Nasce l'aspro mio tormento
Donna mia sol per mirarte.
E per meglio contemplarte
Brame ria de gli occhi cento
Nasce l'aspro mio tormento
Donna mia sol per mirarte.
La dolceza del tuo aspecto
Mista e d'un vene si forte
Chel spectar mi par dilecto
El morir non me par morte
E contento de tal forte
Stimo gaudio el mio lamento
Sel tuo sguardo me oc cide
Quel occ ider me da vita
Sel tuo sguardo me divide
Quel fa l'alma piu ardita
E cosi sempre sbandita
Sta mia barca in qualche vento
English translation
My bitter torment is born,
My lady, from a single gaze on you.
And from longing to better behold you,
wishing to have a hundred eyes.
My bitter torment is born,
My lady, from a single gaze on you.
The sweetness of thy aspect,
Mixed with a venom so strong,
That watching you seems to me delight,
and Death does not seem to me death.
And content with that force
I rejoice as I lament.
When your gaze is on me,
That look that gives me life,
Even if your gaze splits me,
It makes my soul more daring.
Thus always strayed
This boat of mine in such a high wind.