Come, come, oh, come, don't make me die, he-goat, she-goat, nazaza, trillirivos! Beautiful is your face, the gleam of your eyes, the tresses of your hair, how beautiful your appearance! Redder than the rose, whiter than the lily, lovelier than all others, I shall always glory in you! 21. In trutina (I am Suspended)...................................................................................................... Soprano Solo In trutina mentis dubia, fluctuant contraria, lascivus amor et pudicitia. Sed eligo quod video, collum iugo prebeo: ad iugum tamen suave transeo. In my hesitating feelings, wanton love and chastity oppose each other on the scales. But I choose what I see, and bend my neck to the yoke: such a sweet yoke to which I submit. 22. Tempus est iocundum (Pleasant is the Season)...................................... Soli, Chorus, & Children’s Chorus Tempus est iocundum, o virgines, modo congaudete, vos iuvenes. O, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Mea me confortat promissio, mea me deportat negatio. O, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Tempore brumali vir patiens, animo vernali lasciviens. O, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Mea mecum ludit virginitas, mea me detrudit simplicitas. O, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. Veni domicella, cum gaudio, veni, veni, pulchra, iam pereo. O, totus floreo, iam amore virginali totus ardeo, novus, novus amor est, quo pereo. This is the time of joy, O maidens, Rejoice with them, young men. O, I am all aflower, I am burning all over with my first love, it is new love of which I am dying! I am elated by my promise, I am downcast by my refusal. O, I am all aflower, I am burning all over with my first love, it is new love of which I am dying! In wintertime a man is patient, but with the breath of spring he is amorous. O, I am all aflower, I am burning all over with my first love, it is new love of which I am dying! My virginity leads me on, my innocence holds me back. O, I am all aflower, I am burning all over with my first love, it is new love of which I am dying! Come, my mistress, with joy, come, come, my pretty, I am already dying. O, I am all aflower, I am burning all over with my first love, it is new love of which I am dying! 23. Dulcissime (Sweetest One) ...................................................................................................... Soprano Solo Dulcissime, totam tibi subdo me! Sweetest one, I give myself to you wholly. Blanziflor et Helena (Blanziflor and Helena) 24. Ave formosissima (Hail to Thee Most Beautiful) .............................................................................. Chorus Ave formosissima, gemma pretiosa, ave decus virginum, virgo gloriosa, ave mundi luminar, ave mundi rosa, Blanzifor et Helena, Venus generosa! Hail, most beautiful one, precious jewel, hail, pride among virgins, most glorious virgin, hail, light of the world, hail, rose of the world, Blanchefleur, Helen, noble Venus! Fortuna Imperatrix Mundi (Fortune, Empress of the World) 25. O Fortuna (O Fortune) ....................................................................................................................... Chorus O Fortuna, velut luna, statu variabilis, semper crescis, aut decrescis; vita detestabilis nunc obdurat et tunc curat ludo mentis aciem, egestatem, potestatem, dissolvit ut glaciem. Sors immanis et inanis, rota tu volubilis, status malus, vana salus semper dissolubilis, obumbrata et velata michi quoque niteris; nunc per ludum dorsum nudum fero tui sceleris. Sors salutis et virtutis michi nunc contraria, est affectus et defectus semper in angaria. Hac in hora sine mora corde pulsum tangite; sternit fortem, mecum omnes plangite! O Fortune, like the moon you are changeable, ever waxing and waning; hateful life first oppresses and then soothes as fancy takes it; poverty and power, it melts them like ice. Fate, monstrous and empty, you turning wheel, you are malevolent, your favor is idle and always fades, shadowed, veiled, you plague me too. I bare my back for the sport of your wickedness. In prosperity or in virtue fate is against me, both in passion and in weakness fate always enslaves us. So, at this hour pluck the vibrating strings; because fate brings down even the strong, everyone weeps with me.
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