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149534 : Certon : Hélas la mort : sheet music
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Publ. Paris, 1553.
Lyrics: Anon
Hélas la mort que ne mets tu hors de martyre
Ce pauvre cœur, qui rien ne peut ou il désire.
Tant plus d'amour il sentira les durs travaux,
moins il craindra être vaincu de mes assauts.
O pauvre cœur, faut-il que tant ta peine dure,
Amour te fuit, la mort te fuit, cruauté dure?
Welladay, that you do not cease to rack
this poor heart, which cannot attain what it desires.
The more it feels love's heavy knocks,
the less it fears capture by my storming.
O poor heart, must it be that because of such fierce anguish,
harsh torture; love flies from you, death flies from you.
Hélas la mort que ne mets tu hors de martyre
Ce pauvre cœur, qui rien ne peut ou il désire.
Tant plus d'amour il sentira les durs travaux,
moins il craindra être vaincu de mes assauts.
O pauvre cœur, faut-il que tant ta peine dure,
Amour te fuit, la mort te fuit, cruauté dure?
Welladay, that you do not cease to rack
this poor heart, which cannot attain what it desires.
The more it feels love's heavy knocks,
the less it fears capture by my storming.
O poor heart, must it be that because of such fierce anguish,
harsh torture; love flies from you, death flies from you.

