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- CPDL #10916: NoteWorthy Composer
- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2006-02-03). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 37 kB Copyright: CPDL
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- Editor: Rolf Maeder, http://corodiluna.comcreate page (submitted 2004-05-25). Score information: Letter, 3 pages, 64 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: Previously hosted on external site. Uploaded to CPDL server 2007-11-24.
General Information
Title: Beato mi direi
Composer: Cipriano de Rore
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella
Published: 1557, Di Cipriano de Rore il secondo libro de madregali a quatro voci con una canzon di Gianneto sopra di Pace non trovo, Venice, Gardano
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Original text and translations
Italian text
Beato mi direi,
se mi mostrasse vostr'alma mercede
Quel di che fan vostre parole fede.
Ma son homai si stanco
De l'aspettar cio che'l mio cor desia,
Ch'io potrei venir manco,
In van bramando vostra cortesia.
Dunque speranza mia,
prima ch'io giung'al fin gli anni rei,
Consolatte gli afflitti spirti mei.
English translation
Blessed could I call myself
If your soul would show pity to me
On that day when your words will be trustful.
But I am so tired by now
Of waiting for what my heart wishes,
That I could abandon all,
Searching your courtesy in vain.
Therefore, my hope,
Before I reach the end of the bitter years,
Comfort my sad spirit.