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Piovea: per le finestre spalancate A quella tregua di ostinati odori Saliano dal giardin fresche folate D'erbe risorte e di risorti fiori S'acchettava il tumulto dei colori Sotto il vel delle gocciole implorate; E intorno ai pioppi ai frassini agli allori Beveano ingorde le zolle assetate. Esser pianta, esser foglia, esser stelo E nell'angoscia dell'ardor (pensavo) Così largo ristoro aver dal cielo! Sul davanzal protesa io gli arboscelli, I fiori, l'erbe guardavo guardavo E mi battea la pioggia sui capelli.
- by Vittoria Aganoor Pompilj (1855 - 1910) [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 Ottorino Respighi (1879 - 1936), "Pioggia", P. 90 no. 6 (1909), published 1912 [ voice and piano ], from Sei liriche, prima serie, no. 6, Milan, Ricordi [sung text checked 1 time]
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- ENG English (Margaret Baker Genovesi) , "Rain", copyright © 2020, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "La pluie", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Regen", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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It was raining: through the windows, opened wide To the respite of the persistent fragrances, There wafted from the garden cool gusts Of revived grass and revived flowers. The tumult of colours calmed down Beneath the veil of the longed-for droplets; And around the poplars, the ashes and the laurels The thirsty clods of earth drank greedily. Oh, to be a plant! To be a leaf, to be a stem, And in the anguish of passion (I reflected) To receive such great renewal from the sky! Leaning out over the windowsill I watched And watched the bushes, the flowers, the grass, While the rain beat down on my hair.
- Translation from Italian (Italiano) to English copyright © 2020 by Margaret Baker Genovesi, (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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