by Anonymous / Unidentified Author
Vaga luna, che inargenti
Language: Italian (Italiano)
Available translation(s): ENG FRE FRE GER SPA
Vaga luna, che inargenti
queste rive e questi fiori
ed inspiri agli elementi
il linguaggio dell'amor;
testimonio or sei tu sola
del mio fervido desir,
ed a lei che m'innamora
conta i palpiti e i sospir.
Dille pur che lontananza
il mio duol non può lenir,
che se nutro una speranza,
ella è sol nell'avvenir.
Dille pur che giorno e sera
conto l'ore del dolor,
che una speme lusinghiera
mi conforta nell'amor.
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Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):
Available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):
- ENG English (Antonio Giuliano) , "Lovely moon, you who shed silver light", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (David Le Marrec) , "Belle lune, qui inargentes", copyright © 2008, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , "Belle lune, toi qui argentes", copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- GER German (Deutsch) (Bertram Kottmann) , "Lieblicher Mond", copyright © 2005, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- SPA Spanish (Español) (Danilo Serrano) , "Tenue luna, que plateas", copyright © 2023, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 16
Word count: 72
Lieblicher Mond
Language: German (Deutsch) after the Italian (Italiano)
Lieblicher Mond, der mit seinem Licht
diese Küsten und Blumen versilbert
und den Elementen
die Sprache der Liebe einhaucht;
du bist nun der einzige Zeuge
meines heißen Verlangens;
erzähle ihr, die mich entzückt,
vom Klopfen meines Herzens und von meinem Seufzen.
Sage ihr doch, dass Entfernung
meinen Schmerz nicht lindern kann,
dass, falls ich eine Hoffnung hege,
diese nur in der Zukunft liegt.
Sag ihr doch, dass ich Tag und Nacht
die jammervollen Stunden zähle,
dass eine trügerische Hoffnung
mich in meiner Liebe tröstet.
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This text was added to the website: 2005-12-15
Line count: 16
Word count: 84