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Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2005-08-30).   Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 44 kB   Copyright: Personal
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General Information

Title: Amor, io sento l'alma
Composer: Philippe Verdelot
Lyricist: Niccolò Machiavelli (1469–1527)

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

Published:

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Amor io sento l'alma
Tornar' nel foco ov'io
Fu liet'et più che mai d'arder desio,
et più che mai d'arder desio.
S'tu mi reacend'il core,
Et io ne son contenta
Et ritorn'humilment'al giogh'antico
Opra ch'el mio signore
Parre del foco senta
Ov'io dolc'ardo ci mei pensier' nutrico;
Fa che ponga in oblio
Mia fugh'e dilli e mio novo desio,
e dilli e mio novo desio.
 

English.png English translation

My love, I feel my soul
Coming back to the fire, where I
Was happy, and more than ever I wish to burn,
And more than ever I wish to burn.
If again you set my heart on fire,
An I'm happy of it
And humbly go back to the ancient yoke,
Let my master
Feel that fire too
Where I burn and my thoughts nourish;
Let him forget
My escape, and tell him about my new wish
An tell him about my new wish.