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==Original text and translations==
 
==Original text and translations==
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{{Text|Italian}}
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Ahi, che quest'occhi miei ch'erano lieti <br>
 
Ahi, che quest'occhi miei ch'erano lieti <br>
 
Son diventati fonti di dolore,<br>
 
Son diventati fonti di dolore,<br>
 
Che versan giorno e notte amaro umore.<br>
 
Che versan giorno e notte amaro umore.<br>
 
<b>Translation(s): </b><br>
 
<b>Translation(s): </b><br>
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{{Translation|English}}
 
{{Translation|English}}
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Ah, these eyes of mine, which were happy <br>
 
Ah, these eyes of mine, which were happy <br>
 
Have become fountains of pain, <br>
 
Have become fountains of pain, <br>

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General Information

Title: Ahi, che quest' occhi miei
Composer: Giovanni Pierluigi da Palestrina

Number of voices: 3vv  Voicing: SAB
Genre: Secular, Madrigals
Language: Italian
Instruments: none, a cappella
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Original text and translations

Italian.png Italian text

Ahi, che quest'occhi miei ch'erano lieti
Son diventati fonti di dolore,
Che versan giorno e notte amaro umore.
Translation(s):

English.png English translation

Ah, these eyes of mine, which were happy
Have become fountains of pain,
That night and day pour bitter tears.