Sovra tenere herbette (Claudio Monteverdi)

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General Information

Title: Sovra tenere herbette
Composer: Claudio Monteverdi

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SSATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1592 in Il terzo libro de madrigali a cinque voci (Claudio Monteverdi), no. 3
    2nd published: 1597 in Fiori del Giardino, no. 14
Description: 

Original text and translations

Italian text Sovra tenere erbette e bianchi fiori stava Filli sedendo ne l'ombra d'un alloro, quando li dissi: Cara Filli, io moro. Ed ella a me volgendo vergognosetta il viso, frenò frangendo fra le rose il riso che per gioia dal core credo ne trasse Amore. Onde lieta mi disse: Baciami, Tirsi mio, che per desir sento morirmi anch'io.

English translation Amongst soft grasses and white flowers Was Filli sitting in the shade of a laurel tree When I told her, Darling Filli, I am dying! Turning to me, all embarrassed And stifling a laugh behind those red lips (Which, with all my heart’s delight, I am convinced ensured Love’s blessing), Said to me with such joy: Kiss me, my Tirso, For I also feel as if I am dying with desire! Translation by Charles Marshall ©

French translation Sur l’herbe tendre et les blanches fleurs Phylis était assise à l’ombre d’un laurier, quand je lui dis : « Chère Phylis, je meurs. » Et elle, en tournant vers moi avec une pudeur charmante son regard, et retenant entre les roses le ris, pour la grande joie du cœur pensant apporter amour; elle me dit donc : « Embrasse-moi mon Tirsi, car je me sens mourir de désir moi-aussi. » Translation by Pierre Mamou

Spanish translation Sobre la tierna hierba y las blancas flores estaba Filis sentada a la sombra de un laurel cuando le dije: «Cara Filis, me muero.» Y ella, vergonzosilla, me dirige la mirada, reteniendo entre las rosas la sonrisa, y para alegre goce del corazón pensé que me traía amor por lo que alegre me dijo: «Bésame Tirsi mío, pues siento que yo también me muero de deseo.» Translation by Ana Lenhardy & Pedro Elías

German translation Auf dem zarten Gras und den weißen Blumen saß Phyllis im Schatten eines Lorbeerbaumes, als ich ihr sagte: »Teure Phyllis, ich sterbe.« Und sie, schamhaft verlegen wurde ihr Gesicht, und hielt sie zwischen den Rosen das Lächeln zurück. Zu freudigem Genusse des Herzens, dachte ich, dass Liebe sie so mir brachte, denn freudig sprach sie zu mir: »Küss mich, mein Tirsi, denn ich fühle, dass auch ich vor Verlangen sterbe.« Translation by Bernd Neureuther