Sì come crescon (Claudio Monteverdi)

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General Information

Title: Sì come crescon
Composer: Claudio Monteverdi

Number of voices: 3vv  Voicing: SSA
Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: a cappella
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Original text and translations

Image:Italian.png Italian text

Si come crescon alla terra i fiori
Così a voi la bellezza o mio tesoro
E a me'l foco ond'io mi struggo e moro.

Si come or cresce agli augelli il canto
Così a voi la virtude o mia speranza
E a me un dolor tal ch'ogn'altro avanza.

Ma si come tra fronde e fior, e canti
Cangiansi in frutti, così in gran pietade
Cangiate ancor voi donna la beltade.


Image:English.png English translation

Like the flowers grow on the ground
Alike grows beauty on you, my darling
And alike on me the fire from which I pine away and die.

Like now the song of birds grows
Alike in you grows virtue, my hope
And in me such a pain that goes over every other.

But alike in the foliage the flowers and songs
Change into fruits, alike into great pity
You change your beauty again, woman.

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