Firstpublished:1505 in Frottole libro 2 (Petrucci, Venice), no. 5 Description: A Frottola.
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Italian text
Spero haver felicita
El fe muti la fortuna
E le stelle aduna, aduna
La mia forte passata
Spero haver felicita
Longo Tempo e che ho servito
Pur sperando esser felice
Ma me veggio haver servito
Quel che dir a me non lice
Ma sel mora la radice
la mia lingua parlara
Sempremai dapoi linverno
El se vede primavera
El turbato ciel discerno
Che ritorna poi qual era
E per questo lalma spera
Chel cor lieto anchor sana
P'in quest' aspra penitentia
Soportar non posso io
Ne piu posso haver patentia
Che altrui gode ogni ben mio
Ite affanni hormai con dio
Quel che ha esser al fin serra
English translation
I have hoped for happiness.
That faithfullnes can change your fortune,
And the stars one by one.
My strength is past
I have hoped for happiness
A long time and I have served
While hoping to be happy.
But I see that I have served
That which it does not please me to say.
But as the root have died,
My voice will speak.
Always in winter
Spring is seen.
The troubled heavens discern
Which then return to what it was.
And for this the soul hopes.
That happy heart also will heal.
For in this bitter penance
I cannot endure
Nor more can I be patient
When others enjoy all my good
I now toil with God
What it has to be in the end.
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