Jesós de mi goraçón (Gaspar Fernandes)

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•  Posted on 2024-04-19(Posted 2024-04-19)  CPDL #80312:     

Editor: Vicente Chavarría (submitted 2024-04-19).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 77 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: Transposed down a fourth for lower voice configuration. Original note values halved.

•  Posted on 2024-04-19(Posted 2024-04-19)  CPDL #80311:     

Editor: Vicente Chavarría (submitted 2024-04-19).   Score information: A4, 3 pages, 78 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: This edition is based on the critical edition by Aurelio Tello, correcting the odd typographical error. Note values halved. Original pitch and voicings.

•  Posted on 2024-04-08(Posted 2024-04-08)  CPDL #80090:   

Contributor: Caleb Saunders (submitted 2024-04-08).  Score information: Letter, 6 pages, 945 kB   Copyright: CPDL

Edition notes: Scanned pages from Archivo musical de la catedral de Oaxaca: cancionero musical de Gaspar Fernandes, tomo primero. Revisión, estudio y transcripción Aurelio Tello, colaboración de Juan Manuel Lara, México: Conaculta, INBA, Cenidim, 2001, 363 p. (Tesoro de la Música Polifónica en México, X).

General Information

Title: Jesós de mi goraçón
Composer: Gaspar Fernandes
Lyricist:
Number of voices: 5vv   Voicing: SSATB
Genre: Sacred, Unknown

Language: Unknown
Instruments: A cappella

First published: 1500s
Description: 

External websites:

• http://inbadigital.bellasartes.gob.mx:8080/jspui/handle/11271/830

Original text and translations

Nahuatl and Spanish text Tleican timochoquiliya Mis prasedes, mi apisión. Aleloya. Dejal to el llando crecida, miral to el mulo y el buey. Ximoyollali, mi rey. Tlein mitztolinia, mi vida? No sé por qué deneis pena, tan lindo cara de rosa. Nocpiholotzin, niño hermosa, nochalchiuh, naxoquena. Jesós de mi goraçón, no lloreis, mi pantasía.

English translation We sing to you, little flower, My pleasures, my passion. Alleluia. Leave thou the growing cry, Behold the mule and the ox. Take comfort, my king. What bothers you, my beloved? I know not what pains you, Such beautiful rosy face, Noble Lord, handsome child, My gem, my white-plumed bird. Jesus of my heart, Do not cry, my fantasy.