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Or dunque addio! Con le pupille ardenti che mi pioveano in cor fiamme ed oblío, con le dolci pupille ancor mi tenti inutilmente: addio! Or che l'autunno muore, or che di noia pallido è il cielo, e lugubre il cipresso regna su 'l colle inseminato, or muoia, muoia l'amore anch'esso! Ahi! senza te sarà un'atroce smania la vita mia; ma nel mio freddo aspetto non vedrai quanto spasimo dilania il mio superbo petto. Oh! potess'io, freddissima ed inerte come l'inverno che avviluppa il mondo, trascorrere le lunghe ore deserte in un oblío profondo; e dileguarmi inconsciamente, al pari di rotta nave abbondonata a l'onda, che a poco a poco pe 'i silenti mari dilungasi e sprofonda.
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- by Francesco Paolo Tosti (1846 - 1916), "Or dunque addio! Con le pupille ardenti", from Malinconia, no. 4. [text verified 1 time]
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- GER German (Deutsch) (Linda Godry) , title unknown, copyright © 2007, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
- ENG English (Linda Godry) , title unknown, copyright © 2007, (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.
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Dann leb wohl! Wenn die feurigen Blicke Die mich ins Herz treffen könnten aufflammen und verlöschen Wenn die süßen Blicke mich vergeblich In Versuchung führen wollen: leb wohl! Wenn dann der Herbst stirbt, wenn alle Sorgen Verblassen wie der Himmel, und dunkel die Zypresse aufragt auf dem fruchtbaren Hügel, dann stirbt dann stirbt die erschöpfte Liebe. Ach! Ohne dich wird mein Leben ein schreckliches Wüten sein, aber in meinem freudlosen Harren merke ich nicht wie der heftiger Schmerz mir die stolze Brust zerreißt. Oh, meine Lebenskraft, wie bist du kalt und leblos wie der Winter, der die Welt umschlingt und Ebenen und Wüsten bedeckt in tiefem Vergessen. Und vergehe unmerklich, wie das Seinem Kurs über die Wellen folgende Boot, sich nach und nach auf dem stillen Meer entfernt und am Horizont versinkt.
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- Translation from Italian (Italiano) to German (Deutsch) copyright © 2007 by Linda Godry, (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 Gabriele D'Annunzio (1863 - 1938)
This text was added to the website: 2007-01-15
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