It is Spring in the midst of the cold winter (or as cold as it gets in TX) My lovely Amaryllis has bloomed. It was a Christmas gift from my Mother-in-Law.
She knows how much I LOVE this color (see pic below)
Anyway, whenever I look at this flower, I hear a lovely Italian song play in my mind. (Yes, you could say I hear voices in my head). Anyway, I thought you would enjoy the translation as well as a lovely redition by the always divine Cecilia Bartoli: Enjoy!
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Amarilli, mia bella Language: ItalianAmarilli, mia bella, Non credi, o del mio cor dolce desio, D'esser tu l'amor mio? Credilo pur: e se timor t'assale, [Dubitar non ti vale.]1 Aprimi il petto e vedrai scritto in core: Amarilli, Amarilli, Amarailli è il mio amore.
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Amaryllis, my lovely one Language: EnglishAmaryllis, my lovely one, do you not believe, o my heart's sweet desire, That you are my love? Believe it thus: and if fear assails you, Doubt not its truth.1 Open my breast and see written on my heart: Amaryllis, Amaryllis, Amaryllis, Is my beloved. |
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