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'''Description:''' A setting of a Verdelot madrigal for solo voice and lute. | '''Description:''' A setting of a Verdelot madrigal for solo voice and lute. | ||
'''External websites:''' | '''External websites:''' | ||
==Original text and translations== | ==Original text and translations== | ||
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Fuggi, fuggi, cor mio | |||
L'ingrat' e crud' Amore! | |||
Che troppo e grande errore, | |||
Fars' un cieco fanciul si alto iddio. | |||
Conosci il tempo perso, | |||
Per una finta se colma d'inganni, | |||
Esci di servitu, esci d'affanni, | |||
Non istar, più sommerso in gelosia, | |||
sospetti, sdegn' e pianti! | |||
Che ‘l fin de ciechi amanti | |||
E in van pentirsi e finir in dolore, | |||
Fars' un cieco fanciul si alto iddio.}} | |||
[[Category:Sheet music]] | [[Category:Sheet music]] | ||
[[Category:Renaissance music]] | [[Category:Renaissance music]] |
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- Editor: Allen Garvin (submitted 2018-11-14). Score information: Letter, 2 pages, 81 kB Copyright: CC BY NC
- Edition notes: Italian lute tablature.
General Information
Title: Fuggi, fuggi, cor mio
Composer: Adrian Willaert
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: S
Genre: Secular, Madrigal
Language: Italian
Instruments: Lute
First published: 1536
Description: A setting of a Verdelot madrigal for solo voice and lute.
External websites:
Original text and translations
Italian text
Fuggi, fuggi, cor mio
L'ingrat' e crud' Amore!
Che troppo e grande errore,
Fars' un cieco fanciul si alto iddio.
Conosci il tempo perso,
Per una finta se colma d'inganni,
Esci di servitu, esci d'affanni,
Non istar, più sommerso in gelosia,
sospetti, sdegn' e pianti!
Che ‘l fin de ciechi amanti
E in van pentirsi e finir in dolore,
Fars' un cieco fanciul si alto iddio.