Ite, caldi sospiri, al freddo core; Rompete il ghiaccio che pietá contende, E se prego mortale al ciel s'intende, Morte, o merce sia fine al mio dolore (Go, burning sighs, into that frozen heart; Shatter the ice that now with pity vies, And if a mortal prayer can reach the skies, Let death or mercy end at last this smart.)