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Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2014-05-07).   Score information: Letter   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Cruda mia tiraniella
Composer: Orazio Vecchi

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

Published:

Description:

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Cruda mia tiraniella,
Quando succhio quei tuoi dolci coralli
Tremo, com'un gridasse:
Dalli, dalli!

Dolce mia pazzariella,
Quando stringo quei tuoi bianchi cristalli
Tremo, com'un gridasse:
Dalli, dalli!

O misero scontento,
Che le labbra, le man, l'amico petto
Legan quest'alma afflitta
Stretto stretto!


English.png English translation

My little cruel tyrant,
When I suck those sweet corals of yours (meaning: your lips)
I tremble, like one who cries:
Go on, go on!

My sweet little crazy one,
When I hold those white crystals of yours (meaning: your hands)
I tremble, like one who cries:
Go on, go on!

Oh poor unhappy man,
Whom your hands, your lips, your friendly bosom
Tie the painful soul
So tight, so tight!