde tristo me!
Poich'io sento rio tormento
Poich'io moro ne ristoro
Ha mia fè sol per te.
Maledetto sia l'aspetto
Che m'arde tristo me!

Maledetta la saetta
Ch'impiago ne morro;
Così vuole il mio sole
Così brama chi disama
Quanto può - che farò?
Maledetta la saetta
Ch'impiago ne morro.

Donna ria morte mia
Vuol così chi ferì.
Prende gioco del mio foco;
Vuol ch'io peni, che mi sveni;
Morrò quì, fiero dì;
Donna ria morte mia
Vuol così chi ferì.


Translation(s): ENG

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Submitted by Emily Ezust

Authorship

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, and transliterations (if applicable):

  • ENG English (Allen Shearer) , title 1: "Cursed be the looks", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


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

Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:01:18
Line count: 21
Word count: 85

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Cursed be the looks

Language: English after the Italian (Italiano)

Cursed be the looks
that have set my heart on fire.
Alas! unhappy me, for I suffer 
cruel torment and will surely die,
nor can any but you ease my suffering.
Cursed be the looks 
that have set my heart on fire.

Cursed be the arrow
that has wounded me, of which I'll die.
She wills it so,  my sun,
she wills it,  who despises me with all her might.
What shall I do?
Cursed be the arrow
that has wounded me, of which I'll die.

The pitiless lady, death to me,
who dealt this blow would have it so.
She makes light of my ardor,
wishes me to suffer pain and death.
Here I'll die this grievous day.
The pitiless lady, death to me,
who dealt this blow would have it so.


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Text added to the website: 2005-09-02.
Last modified: 2014-06-16 10:02:14
Line count: 21
Word count: 133