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==Original text and translations==
==Original text and translations==
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{{Text | german | Entlaubet ist der walde/
gen disem Winter kalt/
beraubet würd ich balde/
mein feins lieb macht mich alt/
daß ich die lieb muß meiden/
die mir gefallen thut/
bringt mir ein heimlich leiden/
macht mir ein shweren mut.}}
 
{{ Translation | english | Dead are these woods/
because of this cold winter/
robbed am I soon/
my beloved makes me feel old/
that I must deny my love/
the one I like so well/
brings me a secret suffering/
makes my mood heavy.}}


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  • (Posted 2018-07-26)  CPDL #50678:       
Editor: Andreas Stenberg (submitted 2018-07-26).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 60 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: Semidiplomatoric edition. The voicing given is the voicnames of the orig. partbooks.

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Title: Entlaubet ist der Walde
Composer: Ivo de Vento
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Number of voices: 3vv   Voicing: SAB

Genre: SecularLied

Language: German
Instruments: A cappella

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Original text and translations

German.png german text

 Entlaubet ist der walde/
gen disem Winter kalt/
beraubet würd ich balde/
mein feins lieb macht mich alt/
daß ich die lieb muß meiden/
die mir gefallen thut/
bringt mir ein heimlich leiden/
macht mir ein shweren mut.

English.png english translation

 Dead are these woods/
because of this cold winter/
robbed am I soon/
my beloved makes me feel old/
that I must deny my love/
the one I like so well/
brings me a secret suffering/
makes my mood heavy.