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È pazzo il mio core se ogn'hor delirante adora un sembiante ch'è tutto rigore è pazzo il mio core. S'adira sospira si lagna s'accora frenetica ogn'hora nel duolo delira. Ma s'egli sta in pene per chi lo disprezza e ben da catene e come tallo tien legato Amore. È pazzo il mio core. Hor ride hor s'uccide piangendo sua sorte hor brama la morte hor questa deride ma s'ei per quel volto si strugge nol fugge a fè ch'egli è stolto e come tal si crucia in fiero ardore. È pazzo il mio core.
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- by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]
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- by Barbara Strozzi (1619 - 1677), "E pazzo il mio core", op. 8 no. 9, published 1664 [soprano, continuo], from Arie, no. 9, Francesco Magni, called Gardano, Venice [ sung text verified 1 time]
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- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Il est fou, mon cœur", copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website: 2017-05-20
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Word count: 94
Il est fou, mon cœur, car à toute heure en délirant il adore un visage qui est tout de sévérité. Il est fou, mon cœur. Il se met en colère, il soupire, il se plaint, il pleure, toujours frénétique il délire dans la douleur. Mais bien qu'il reste dans la peine, pour quelqu'un qui le dédaigne, il est bien enchaîné, et puisque c'est ainsi que l'amour le tient lié, il est fou, mon cœur... Parfois il rit, parfois il se tue, pleurant sur son sort, parfois il désire ardemment la mort, parfois il se moque d'elle. mais bien qu'à cause de ce visage il se détruise, il ne fuit pas, il est fou assurément, et comme tel il se tourmente dans un feu cruel. Il est fou, mon cœur.
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- Translation from Italian (Italiano) to French (Français) copyright © 2017 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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- a text in Italian (Italiano) by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist
This text was added to the website: 2017-07-19
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Word count: 129