Cupid flies by, his bow is unarmed | Cupid flies by, his bow is unarmed

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by Jorge de Montemayor (1520? - 1561)

Translation © by Iain Sneddon

Passava Amor su arco desarmado

Language: Spanish (Español)

Our translations: ENG

Passava Amor su arco elesarmado, 
los ojos baxos, blando y muy modesto;
dexava m'ya atras muy descuidado. 

Quam poco espacio pude gozar esto.
Fortuna de embidiosa dixo luego: 
"Teneos, Amor; porque vays tam presto?

Bolvio do presto a mi el niño ciego, 
muy enojado en versé reprehendido 
que no ha reprehensión do sta su fuego. 

Ay prados, bosques, selvas, que criastes,
tan libre corazón como ere el mio, 
porque tan grande mal no te estorbastes.

Text Authorship:

by Jorge de Montemayor (1520? - 1561) [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 Anonymous/Unidentified Artist , "Passava Amor su arco desarmado" [sung text checked 1 time]

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

ENG English (Iain Sneddon) , "Cupid flies by, his bow is unarmed", copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: John Versmoren

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 75

Cupid flies by, his bow is unarmed

Language: English after the Spanish (Español)

Cupid flies by, his bow is unarmed,
eyes cast down, soft and very modest;
very carelessly he left me behind.

How little time I was able to enjoy it.
Spiteful Fortune then said:
"Stay, Cupid; why are you going so soon?”

Returning quickly to me, the blind child
was very angry at being reprimanded,
I wish I had not, because now he is on fire.

Oh meadows, forests, woods, you nurtured,
hearts as free as mine,
why does such a great evil not trouble you.

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a text in Spanish (Español) by Jorge de Montemayor (1520? - 1561)
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This text was added to the website: 2023-02-16
Line count: 12
Word count: 85