Voi ve n'andate al cielo (Jacques Arcadelt)

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General Information

Title: Voi ve n'andate al cielo
Composer: Jacques Arcadelt

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATB
Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1539 in Il primo libro de' madrigali a 4 voci, no. 1.07
    2nd published: 1930 in Das Chorwerk, no. 5.04

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Voi ve n'andate al cielo, occhi beati e santi
Co'l vostro chiaro lume e con miei canti
Ed io che son di gelo,
senz'un conforto solo,
vorrei levarmi a volo,
ma struggendo mi torno in doglie e pianti.
Così facess'amore, occhi sereni voi!
Ché allor vedreste poi
quel che de' haver un ben pietoso core;
E se'l vostro veder voi non potete,
guardat'il mio ch'in voi chiuso tenete.

English.png English translation

You look at the sky, blessed and holy eyes
With your clear light and with your songs
And I, who am frozen,
Without a single comfort,
I wish I could fly,
But languishing I return to pain and woe.
May love do so, you serene eyes!
Then you would see
What a pitiful heart must have;
And if you cannot see yours,
Look at mine, which you hold locked into yourself.