Cool places, fragrant meadows,
Remain always in flower;
Let not summer sow seed in you,
Let not autumn carry you away,
Let not the dead season take away
So much magical splendor.
I want one day to ramble with her
Amidst softness so green,
When at last my pangs
She will show herself to understand.
Cool places, fragrant meadows,
Remain always in flower.
Let not any season take away
So much magical splendor.
And you then, clear streamlets,
Which already are running to the sea,
Don't be miserly with your waters
In the late season of the year,
Don't you join also the deception
Of a prosperity so brief.
I want one day to be reflected with her
In your clarity,
When at last my pangs
She will show herself to understand.
Classical Music | Baritone
Stefano Donaudy
Freschi luoghi, prati aulenti
PlayRecorded on 07/27/2008, uploaded on 03/27/2009
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