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:'''Edition notes:''' Lyrics in Italian and English - English translation by Dr. Theodore Baker - Edition in C Minor.
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Contributor: David Newman (submitted 2008-07-23).   Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 302 kB   Copyright: Public Domain
Edition notes: Lyrics in Italian and English - English translation by Dr. Theodore Baker - Edition in C Minor.

General Information

Title: Il mio ben quando verrà
Composer: Giovanni Paisiello

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: Soprano solo

Genre: SecularArt song

Language: Italian
Instruments: Piano

Published: from the opera Nina, O sia la pazza per amore

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Il mio ben quando verrà
A veder la mesta amica?
Di bei fior s’ammanterà
La spiaggia aprica.
Ma nol vedo, e il mio ben,
Ahimè! Non vien?
Mentre all’aure spiegherà
La sua fiamma, i suoi lamenti,
Miti augei v’insegnerà
Più dolci accenti.
Ma non l’odo. E chi l’udì?
Ah! il mio bene ammutolì.
Tu cui stanca omai già fe’
Il mio pianto, eco pietosa,
Ei ritorna e dolce a te
Chiede, chiede la sposa.
Pian, mi chiama; piano ahimè!
No, non mi chiama, oh Dio, non c’è!