Орландо ди Лассо - Se si alto pon gir mie stanche rime - текст песни (слова), перевод

If my weary lines can fly so high as to reach her,
 who is beyond the reach of anger or complaint
 and whose beauty makes Heaven rejoice,
 she will recognise the altered style
 which might have pleased her before that time when death
 bestowed on her bright day, but brought me gruelling dark nights.
 Translation by Mick Swithinbank