Hoje apetece-me ouvir: Carl Orff

Carl Orff - 10/7/1895 - 29/3/1982

Carmina Burana - 18. Circa Mea Pectora

Circa mea pectora
multa sunt suspiria
de tua pulchritudine,
quae me laedunt misere.
Manda liet, manda liet,
min geselle
chumet niet.

Tui lucent oculi
sicut solis radii,
sicut splendor fulguris
lucem donat tenebris.
Manda liet, manda liet,
min geselle
chumet niet.

Vellet Deus,
vellent dii,
quod mente proposui,
ut eius virginea
reserassem vincula.
Manda liet,
manda liet,
min geselle
chumet niet.

In my heart there are many sighs for your beauty which torture me miserably.
Send a message, send a message, my beloved does not come.
Your eyes shine like the rays of the sun, like a flash of lightning which gives light to darkness.
Send a message, send a message, my beloved does not come.
May God grant, may the gods grant, what I have set myself to do, and that is, to unlock the bonds of her virginity.
Send a message, send a message, my beloved does not come.

(Daqui)