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- Editor: André Vierendeels (submitted 2014-01-02). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 89 kB Copyright: CPDL
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- Editor: Brian Russell (submitted 2006-02-09). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 39 kB Copyright: CPDL
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- CPDL #07588: Sibelius 2
- Editor: Brent Alexenko (submitted 2004-07-13). Score information: Letter, 4 pages, 96 kB Copyright: Personal
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General Information
Title: Io mi son giovinetta
Composer: Domenico Maria Ferrabosco
Number of voices: 4vv Voicing: SATB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella
Published:
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Original text and translations
Italian text
Io mi son giovanetta e volontieri
M'allegro e canto en la stagion novella,
Merzé d'amore e de' dolci pensieri.
Io vo pe' verdi prati riguardando
I bianchi fiori, e' gialli,
Le rose in su le spine, ei bianchi gigli,
E tutti quanti gli vo somigliando
Al viso di colui ch'amandomi,
ch'amandomi mi presa terrà sempre.
English translation
I am a young girl, and I like
To be merry and sing in the new season (spring),
Thanks love and sweet toughts.
I go through the green meadows, looking
At the flowers, white and yellow,
At the roses over the thorns, at the white lilies,
And more and more they look to me like
The face of whom, loving me,
Loving me will catch me and hold me forever.