Firstpublished:1505 in Frottole libro 2 (Petrucci, Venice), no. 16 Description: A Frottola
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Original text and translations
Italian text
Se l'amor in te e pocho
Questo ad vien per mia gran pena
Sciolto fia la cathena
Che me tien in questo focho
Se l'amor in te e pocho
Questo ad vien per mia gran pena
Cercar voglio ogni santiero
Per uscir de tanta guerra
Poi chio vedo el tuo pensiero
Contra mi armato in terra
questa pena me si accerba
sfogar voglio in qualche loco
Gia piu volte mai mostrarto
intra guerra odio e sdegno
come tristo inamorato
io son gionto e cotal segno
non staro piu nel tuo regno
poi de me tu pigli giocho
Trovar voglio unaltro amante
acui forsi farto grato
fengero te desperarte
poi che mai abandonato
gia non credo effer, lassato
staro sempre in questo focho
English translation
If you have little love for me,
I will be in great sorrow.
The chain will be loosened
That holds me in this place.
If you have little love for me,
I will be in great sorrow.
I will petition every saint:
End this great war.
I see your thought,
To arm your self against me on this earth
Sorrow is inescapable,
I have to vent it in somewhere.
Already, more times than ever have you shown,
with war, hate and disdain,
How unhappy in love
I have become, and this I mark:
I will no longer stay in your reign,
As you rob me of all Joy.
I will find another love,
One who perhaps shall be grateful.
I will make you desperate,
As you have never before have been abandoned.
Already I have left. I did not believe this could happen.
I will always stay in this place.