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  • Текст песни Caccini, Francesca - O vive rose

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    O vive rose
    Labbr’amorose
    Se d’un bel viso
    D’un bel sorriso
    Altere andate
    Cedete omai
    Labbr’odorate
    A quei bei rai
    Luci d’amor ridento

    Occhi miei soli ardenti.
    Occhi guerrieri
    Possenti arcieri
    Se con pietate
    Voi mi mirate
    Per gl’occhi io sento
    Scender nel seno
    Scender nel seno
    Dolce tormento
    Dal bel sereno
    Raggi del sor Tesoro
    Occhi, ch’in terra adoro.

    Sù sù ridete
    O luci liete,
    Per voi nel viso,
    Più splende il riso,
    Che su quel labro,
    Ch’Amor compose
    Di bel cinabro
    Di vive rose
    Sù sù ridete omai
    Occhi co’vostri rai.

    Occhi parlate
    E sospirate
    Lingue d’Amore
    Quel vivo ardore
    Di voi pupille
    Quei lieto giri
    Pur son faville,
    Pur son sospiri
    Sospir, parole, e riso
    Occhi m’ha il cor diviso.

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    O living roses,
    Loving lips,
    If a lovely face,
    A lovely smile,
    Make you proud,
    Make way, now,
    Scented lips,
    For those lovely rays,
    Merry lights of love,
    Ardent eyes, that are mine alone.

    Warrior eyes,
    Powerful archers,
    If you look at me
    With mercy,
    Through my eyes I feel
    Descend into my soul
    A sweet torment
    From that lovely, serene
    (O heart’s rays) treasure,
    Eyes that here on earth I worship.

    Come, come, laugh,
    O happy lights,
    Thanks to you, on her face
    Laughter sparkles more
    Than it does on those lips
    That Love made
    Cinnabar red,
    Like living roses;
    Come, come, laugh now,
    Eyes, with your rays.

    You speak, eyes,
    And sigh,
    Tongues of Love;
    That living ardor
    Of your pupils,
    Those happy turns,
    Are indeed sparks,
    Are indeed sighs;
    Sighs, words, and laughter,
    Eyes, have split among them my heart.

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