Histrionia

Histrionia Lyrics

Song Histrionia
Artist Ataraxia
Album Historiae
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Ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi ridi, ridi, ridi poiche domani piangerai
Oh bel messere vi rimirate invano nello specchio mentitore delle vanita il vostro bel viso pallido e diafano domani, sol domani il vaiolo sfigurato avra
Ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi ridi, ridi, ridi poiche domani piangerai
Oh dolce madonna, padrona di virtu da chiunque amata e riverita a volonta ogni vostro onere ed ogni vostro onore morendo di parto vi porterete nell'al di la
Ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi ridi, ridi, ridi poiche domani piangerai
Oh nobil signore dalla viril prestanza oggi fate il computo delle vostre proprieta castelli, terre, uomini che oggi possedete domani a ferro e fuoco il nemico mettera
Ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi ridi, ridi, ridi poiche domani piangerai
Leggiadra giovinetta affacciata sulla vita danzate arie amene e ricevete il baciaman sguardi furtivi ed attesi amori dimenticate poiche domani in convento vostro padre vi menera
Ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi ridi, ridi, ridi poiche domani piangerai
Io che son giullare e nulla possiedo ne terre, ne virtu, ne bellezza e castita oggi sono vostro umil servitore domani servitore di chi vi rovinera
Ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi io sono il giullar non temo nemico ne maesta ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi, ridi io sono il giullar non temo nemico ne maesta [English version:]
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh 'cause tomorrow you'll cry.
Oh fine Sir who admire yourself in vain in the lying mirror of vanities your gentle pale and diaphanous face tomorrow only tomorrow the smallpox disfigured will have.
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh 'cause tomorrow you'll cry.
Oh gentle
Lady owner of virtue by anyone loved and revered as much as you please each onus and honour of yours dying in chilbirth you'll take with you in the next world.
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh 'cause tomorrow you'll cry.
Oh noble Lord with a mainly air today you're making the counting of your own properties castles, lands, men that today are yours tomorrow your enemies will put to fire and sword.
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh 'cause tomorrow you'll cry.
Lovely girl facing life you dance plaisant airs and receive the hand-kissing furtive glances and awaited loves forget 'cause tomorrow your father will make you become a nun.
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh 'cause tomorrow you'll cry.
Me who I am jester and nothing
I own neither lands nor virtue or beauty or chastity today
I am your humble servant tomorrow
I'll be servant of whom will ruin you.
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh I am the jester
I don't fear neither enemy or majesty,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh, Laugh,
Laugh I am the jester
I don't fear neither enemy or majesty.
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