No giorno t'haggio (Orlando di Lasso)

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  • CPDL #30239:        (Finale 2008)
Editor: André Vierendeels (submitted 2013-10-03).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 68 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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Error.gif Possible error(s) identified. Error summary: Text-setting way off - all stanzas should begin at the first measure, with the phrase "fugimi…" coming back every verse in the triple-meter section like a chorus or refrain.)

General Information

Title: No giorno t'haggio
Composer: Orlando di Lasso

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: STTB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1555 in Le quatoirsiesme livre a 4 parties, no. 10
    2nd published: 1570 in Second livre des chansons a 4 et 5 parties, no. 3
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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

No giorno t'haggio havere intra ste mane
sence dovesse perdere le zappe,
fugimi quanto voi che non mi scappi.

Non ce pensare no la scia se trame
fingi sentita e da che non ce'n cappi,
fugimi quanto voi che non mi scappi.

Me stratii e me beffaggi come cane
et io papieto'n ce stongo a se mappi
fugimi quanto voi che non mi scappi.

Dove va trenta ben puo ir trenta uno
ch'io t'aggio haver al dispetto d'ognuno,
fugimi quanto voi che non mi scappi.

English.png English translation

Some day I shall catch hold of you,
Even if I should ruin my shoes.
Run away as much as you want, for you can’t escape me.

Don’t consider it, don’t give up all your tricks,
Mind you, don’t get caught up in it.
Run away as much as you want, for you can’t escape me.

You torture me and tease me like a dog,
And I, greedy old man, put up with all your schemes.
Run away as much as you want, for you can’t escape me.

Where there’s room for thirty, one more can go,
For I shall get hold of you despite everyone.
Run away as much as you want, for you can’t escape me.