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Editor: André Vierendeels (submitted 2012-10-22).   Score information: A4, 1 page, 21 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes:

General Information

Title: Alma mia
Composer: Johannes Hieronymus Kapsberger

Number of voices: 1v   Voicing: S

Genre: SecularLute song

Language: Italian
Instruments: Basso continuo

Published: 1619

Description:

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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Alma mia dove t’ennai,
alma mia chi fuggi tu.
Un ch'o nova i tuoi bei rai,
ond'il cor febrito fu.

Fermai pass'o core, o vita,
vuo morir davanti a te.
Ahi ch'intenti alla partita,
fugge ‘l cor non men ch'el pie.

Lagrimate occhi dolente,
lagrimat’el la sensua.
Infelici eccovi spenti,
senza i rai di sua beltà.

L'or ‘ohimè del blondi crine,
che si dolce il cor lego.
Ne le perle peregrine,
tra i bei risi mirerò.

Ne vedrò l’amandi rose,
ch'all' aurora scorno fa.
Ne le ciglia luminose,
dove amor con l'arcosta.

Sentirò ben giù nel seno,
foco tal ch'io nemonso.
Lungi opresso ardor non meno,
quei begl'occhi e ben lo so.