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- Contributor: David Newman (submitted 2008-07-11). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 125 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Cross posting by Art Song Central.
- Editor: Eva Toller (submitted 2004-06-30). Score information: A4, 5 pages, 229 kB Copyright: Personal
- Edition notes: arranged for SSAA by Eva Toller, midi files available for each part.
General Information
Title: Vittoria, mio core!
Composer: Giacomo Carissimi
Lyricist: Domenico Benignicreate page (d. 1653)
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Soprano solo
Genre: Secular, Aria
Language: Italian
Instruments: Piano
Published:
Description:
External websites:
- Entry at the "Lied and Art Song Text" site for "Vittoria, mio core!".
- Singable English translation at the "Lied and Art Song Text" site.
- Literal English translation at the "Lied and Art Song Text" site.
- Dutch translation at the "Lied and Art Song Text" site.
- Portuguese translation at the "Lied and Art Song Text" site.
- Spanish translation at the "Lied and Art Song Text" site.
- German translation at the "Lied and Art Song Text" site.
Original text and translations
Italian text
Vittoria, vittoria, mio core!
Non lagrimar più,
È sciolta d’Amore
La vil servitù.
Già l’empia a’ tuoi danni
Fra stuolo di sguardi,
Con vezzi bugiardi
Dispose gl’inganni;
Le frode, gli affanni
Non hanno più loco,
Del crudo suo foco
È spento l’ardore!
Da luci ridenti
Non esce più strale,
Che piaga mortale
Nel petto m’avventi:
Nel duol, ne’ tormenti
Io più non mi sfaccio
È rotto ogni laccio,
Sparito il timore!