Lamento
Language: Italian (Italiano)
Our translations: ENG FRE
Lagrime mie, à che vi trattenete?
Perchè non isfogate il fier dolore
che mi toglie 'l respiro e opprime il core?
Lidia che tant'adoro,
perch'un guardo pietoso, ahi, mo donò
il paterno rigor l'impriggionò.
Tra due mura rinchiusa
sta la bella innocente
dove giunger non può raggio di sole;
e quel che più mi duole
ed accresc'al mio mal tormenti e pene,
è che per mia cagione
provi male il mio bene.
E voi, [lumi]1 dolenti, non piangete?
Lagrime mie, à che vi trattenete?
Lidia, ahimè, [veggo]2 mancarmi
l'idol mio che tanto adoro;
sta colei tra duri marmi,
per cui spiro e pur non moro.
Se la morte m'è gradita,
hor che son privo di speme,
deh, togliete mi la vita,
ve ne prego, aspre mie pene.
Ma ben m'accorgo
che per tormentar mi maggiormente
la sorte mi niega anco la morte.
Se dunque è vero, o Dio,
che sol del pianto mio
il mio destino ha sete;
lagrime mie, à che vi trattenete?
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1 in some more modern sources, "luni"
2 in some more modern sources, "vedo"
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Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , title 1: "Complainte", copyright © 2011, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Jennifer Gliere) , title 1: "Lament", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
Research team for this page: Emily Ezust
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[Guest Editor] This text was added to the website: 2011-10-23
Line count: 30
Word count: 166
Lament
Language: English after the Italian (Italiano)
My tears, why do you hold back?
Why do you not let burst forth the fierce pain
that takes my breath and oppresses my heart?
Lidia, whom I so much adore,
Because she looked on me with a pitiable glance
is imprisoned by her strict father.
Between two walls
the beautiful innocent one is confined,
where the sun’s ray can't reach her;
and what grieves me most,
and adds torment and pain to my agony,
is that my beloved
suffers on my account.
And you, sorrowful eyes, you don't cry?
My tears, why do you hold back?
Alas, I yearn for Lidia,
my idol whom I so much adore;
she's captured in hard marble,
she for whom I sigh and yet do not die.
Because I welcome death,
now that I'm deprived of hope;
Ah, take away my life,
I pray to you, my bitter pain.
But well I realize that to torment me
even more
Fate denies me even death.
Since it's true, oh God,
that vicious Destiny
thirsts only for my wailing,
My tears, why do you hold back?
Text Authorship:
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