Jury 2

Dio che col cenno moderi

God who with-the signal you-restrain

L’ira d’un mar che freme

the-anger of-a sea that rages

Dio che col cenno agli uomini

God who with-the signal to-the men

porgi costanza e speme

you-pour constancy and hopes

stendi la man benefica

you-extend the hand beneficient

sul lungo mio dolor

on-the lasting my sorrow

Non chieggo a te

Not I-ask to you

la tenera gioja del cor felice

the tender joy of-the heart happy

Non la speranza provvida d’affanno incantatrice

Not the hope provident of-excitement enchantress

Ti chieggo sol la lagrima

of-you I-ask only the tear

che scioglie il gelo al cor, ah

that melts the cold of-the heart, ah

spirate pur spirate

blow then blow

attorno a lo mio bene

around to the my beloved

aurette e v’accertate

breezes and ascertain

s’ella nel cor mi tiene

if-she in-(her) heart me holds

Se nel suo cor mi tiene

If in her heart me she-holds

Aure beate, aure lievi e beate

Breezes blessed, breezes light and blessed

Sie liebt mich

she loves me

Welch schreckliches Beben

what terrifying trembling

Fühl ich mich selber

Feel I my self

Bin ich am Leben

Am I a live

Ach, kann die Seele dich denn erfassen

ah, can the soul itself then grasp

Glück ohne Name

Happiness without name

kann ich dich lassen

can I you allow

Einmal erwacht

once awakened

Ach, rings so anders

ah, all-about so different

Bist du’s noch, Sonne

are you-it still, sun

Bist du’s noch, Hütte

are you-it still hut

Trage die Wonne, Seliges Herz

bear this joy, blissful heart

Les donneurs de sérénades

The givers of serenades

Et les belles écouteuses

And the lovely listeners

Échangent des propos fades

Exchange the comments bland (sweet nothings)

Sous les ramures chanteuses.

Beneath the branches singing

C’est Tircis et c’est Aminte,

It’s Thyrsis and it’s Amyntas

Et c’est l’eternel Clitandre,

And it’s the-eternal Clytander

Et c’est Damis qui pour mainte

And it’s Damis who for many

Cruelle fait maint vers tendre.

Cruel-women writes many verses tender

Leurs courtes vestes de soie,

Their short jackets of silk

Leurs longues robes à queues,

Their long gowns with trains

Leur élégance, leur joie

Their elegance, their joy

Et leurs molles ombres bleues

and their soft shadows blue

Tourbillonnent dans l’extase

Whirl in the-ecstasy

D’une lune rose et grise,

of-a moon pink and grey

Et la mandoline jase

And the mandoline chatters

Parmi les frissons de brise.

Amid the shivers of-the breeze