Carlo Bergonzi “La ninna nanna” Aria da camera – Gaetano Donizetti (1797 – 1848).<\/p>\n
Capriccio Studio Recording \u201cThe Art of Belcanto \u2013 Vocal Recital of Carlo Bergonzi \u2013 Verdi \u2013 Bellini \u2013 Donizetti \u2013 Rossini\u201d \u2013 \u2117 1988<\/p>\n
Carlo Bergonzi Tenor
\nVincenzo Scalera Piano.<\/p>\n
La ninna-nanna <\/p>\n
Lyrics by Achille de Lauzi\u00e8res (1800-1875)<\/p>\n
Dormi fanciullo mio,
\ndormi e riposa
\nnella pace del sonno
\ntrasparente.
\nDormi, s\u00ec, dormi,
\ne la pupilla ascosa
\nsi volga al ciel
\nsilenziosamente.
\nDormi, dormi, i Cherubini
\na te scherzano d\u2019accanto;
\ni lor labbri porporini
\nstanno aperti a dolce canto.
\nUno spirto t\u2019han creduto
\ndalle sfere qui caduto
\ned al coro a cui tu manchi
\nricondurti vonno in ciel.
\nAh! dormi, o figlio mio,
\ndormi il sonno della pace;
\ndormi, dormi, gli occhi stanchi
\ncovra il sonno col suo vel.
\nAh! s\u00ec, non senti un alito
\nche ti carezza il viso?
\nAh! s\u00ec, non vedi gli angioli
\nscesi dal paradiso,
\nche intorno a te s\u2019aggirano
\ncome farfalle ai fior?
\nO figlio, dormi candido,
\nil sonno dell\u2019amor.
\nE la tua culla argentea
\ncome una navicella
\nsolca tranquilla l\u2019etere,
\npassa di stella in stella.
\nVogano lieti gli angioli,
\ntu dormi in mezzo a lor,
\ndormi, s\u00ec dormi placido
\nil sonno dell\u2019amor.<\/p>\n
–<\/p>\n
Lullaby<\/p>\n
Lyrics by Achille de Lauzi\u00e8res (1800-1875)<\/p>\n
Sleep my little boy,
\nsleep and rest
\nin the peace of clear
\nsleep.
\nSleep, ah sleep,
\nand let your hidden eyes
\nturn to Heaven
\nsilently.
\nSleep, sleep, the cherubim
\nsport about you;
\ntheir red lips
\nare open in sweet song.
\nThey have believed you a spirit
\nfallen from the stars
\nand to the choir from which you are absent
\nthey would take you back to Heaven.
\nAh! Sleep, sleep, my son,
\nsleep the sleep of peace;
\nsleep, sleep, your weary eyes
\nlet sleep cover with its veil.
\nAh! Yes, do you not feel a breath
\ncaress your face?
\nAh! Yes, do you not see the angels
\ndescending from paradise,
\nthat fly around you
\nlike butterflies round a flower?
\nO son, sleep amid the angels,
\nthe fair sleep of love.
\nAnd your silver cradle
\nlike a boat
\nsails calmly through the air,
\npasses from star to star.
\nHappy the angels row,
\nyou sleep among them,
\nsleep, yes, sleep calmly,
\nthe sleep of love.<\/p>\n