I vaghi fiori (Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina)

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General Information

Title: I vaghi fiori
Composer: Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1586 in Il secondo libro de madrigali a 4 voci, no. 13

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

I vaghi fiori e l'amorose fronde
e l'erba e l'aria altrui diletto danno.
Porgon riposo gli antri e piacer l'onde,
levanno l'arme e gl'archi ogn'aspro affanno.
L'ombra soave al cor dolcezz' infonde;
fuggir le gravi angosce l'aure fanno.
Lasso me!
che mia vita non restaura
fior, frond', erb',
aria, antr', ond', arm',
arch', omb', aura.
 

English.png English translation

The gracious flowers and the loving foliage
And the grass and the air give pleasure.
The caves give rest and the waves pleasure,
They take away weapons, arches and every harsh anguish.
The soft shadow infuses sweetness to the heart;
The breeze let bitter anxiety fleet.
Poor me!
Because my life doesn't recover
From flowers, foliage, grass, air,
caves, waves, weapons, arches,
 

German.png German translation

Die anmutigen Blumen und das liebeserfüllte Laub,
Das Gras und die Luft bereiten Freude.
Die Höhlen bieten Ruhe und Gefallen die Wellen,
Die Waffen und Bögen nehmen alle herbe Sorge hinweg.
Der zarte Schatten gießt Süße ins Herz;
Der Windhauch macht die schwermütigen Ängste fliehen.
Weh mir,
daß sie mein Leben nicht erneuern,
Die Blumen, Zweige, Gräser, Luft,
Höhlen, Wellen, Waffen,
Bögen und Schatten.
 

Translation by Peter Rottländer

Polish.png Polish translation

Urocze kwiaty, lube gaje, zioła,
świeżość powietrza - dla innych są błogie,
groty darzą wytchnieniem, a rozkoszą fale,
pierzchają niepokoje przed łukiem i mieczem,
łagodny cień do serca słodycz wsącza,
wietrzyki rozwiewają najdotkliwszy smutek.
O, jakżem nieszczęśliwy!
Mojego życia pocieszyć nie zdoła
ni kwiat, ni gaj, ni zioło, ni powietrza świerzość,
groty, fale, miecz i łuk,
ani cień, ani wiatr.