Tempus transit gelidum - Daniele Sepe, Ensemble Micrologus, Daniele Sepe, Und Rote Jazz Fraktion, Und Rote Jazz Fraktion

Tempus transit gelidum,

Mundus renovatur,

Verque redit floridum,

Forma rebus datur.

Avis modulatur,

Modulans letatur

Lucidior

Et lenior

Aer iam serenatur;

Iam florea,

Iam frondea

Silva comis densatur.

Ludunt super gramina

Virgines decore,

Quarum nova carmina

Dulci sonant ore.

Annuunt favore

Volucres canore,

Favet et odore

Tellus picta flore.

Cor igitur

Et cingitur

Et tangitur amore,

Virginibus

Et avibus

Strepentibus sonore.

Tendit modo retia

Puer pharetratus;

Cui deorum cuna

Prebet famulatus,

Cuius dominatus

Nimium est latus,

Per hunc triumphatus

Sum et sauciatus:

Pugnaveram

Et fueram

In primis reluctatus,

Sed iterum

Per puerum

Sum Veneri prostratus.

Unam, huius vulnere

Saucius, amavi,

Quam sub firmo federe

Michi copulavi.

Fidem, quam iuravi,

Numquam violavi;

Rei tam suavi

Totum me dicavi.

Quam dulcia

Sunt basia

Puelle!

iam gustavi:

Nec cinnamum

Et balsamum

Esset tam dulce favi!

(Grazie a Frasiabella per questo testo)

The icy time passes

The world lives on

Spring returns to bloom

Beauty is given to things.

The bird sings

Tune in

brighter

And brighter

The air is already clearing

Flowers already

already leafy

The wood is thickened with leaves.

Play on the grass

maidens of beauty

Whose new songs

They sound sweet in the mouth.

wink favor

The birds sing

favors and smells

The earth is painted with flowers.

Heart therefore

He girds around

He is touched by love

virgins

And the camera

By the sound of a loud noise.

Tends only the net

The boy quivered

Whose gods cradle

It provides service

Whose mastery

Too much to the side

By this triumph

I am both wounded

I had fought

And I had been asked

In the first place

But again

By the boy

I am prostrated by Venus.

One piece of this wound

Wounded, I loved

Under the strong bond

I joined to myself.

The faith which I have sworn

I have never violated

The thing is so sweet

I dedicated the whole thing to myself.

How sweet

There are kisses

Girl!

already tasted

No cinnamon

And the balsam

The honeycombs were so sweet!

(Grazie by Frasiabella by questo testo)