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Dear Google,
Please don't pretend to be able to translate Italian madrigal texts when you just can't. This doesn't make any sense, I think you'll agree:
Filli, aiming the sky, dogliosa Dicea and ' ntanto, Fills up of warm pearls a white man veil I distill' in is leood, Of amor languisco and Moor, Neither meeting pietate, or ciel, or stars. I also son giovinetta and ' l crin have of gold, and coloured and beautiful Sembran the guancie my roses novels. Ahi, which will be ' l torments Quand' havrò of gold the face and ' l crin of silver?
I'm pretty sure Caccini didn't intentionally set gibberish. Please, try and do better? I'm trying to do an essay here.
Yours,
Becky
Please don't pretend to be able to translate Italian madrigal texts when you just can't. This doesn't make any sense, I think you'll agree:
Filli, aiming the sky, dogliosa Dicea and ' ntanto, Fills up of warm pearls a white man veil I distill' in is leood, Of amor languisco and Moor, Neither meeting pietate, or ciel, or stars. I also son giovinetta and ' l crin have of gold, and coloured and beautiful Sembran the guancie my roses novels. Ahi, which will be ' l torments Quand' havrò of gold the face and ' l crin of silver?
I'm pretty sure Caccini didn't intentionally set gibberish. Please, try and do better? I'm trying to do an essay here.
Yours,
Becky