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Io m'aggio posto in core a Dio servire,
com'io potesse gire in paradiso, al santo loco c'aggio audito dire, o' si mantien sollazzo, gioco e riso. sanza mia donna non vi voria gire, quella c'ha blonda testa e claro viso, che sanza lei non poteria gaudere, estando da la mia donna diviso. Ma no lo dico a tale intendimento, perch'io pecato ci volesse fare; se non veder lo suo bel portamento e lo bel viso e 'l morbido sguardare: che 'l mi teria in gran consolamento, veggendo la mia donna in ghiora stare. Translation: I have a place in my heart for God reserved, So that I may go to Heaven, To the Holy Place where, I have heard, People are always happy and joyous and merry. I wouldn't want to go there without my lady The one with fair hair and pale complexion, Because without her I could never be happy, Being separated from my lady. But I do not say that with blasphemous intent, As if I wanted to sin with her: If I did not see her shapely figure And her beautiful face and tender look: Since it would greatly comfort me To see my woman shine in glory. Giacomo da Lentini (pre 1250) |
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