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Vaga Luna che inargenti
03:04
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Vaga luna, che inargenti
queste rive e questi fiori
ed inspiri agli elementi
il linguaggio dell'amor;
testimonio or sei tu sola
del mio fervido desir,
ed a lei che m'innamora
conta i palpiti e i sospir.
Dille pur che lontananza
il mio duol non può lenire,
che se nutro una speranza,
ella è sol nell'avvenir.
Dille pur che giorno e sera
conto l'ore del dolor,
che una speme lusinghiera
mi conforta nell'amor.
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Beautiful moon, dappling with silver
These banks and flowers,
Evoking from the elements
The language of love
Only you are witness
To my ardent desire;
Go tell her, tell my beloved
How much I long for her and sigh.
Tell her that with her so far away,
My grief can never be allayed,
That the only hope I cherish
Is for my future to be spent with her.
Tell her that day and night
I count the hours of my yearning,
That hope, a sweet hope beckons,
And comforts me in my love.
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Lungi dal caro bene
03:00
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Lungi dal caro bene,
Vivere non poss'io;
Sono in un mar di pene;
Lungi dal caro bene,
Sento, sento mancarmi'l cor.
Un dolce estremo sonno,
Se lei mirar non ponno,
Mi chiuda, mi chiuda i lumi ancor.
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Far from my dear beloved,
I cannot live.
I am in a sea of pain,
Far from my dear beloved.
I feel my heart give way.
A sweet dark dream
steals over me if she is not near,
There is no light for me.
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Auf dem Wasser zu singen
03:32
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Lied auf dem Wasser zu singen
Für meine Agnes
Mitten im Schimmer der spiegelnden Wellen
Gleitet, wie Schwäne, der wankende Kahn;
Ach, auf der Freude sanftschimmernden Wellen
Gleitet die Seele dahin wie der Kahn;
Denn von dem Himmel herab auf die Wellen
Tanzet das Abendroth rund um den Kahn.
Ueber den Wipfeln des westlichen Haines,
Winket uns freundlich der röthliche Schein;
Unter den Zweigen des östlichen Haines
Säuselt der Kalmus im röthlichen Schein;
Freude des Himmels und Ruhe des Haines
Athmet die Seel’ im erröthenden Schein.
Ach, es entschwindet mit thauigem Flügel
Mir auf den wiegenden Wellen die Zeit.
Morgen entschwinde mit schimmerndem Flügel
Wieder wie gestern und heute die Zeit,
Bis ich auf höherem strahlenden Flügel
Selber entschwinde der wechselnden Zeit.
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When o'er the hill the eastern star
Tells bughtin time is near, my jo,
And owsen frae the furrow'd field
Return sae dowf and weary O;
Down by the burn, where birken buds
Wi' dew are hangin clear, my jo,
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind Dearie O.
At midnight hour, in mirkest glen,
I'd rove, and ne'er be eerie, O,
If thro' that glen I gaed to thee,
My ain kind Dearie O;
Altho' the night were ne'er sae wild,
And I were ne'er sae weary O,
I'll meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind Dearie O.
The hunter lo'es the morning sun;
To rouse the mountain deer, my jo;
At noon the fisher seeks the glen
Adown the burn to steer, my jo:
Gie me the hour o' gloamin' grey,
It maks my heart sae cheery O,
To meet thee on the lea-rig,
My ain kind Dearie O.
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Ave Maria! Jungfrau mild,
Erhöre einer Jungfrau Flehen,
Aus diesem Felsen starr und wild
Soll mein Gebet zu dir hinwehen.
Wir schlafen sicher bis zum Morgen,
Ob Menschen noch so grausam sind.
O Jungfrau, sieh der Jungfrau Sorgen,
O Mutter, hör ein bittend Kind!
Ave Maria!
Ave Maria! Unbefleckt!
Wenn wir auf diesen Fels hinsinken
Zum Schlaf, und uns dein Schutz bedeckt
Wird weich der harte Fels uns dünken.
Du lächelst, Rosendüfte wehen
In dieser dumpfen Felsenkluft,
O Mutter, höre Kindes Flehen,
O Jungfrau, eine Jungfrau ruft!
Ave Maria!
Ave Maria! Reine Magd!
Der Erde und der Luft Dämonen,
Von deines Auges Huld verjagt,
Sie können hier nicht bei uns wohnen,
Wir woll’n uns still dem Schicksal beugen,
Da uns dein heil'ger Trost anweht;
Der Jungfrau wolle hold dich neigen,
Dem Kind, das für den Vater fleht.
Ave Maria!
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Scott’s Hymn to the Virgin[2]
Ave, Maria! maiden mild!
Oh listen to a maiden’s prayer;
For thou canst hear tho' from the wild,
And Thou canst save amid despair.
Safe may we sleep beneath thy care
Tho' banish'd outcast and reviled,
Oh, Maiden hear a maiden’s prayer.
Oh Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!
Ave, Maria! undefiled!
The flinty couch we now must share,
Shall seem with down of eider piled
If Thy protection hover there.
The murky cavern’s heavy air
Shall breath of Balm if thou hast smiled;
Then, Maiden hear a maiden’s prayer.
Oh Mother, hear a suppliant child!
Ave Maria!
Ave, Maria! stainless-styled!
Foul demons of the earth and air,
From this their wonted haunt exiled,
Shall flee before thy presence fair.
We bow us to our lot of care
Beneath Thy guidance reconciled,
Hear for a maid a maiden’s prayer;
And for a father bear a child!
Ave Maria!
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The princess look'd forth from her miden bow'r.
The horn of a herdboy rang up from below.
Oh, cease from thy playing, and
haunt me no more,
Nor fetter my fancy that freely would soar,
when the sun goes down, when the sun goes down.
The princess look'd forth from her maiden bow'r
But mute was the horn that had call'd from below.
"Oh, why art thou silent, Beguile me once more,
Give wings to my fancy that freely would soar,
When the sun goes down, when the sun goes down."
The Princess look'd forth from her maiden bow'r,
The call of the horn tose again from below.
She wept in the twilight and bitterly sighed:
"What is it I long for, what is it I long for,
God help me," she cried.
And the sun went down, and the sun went down.
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Mojo Maria - Ave Maria
05:06
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