Hor su la nuda terra (Orlando di Lasso)

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  • (Posted 2013-10-03)  CPDL #30230:        (Finale 2008)
Editor: André Vierendeels (submitted 2013-10-03).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 102 kB   Copyright: CPDL
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General Information

Title: Hor su la nuda
Composer: Orlando di Lasso

Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SATT

Genre: SecularMadrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1555 in Le quatoirsiesme livre a 4 parties, no. 1.6
    2nd published: 1560 in Madrigali a 4 voci, libro primo, no. 5.6
Description: This is the final part of the six-part madrigal set that opens Orlando di Lasso's first publication. The full set:

  1. Del freddo Rheno
  2. Ch'il credera
  3. Rotava et e pur ver
  4. Si fe cristallo
  5. Et io qual fui
  6. Hor su la nuda terra

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Original text and translations

See the text and translation for full poem at: Del freddo Rheno a la sinistra riva.

Italian.png Italian text

Sixth stanza:
Hor su la nuda terra hora su l'herbe,
di pensier in pensier di voce in voce,
al freddo al caldo alla pioggia et al sole,
cerco pe'l mond'havea riposo e stato
quando raggio del ciel mi giuns'al foco,
en'ogni mia fortun'e giunta a riva

O riva aventurosa, o fiori, o herbe,
io vivo in questo foco e sento voce
chiamarmi in questo stato al vero sole.

English.png English translation

Sixth stanza:
Hours on the naked earth, hours on the grass,
thinking many thoughts, from one voice to another,
in the cold, warmth, in rain and sunshine
I seek in all the world for that calmer state,
in which a ray of heavenly light reached me at that fire
where all my good fortune came to that river bank.

Oh adventurous shore, oh flowers, oh grass!
I live in that fire again, and hear a voice
calling me in this state to the true sun.