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Nel cor piu non mi sento | |||
Brillar la gioventu | |||
cagion del mio tormento | |||
amor sei colpa tu | |||
Mi pizzichi, mi stuzzichi | |||
mi pungichi, mi mastichi | |||
che cosa e questo ahime | |||
pieta, pieta, pieta | |||
amore e un certo che | |||
che disperar mi fa. | |||
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Why feels my heart so dormant | |||
No fire of youth divine? | |||
Thou cause of all my torment | |||
O Love, the fault is thine! | |||
He teases me, he pinches me | |||
He squeezes me, he wrenches me | |||
What tortures I must bear! | |||
Have done, Have done, Have done! | |||
Thou, Love, art surely one | |||
Will drive me to despair! | |||
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- Editor: Eva Toller (added 2004-06-30). Score information: A4, kbytes Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: arranged by Eva Toller, midi files available for each part.
General Information
Title: Nel cor piu non mi sento
Composer: Giovanni Paisiello
Arranger: Eva Toller
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SSAA
Genre: Secular, Partsongs
Language: Italian
Instruments: none
Published:
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External websites: http://www.evatoller.pp.se/
Original text and translations
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Nel cor piu non mi sento Brillar la gioventu cagion del mio tormento amor sei colpa tu Mi pizzichi, mi stuzzichi mi pungichi, mi mastichi che cosa e questo ahime pieta, pieta, pieta amore e un certo che che disperar mi fa.
Why feels my heart so dormant
No fire of youth divine?
Thou cause of all my torment
O Love, the fault is thine!
He teases me, he pinches me
He squeezes me, he wrenches me
What tortures I must bear!
Have done, Have done, Have done!
Thou, Love, art surely one
Will drive me to despair!