Al subir para el empíreo (José de Torres)

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  • (Posted 2010-08-14)  CPDL #22080:        (Sibelius 5)
Editor: Jonathan Goodliffe (submitted 2010-08-14).   Score information: A4, 9 pages, 78 kB   Copyright: CPDL
Edition notes: from the Música Colonial Archive.

General Information

Title: Al subir para el empíreo
Composer: José de Torres
Number of voices: 4vv   Voicing: SSAT
or SSAA Genre: SacredVillancico

Language: Spanish
Instruments: String ensemble

First published:
Description: A four part villancico with a very high first soprano part. Although the 4th part is described as "tenor" the manuscript uses the alto clef for it. It is within the contralto range and is quite high for a tenor. It is possible, therefore, that the work as a whole was intended for women's voices.

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Original text and translations

Spanish.png Spanish text

Al subir para el empíreo, el triunfante redemptor, previno el cielo fulgores, la tierra produjo flores, con que hacen la salva, a tanto esplendor, no la hay mayor, no hay mas belleza. Pues en este misterio, claro relució, y no es otro, no, poder inmenso es, y no es otro no.

La majestad mas inmensa, suprema deidad, al cielo sube hoy, ostentando de su triunfo divino portento, gayardo esplendor, cuando no se vió lucir tan donoso, al sagrado sol.

Entre candores lucidos sube su beldad, brillante farol, iluminando con brillos, la esfera celeste, alcazar de amor, cuando no se vió lucir tan donoso, al sagrado sol.

English.png English translation

When ascending into heaven the triumphant redeemer creates briliant light in the sky. The earth produces flowers which made up a splendid array. There is nothing greater, there is nothing more beautiful. It shone clearly in the darkness. There is no other such immense power.

The great majesty, supreme deity, ascends today into the sky, showing the divine portent of its triumph, a strong splendor. Nothing so gay was seen in the sacred sky.

His beauty rises in lucid whiteness, a brilliant lantern. It lights up the celestial sphere, a fortress of love, with brilliance. Nothing so gay was seen in the sacred sky.