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==General Information==
==General Information==

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  • CPDL #07164:        (Finale 2000)
Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2004-06-09).   Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 104 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: MusicXML source file(s) in compressed .mxl format.

General Information

Title: Occhi miei Oscurat' e' nostro sole
Composer: Giovanni Domenico da Nola

Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: STB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Occhi miei oscurat’è il nostro sole
Ond’havevam’un’ temp e vit’ è’l lume
Fate dunque di piant’ un largo fiume.

Occhi miei lassi mentre ch’io vi giro
Non scorget’altro che spavent’ errore
Format’un fonte hormai col vostr’humore.

Occhi pianget’ accompagnat’ il core
E di lagrim’ un mar versate fuora
Poi ch’è morta la nostra bell’aurora.

Occhi non occhi già ma vive fonti
Chiamano morte che n’occhid’ hormai
Che ben morir chi morendo esse di guai.