Ti spontò l'ali amor la donna mia (Claudio Monteverdi)

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Title: Ti spontò l'ali amor la donna mia
Composer: Claudio Monteverdi
Lyricist: Filippo Alberti

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SSATB

Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

Published: Venezia, 1590

Description: Il secondo libro de madrigali a cinque voci, no. 20

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Original text and translations

Italian text Ti spontò l’ali, Amor, la donna mia, Acciò tu gissi solo Nei suoi begli occhi a volo. Mira se queste sono Piume de l’ali tue, Ch’io n’ebbi in dono: O perchè piangi, stolto? Prendi le piume tue, ma taci pria E gli occhi asciuga e ’l volto. Ah, tel credevi, Amore! Se voi le piume tue, rendemi il core.

English translation My lady clipped your wings, Love, so that you would only flit in her pretty eyes. Check if these are feathers from your wings, which she gave to me. Why are you crying, fool? Take your feathers back, but hush up first and dry your eyes and face. Ha! You believed me, Love! If you want your feathers, give me my heart back.

French translation Ma dame t'a coupé les ailes, Amour, pour que tu n'ailles que dans ses beaux yeux par ton vol. Regarde si sont des plumes de tes ailes que j'ai reçues d'elle en cadeau: Pourquoi pleures-tu, fou? Reprends tes plumes, mais d'abord tais-toi et tes yeux sèche, et ton visage. Ha! tu m'as cru, Amour! Si tu veux tes plumes, redonne-moi mon cœur.

German translation

Meine Herrin, sie hat dir die Flügel gestutzt, Amor,
sodaß du nun nur in ihren
schönen Augen umherfliegen darfst;
schau her, ob das
Federn von deinen Flügeln sind, die ich bekam.
Oh, warum weinst du, Narr?
Nimm deine Federn: aber beruhige dich zuerst
und trockne dein Augen und das Gesicht.
Ach, das glaubst du mir, Amor?
Wenn du deine Federn willst, dann gib mir mein Herz zurück.