Interrotte speranze (Claudio Monteverdi)

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Editor: Peter Rottländer (submitted 2014-08-14).   Score information: A4, 2 pages, 92 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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Title: Interrotte speranze
Composer: Claudio Monteverdi
Lyricist: Giovanni Battista Guarini

Number of voices: 2vv   Voicing: TT

Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: Basso continuo

Published: 1619

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Original text and translations

Italian text Interrotte speranze, eterna fede, fiamme e strali possenti in debil core; nutrir sol di sospir un fero ardore e celar il suo mal quand’altri il vede; seguir di vago e fuggitivo piede l’orme rivolte a volontario errore; perder del seme sparso e’l frutto e’l fiore e la sperata al gran languir mercede; far d’uno sguardo sol legge ai pensieri e d’un casto voler freno al desìo, e spender lacrimando i lustri interi: questi ch’a voi, quasi gran fasci invio, donna crudel, d’aspri tormenti e fieri, saranno i trofei vostri e’l rogo mio.

English translation Broken hope, eternal faith, powerful flames and rays in the weak heart; with just one sigh nourish the fervant ardour and hide your weakness from others; follow from the wandering, fugitive foot the tracks that lead towards willful erring; lose from the widespread seed both fruit and flower and the expected mercy from the great anguish; from just one look dictate the laws of thought and with chaste resolution stifle the desire, and tears shall flow for lustrums; I send you a large bunch of harsh and dire torments, cruel lady, that shall be your trophy and my damnation.

Czech translation Zlomené naděje, věrnosti nekonečná plameny a šípy mocné do srdce nemocného, a divoký oheň živí se ze vzdechu jediného. Ach zakrýt svou bolest, když každý se dívá! Stopovat tu šlépěj, tak prchavou a lehkou, ta cesta svádí k chybám, po nichž tolik dychtím Rozváto je sémě, sbohem hroznům a kvítím Jen těžká bolest dá mi milost vysněnou Jen jediný pohled svázal mé myšlenky A chladným rozhodnutím touhy zadusil A zmarnil mé slzy odkladem pětiletým Já poslal vám a do velké kytice zabalil, paní ukrutná, necitné vaše rány a ústrky stanou se vaší trofejí a mým prokletím.