My heart, my heart | My heart, my heart, don't you see

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by Alberto Donaudy (1880 - 1941)

Translation © by John Glenn Paton

Cuor mio, cuor mio

Language: Italian (Italiano)

Our translations: ENG

Cuor mio, cuor mio non vedi
che, quando amor ti coglie,
non gioie son, ma tedii;
non fremiti, ma doglie?
E smetti allora un poco
di fare il cascamorto!
Non ti sei dunque accorto
che amar è un brutto gioco?
Ma qual vid'io donzella
di lei piu bella e pura?
Ahimè ho gran paura
che ci ricascherò!
Par che non riesca vano
fuggir l'amato incanto,
ma con me andar lontano
e non restarle accanto?
No, no; è miglior consiglio,
l'amore vedendo a zonzo,
fuggir come un coniglio 
o fargli un cuor di bronzo.

Text Authorship:

by Alberto Donaudy (1880 - 1941) [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 Stefano Donaudy (1879 - 1925), "Cuor mio, cuor mio", published <<1918, from 36 Arie di Stile Antico, no. 29. [
text verified 1 time
]

Available translations, adaptations, and transliterations (if applicable):

ENG English (John Glenn Paton) , title 1: "My heart, my heart", copyright © 2002, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this page: Ron Miller

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 20
Word count: 93

My heart, my heart

Language: English after the Italian (Italiano)

 My heart, my heart, don't you see
 that when love seizes you,
 there are no joys, but annoyances,
 no tremors, but pains?
 So then for a while stop
 playing the love-sick Romeo!
 Are you not already aware
 that loving is an ugly game?
 But what lady did I ever see
 more beautiful and pure than she?
 Alas, I'm very afraid
 that I will fall in love again!
  Does it seem that it would be vain
  to escape love's enchantment,
 to go far away with me
 and not stay near her?
 No, no--it is the better advice,
 when you see love hanging around,
 to run away like a rabbit
 or else arm your heart with bronze.

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a text in Italian (Italiano) by Alberto Donaudy (1880 - 1941)
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This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 20
Word count: 116