Occhi dolci e soavi (Luca Marenzio)

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General Information

Title: Occhi dolce e soavi
Composer: Luca Marenzio

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SSA
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1587 in Il quarto libro delle villanelle a tre voci, no. 3.

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Occhi dolci e soavi,
Ch'avete del mio afflitto cor le chiavi,
Non mi perseguitate,
Ch'ho gelosia del sol che voi mirate.

I vostri giri e lumi
Son atti a inamorar'i monti e i fiumi,
Non che l'alme viventi,
Che fan l'amor coi vostri sguardi attenti.

Ma se in mirar volete
Altri amanti tirar sotto la rete,
Fate ch'or io trabocchi,
Prima ch'io veggia il mio dolor sugli occhi.
 

English.png English translation

Sweet and gentle eyes,
That have the keys of my sad heart,
Don't persecute me,
As I am jealous of the sun that you look.

Your turns and lights
Are made to make rivers and mountains fall in love,
And also the living souls,
Who make love with your careful looks.

But if you want, by looking,
To draw other lovers under your net,
Now let me fall
Before I can see my pain in your eyes.