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Buona sera, case scure, fate un poco di chiaror, quest'è ben la prima volta che qui vengo a far l'amor! Dammi, dammi, caro amore, un tuo squardo, un tuo sospir, che il mio cuore si consoli, cessi alfine di soffrir. Tutti dicon che son gaia ma nel cor non vede alcun la passione che ci tengo, non la crede, no, nessun. Ed io canto, canto, canto, e non so, non so perché. Forse canto solamente, sai, per non pensare a te. "La rozada de mattine bagne il flor del sentiment, la rozade de la sera bagne il flor del pentiment. Li montagnis si slontanin e lu cil si va slargiand, e cussě la me' morose e' si va desmenteand". Buona sera, case scure, fate un poco di chiaror, quest'è ben la prima volta che qui vengo a far l'amor! Buona sera, case scure, fate un poco di chiaror, quest'è ben l'ultima volta che qui vengo a far l'amor!
Text Authorship:
- from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , from Friuli [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Leone Sinigaglia (1868 - 1944), "Serenata Friulana", op. 34 no. 4, published 1908, from Quattro Canzoni, no. 4 [sung text checked 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Ermes Culos) , "Friulian Serenade", copyright © 2009, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2009-04-29
Line count: 32
Word count: 158
Hello, dark and somber homes, Let some light shine through; This is the first time I come here to woo. Oh look at me, dear love, And do sigh for me, That I may suffer no more And my heart may soothed be. They all say I am carefree, But no one truly knows, no one, How deep my passion runs, No, no one believes me, no one. And I sing and sing, And I really don’t know why; But maybe I sing only so I need not think of you—that’s why. “The morning dew Lights on the sentimental flower, The evening dew Falls of the sorrowful flower. The mountains recede, The heavens become broader; My sweetheart likewise Leaves me ever sadder.” Hello, dark and somber homes, Let some light shine through; This is the first time I come here to woo. Hello, dark and somber homes, Let some light shine through; This is the last time I come here to woo.
Text Authorship:
- Translation from Italian (Italiano) to English copyright © 2009 by Ermes Culos, (re)printed on this website with kind permission. To reprint and distribute this author's work for concert programs, CD booklets, etc., you may ask the copyright-holder(s) directly or ask us; we are authorized to grant permission on their behalf. Please provide the translator's name when contacting us.
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Based on:
- a text in Italian (Italiano) from Volkslieder (Folksongs) , from Friuli
This text was added to the website: 2009-05-08
Line count: 32
Word count: 162