K’eo ne pur ripentésseme? davanti foss’io aucisa
ca nulla bona femina per me fosse ripresa!
Aersera passàstici, correnno a la distesa.
Aquìstati riposa, canzoneri:
le tue parole a me non piaccion gueri.

(Cielo d’Alcamo, Contrasto)

To repent? Shall I be slayered here and now, if any honest girl may be rebuked for a fault of mine! Yesterday you were running by here with your horse… Hence be quiet, darling singer, as your words are making me angry.

Once again, useful as well.

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