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{{Editor|David Newman|2008-08-02|edtype=Contributor}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|8|448}}{{Copy|Public Domain}} | {{Editor|David Newman|2008-08-02|edtype=Contributor}}{{ScoreInfo|Letter|8|448}}{{Copy|Public Domain}} | ||
:'''Edition notes:''' Cross posting by [http://artsongcentral.com Art Song Central]. Both Italian and English lyrics - English lyrics by J. Wrey Mould - Edition in A Flat Major. <br> | :'''Edition notes:''' Cross posting by [http://artsongcentral.com Art Song Central]. Both Italian and English lyrics - English lyrics by J. Wrey Mould - Edition in A Flat Major. <br> | ||
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- CPDL #17785:
- Contributor: David Newman (submitted 2008-08-02). Score information: Letter, 8 pages, 448 kB Copyright: Public Domain
- Edition notes: Cross posting by Art Song Central. Both Italian and English lyrics - English lyrics by J. Wrey Mould - Edition in A Flat Major.
General Information
Title: Aprile
Composer: Francesco Paolo Tosti
Lyricist: Rocco Emanuele Pagliaracreate page (1856-1914)
Number of voices: 1v Voicing: Soprano Solo
Genre: Secular, Art song
Language: Italian
Instruments: Piano
Published: by Francesco Paolo Tosti (1846-1916), "Aprile"
External websites:
- Entry at Wikipedia for this composer.
- Entry for this song at "Art Song Central".
- Entry at the "Lied and Art Song Texts Page".
- English translation at the "Lied and Art Song Texts Page".
Original text and translations
Italian text
- Non senti tu ne l’aria
- il profumo che spande Primavera?
- Non senti tu ne l’anima
- il suon de nova voce lusinghiera?
- È l’April! È la stagion d’amore!
- Deh! vieni, o mia gentil su’ prati’n fiore!
- Il piè trarrai fra mammole,
- avrai su’l petto rose e cilestrine,
- e le farfalle candide
- t’aleggeranno intorno al nero crine.
- È l’April! È la stagion d’amore!
- Deh! vieni, o mia gentil su’ prati’n fiore!