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Recitative: Mia speranza adorata! Ah! troppo è a noi l'ira del ciel funesta; L'ultima volta è questa, Ch'io ti stringo al mio seno. Anima mia, Io più non ti vedrò. (to Sarabes) Deh, tu l'assisti, tu per me la consola. Addio, Zemira, Ricordati di me! Senti . . . che vedo? . . . Tu piangi, o mio tesoro! Oh, quanto accresce Quel pianto il mio martir. Chi prova mai Stato peggior del mio! Addio per sempre, amata sposa, addio! Aria: Ah non sai qual pena sia Il doverti, oh Dio! lasciar; Ma quel pianto, anima mia Fa più grave il mio penar. Deh, mi lascia, oh fier momento! Cara sposa, ah, ch'io mi sento Per l'affanno il cor mancar! A quai barbare vicende Mi serbaste, avversi Dei, Dite voi, se i casi miei Non son degni di pietà.
Text Authorship:
Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
- by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart (1756 - 1791), "Mia speranza adorata! - Ah, non sai, qual pena sia il doverti", K. 416 (1783) [soprano and orchestra], written for insertion into the opera Zemira by Anfossi [text verified 1 time]
Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Mon espérance adorée ! ... Ah, tu ne sais", copyright © 2010, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Researcher for this page: John Versmoren
This text was added to the website: 2004-07-12
Line count: 26
Word count: 141
Récitatif : Mon espérance adorée ! Ah, la colère du ciel est trop funeste pour nous ! C'est la dernière fois que je te serre sur mon sein. Mon âme, je ne te verrai plus. (à Sarabes) Ah, aide-la, console-la pour moi. Adieu, Zémira, souviens-toi de moi ! Écoute... que vois-je ?... Tu pleures, ô mon trésor ! Oh, comme ces pleurs accroissent mon martyre. Qui éprouva jamais un état pire que le mien ! Adieu pour toujours, épouse bien-aimée, adieu ! Aria : Ah, tu ne sais pas quelle est ma douleur de devoir, ô dieu, te laisser. Mais ces pleurs , mon âme, rendent plus pesante ma douleur. Ah, laisse-moi, ô moment éprouvant ! Chère épouse, ah, je sens le cœur me manquer de douleur ! Pour quels barbares événements m'avez-vous gardé, dieux contraires ? Dites-moi si mon sort n'est pas digne de pitié.
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- Translation from Italian (Italiano) to French (Français) copyright © 2010 by Guy Laffaille, (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) by Gaetano Sertor
This text was added to the website: 2010-02-25
Line count: 26
Word count: 134