Paroles et traduction Musica intima - 6 Madrigals: No. 6. Io Son la Primavera

6 Madrigals: No. 6. Io Son la Primavera

Io son la Primavera,
Che lieta, o vaghe donne, a voi ritorno
Col mio bel manto adorno
Per vestir le campagne d'erbe e fiori
E svegliarvi nel cor novelli amori.

A me Zeffiro spira,
A me ride la terra e '1 ciel sereno;
Volan di seno in seno
Gli Amoretti vezzosi a mille mille,
Chi armato di stral, di chi faville.

E voi ancor gioite,
Godete al mio venir tra risi e canti;
Amate i vostri amanti
Or che '1 bel viso amato april v'infiora:
Primavera per voi non torna ognora.

6 Madrigals: No. 6. Io Son la Primavera

I am the Spring,
Who returns to you, dear ladies, glad and bright,
With my fair mantle light,
To clothe the fields with grass and flowers fair,
And wake to flame within your souls new fires of love.

The sighing Zephyr breathes for me,
For me the earth and sky break into smiles;
From heart to heart there fly
A thousand little Loves, so debonair,
Some armed with shafts, and some with sparks of fire.

And you rejoice and sing,
And make my coming glad with laugh and song;
Love each the lover strong,
Now that the year's sweet April doth your beauty bring:
Not every year comes back to you the Spring.