Andreas Scholl featuring lyrics
RV 625,3. Nunc Iubilare [Italian translation]
Nunc iubilare,
semper laetare
gaudio immenso
anima mea.
Et sit tibi iubilando.
et sit tibi memorando
mundi et cordis alma spes.
Si non es laetitia ple...
RV 625,3. Nunc Iubilare [Neapolitan translation]
Nunc iubilare,
semper laetare
gaudio immenso
anima mea.
Et sit tibi iubilando.
et sit tibi memorando
mundi et cordis alma spes.
Si non es laetitia ple...
RV 625,3. Nunc Iubilare [Neapolitan translation]
Nunc iubilare,
semper laetare
gaudio immenso
anima mea.
Et sit tibi iubilando.
et sit tibi memorando
mundi et cordis alma spes.
Si non es laetitia ple...
Henry Purcell - Z 193 Evening Hymn
Now, now that the sun hath veil'd his light
And bid the world goodnight;
To the soft bed my body I dispose,
But where shall my soul repose?
Dear, dear...
Z 193 Evening Hymn [Bulgarian translation]
Now, now that the sun hath veil'd his light
And bid the world goodnight;
To the soft bed my body I dispose,
But where shall my soul repose?
Dear, dear...
Z 193 Evening Hymn [French translation]
Now, now that the sun hath veil'd his light
And bid the world goodnight;
To the soft bed my body I dispose,
But where shall my soul repose?
Dear, dear...
Z 193 Evening Hymn [German translation]
Now, now that the sun hath veil'd his light
And bid the world goodnight;
To the soft bed my body I dispose,
But where shall my soul repose?
Dear, dear...
Z 193 Evening Hymn [Italian translation]
Now, now that the sun hath veil'd his light
And bid the world goodnight;
To the soft bed my body I dispose,
But where shall my soul repose?
Dear, dear...
Z 193 Evening Hymn [Neapolitan translation]
Now, now that the sun hath veil'd his light
And bid the world goodnight;
To the soft bed my body I dispose,
But where shall my soul repose?
Dear, dear...
Z 323, 5 Strike the viol, touch the lute. lyrics
Strike the Viol, touch the Lute;
Wake the Harp, inspire the Flute
Strike the Viol, touch the Lute;
Wake the Harp, inspire the Flute:
Sing your Patrone...
Z 323, 5 Strike the viol, touch the lute. [Italian translation]
Strike the Viol, touch the Lute;
Wake the Harp, inspire the Flute
Strike the Viol, touch the Lute;
Wake the Harp, inspire the Flute:
Sing your Patrone...
Z 323, 5 Strike the viol, touch the lute. [Neapolitan translation]
Strike the Viol, touch the Lute;
Wake the Harp, inspire the Flute
Strike the Viol, touch the Lute;
Wake the Harp, inspire the Flute:
Sing your Patrone...
Z 339 Ode for St Cecilia's Day, 1. Welcome to all the pleasures. lyrics
Welcome to all the pleasures that delight
Of ev'ry sense the grateful appetite.
Hail, great assembly of Apollo's race.
Hail to this happy place, this ...
Z 339 Ode for St Cecilia's Day, 1. Welcome to all the pleasures. [French translation]
Welcome to all the pleasures that delight
Of ev'ry sense the grateful appetite.
Hail, great assembly of Apollo's race.
Hail to this happy place, this ...
Second book, 01: I Saw My Lady Weepe. lyrics
I saw my lady weep,
And Sorrow proud to be advanced so,
In those fair eyes where all perfections keep.
Her face was full of woe,
But such a woe believ...
Second book, 01: I Saw My Lady Weepe. [Italian translation]
Ho visto la mia signora piangere
e il dolore orgoglioso di essere cresciuto tanto,
in quei begli occhi dove tutte le perfezioni sono custodite.
Il suo...
Second book, 01: I Saw My Lady Weepe. [Neapolitan translation]
Aggio visto chiàgnere ‘a Signóra mia
e ‘o dulóre, superbiuso d’èssere tanto cresciuto,
‘int’a cchill’uócchie bèlle addo’ stanno astipate tutt’e preffe...
Third book, 03: Behold a wonder here. lyrics
BEHOLD a wonder here!
Love hath receiv’d his sight!
Which many hundred year
Hath not beheld the light.
Such beams infusèd be
By Cynthia in his eyes,
A...
Third book, 03: Behold a wonder here. [Italian translation]
BEHOLD a wonder here!
Love hath receiv’d his sight!
Which many hundred year
Hath not beheld the light.
Such beams infusèd be
By Cynthia in his eyes,
A...
Third book, 03: Behold a wonder here. [Neapolitan translation]
BEHOLD a wonder here!
Love hath receiv’d his sight!
Which many hundred year
Hath not beheld the light.
Such beams infusèd be
By Cynthia in his eyes,
A...
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