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- CPDL #32657: Capella
- Editor: Gerd Eichler (submitted 2014-08-10). Score information: A4, 4 pages, 53 kB Copyright: CPDL
- Edition notes: Transcribed from original print, Mensurstrich layout, original note values and key signature, musica ficta clearly marked
General Information
Title: Hor ch'el chiel et la terra
Composer: Cipriano de Rore
Lyricist: Francesco Petrarca
Number of voices: 5vv Voicing: SATTB
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella
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Original text and translations
Italian text
Hor che'l ciel & la terra e'l vento tace
e le fiere et gli augelli il sonno affrena,
notte il carro stellato in giro mena
e nel suo letto il mar senz'onda giace,
veglio, penso, ardo, piango
e chi mi sface sempre m'è innanzi per mia dolce pena.
Guerra è il mio stato, d'ira e di duol piena,
et sol di lei pensando ho qualche pace.