Giuseppe Verdi - Patria oppressa (English translation)


Patria oppressa

Patria oppressa! il dolce nome
No, di madre aver non puoi,
Or che tutta a figli tuoi
Sei conversa in un avel.
D'orfanelli e di piangenti
Chi lo sposo e chi la prole
Al venir del nuovo Sole
S'alza un grido e fere il Ciel.
A quel grido il Ciel risponde
Quasi voglia impietosito
Propagar per l'infinito,
Patria oppressa, il tuo dolor.
Suona a morto ognor la squilla,
Ma nessuno audace è tanto
Che pur doni un vano pianto
A chi soffre ed a chi muor.
Submitted by licorna.din.vis on Mon, 11/06/2012 - 18:05
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English translation

Oppressed Land of Ours

Oppressed land of ours! You cannot have
the sweet name of mother
now that you have become a tomb
for your sons.
From orphans, from those who mourn,
some for husbands, some for children,
at each new dawn a cry goes up
to outrage heaven.
To that cry heaven replies
as if moved to pity,
oppressed land, it would
proclaim your grief forever.
The bell tolls constantly for death
but no-one is so bold
as to shed a vain tear
for the suffering and dying.
Submitted by licorna.din.vis on Mon, 11/06/2012 - 18:10
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