Libro de villanelle, moresche et altre canzoni - Lasso, Orlando di

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⌛ Period → Renaissance ◈ Genre → Music publications

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'''S'io ve dico ca sete la chiu bella''' If I tell you you are the most beautiful of all the beautiful in the world, I'm telling the truth, and you hold it against me! '''Ecco la nimph'Ebrayca chiamata''' Here she comes, the onle they call the Jewish harlot, more evil still than Menica and Chiara! Mock her, go at her, chase her away! Ho there, ho there, weed trodden underfoot, I see it well that you love another. '''Ad altre le voi dare ste passate''' Yes, seize another one by the seat of his pants, but I for one won't let myself be taken in. La triche triche triche trac e trucco, it's the other one that was caught, I got off scot free! '''Tutto lo di mi dici''' All day you say to me, 'sing, sing!' Don't you see I can scarcely breathe! And then, what's the good of singing like that? I'd rather you say to me: 'Play me some music.' It wouldn't be vesper bells I'd ring, I'd play on your little guitar. And if I live… riro rorirogne, Ah, if only I held you 'neath my fingers! '''Saccio 'na cosa ch'è di legn'e tonda''' I know something round made of wood, that is made to spin with string around a stick Nenina, you mad and giddy creature, you are just like a spinning teetotum, little girl '''Parch'hai lasciato de non t'affacciare?''' Why don't you appear at your window any more? To tell me that you are a capricious creature? Well, hapless girl, in spite of your hoity-toity airs, you won't get don Diego to take the bait. Perhaps you imagine you'll hurt me by keeping away from me lie a recluse? Well, hapless girl, in spite of your hoity-toity airs, you won't get don Diego to take the bait. O stop it, you should be shamed. All day, all you think of is hatching little plots! Well, hapless girl, in spite of your hoity-toity airs, you won't get don Diego to take the bait. The woman who behaves not according to her custom has deceived you or is about to do so. So, just listen to me for a moment: I know you don't make two pairs with three oxen. '''Io ti voria contar la pen