Cara la vita mia (Giaches de Wert)

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• (Posted 2017-01-28)  CPDL #42838:         

Editor: James Gibb (submitted 2017-01-28).   Score information: A4, 4 pages, 62 kB   Copyright: CPDL

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• (Posted 2008-02-19)  CPDL #16144:       

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• (Posted 2006-02-21)  CPDL #11060:        (Finale 2000)

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Title: Cara la mia vita
Composer: Giaches de Wert

Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SATTB

Genre: Secular, Madrigal

Language: Italian
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1558 in Il primo libro de madrigali a cinque voci, no. 8
    2nd published: 1583 in Musica divina di 19 autori illustri, no. 22
    3rd published: 1605 in Nervi d'Orfeo, no. 8
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Original text and translations

Italian text Cara la vita mia, Egl’è pur vero ch’altra fiamma d’amor Non v’ars il petto in tanto tempo Si turbat’ e fiero. Poi che con gl'occh’io veggio l’aria suave e’l bel sereno volto E con l’orecchi ascolto tante care d’amor dolce parole Che furn’ al mondo sole Per adolcir d’ogni mio crud’ aspetto, E quel che brami sempr’ e quel ch’io chiegio Nelle mie bracc’ io godo, E col gioire tempro l’aspra cagion del mio martire.

German translation Meine Liebste, mein Leben, es ist wohl wahr, daß keine Flamme als die der Liebe euch die Brust so lange verbrennt, dermaßen verstörend und kühn, weil ich mit den Augen sehe die süsse Miene und das heitere Antlitz, und mit den Ohren höre so viele süsse Liebesschwüre, die nur dazu in der Welt bestehen, um meine dunklen Seiten zu versüssen, Und das, was du immer begehrst, und das, was ich ersehne, genieße ich in meinen Armen, und mit Freude bezähme ich alle bittere Ursache meines Martyriums. Translation by Gerhard Weydt