Monteverdi - O sia tranquillo il mare

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Whether the sea is tranquil or rough, I will never turn my feet from

these waters. Here I wait for you; I lament and

complain, deceived by your vows. Often I climb

on this rock to see if your ship is returning. I sit

there and weep, appearing to the sea as a fountain,

and to the sailor as a rock. And often I send you

my pain, using the wandering breeze and light

winds as messengers.

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But you never return,

Phyllis. And the breeze scatters my lament and

pity as can be expected by he who trusts his heart

to a woman and his prayers to the wind.