Voi Ch'amate
Estampie Lyrics


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Voi ch’amate lo criatore
ponete mente a lo meo dolore

Ch’io son Maria co lor cor trista,
la quale avea per figliul Cristo:
la speme mia et dolce aquisto
crocifixo per li peccatori.
Voi ch’amate…

Figliulo mio, persona bella,
manda consiglio alla poverella
gironne laxa taupinella
k’agio perduto Cristo d’amore.
Voi ch’amate…

Capo bello et dilicato,
come ti vegio stare ‘nkinato.
Li zuoi capelli di sangue intrecciati,
infin a la barba ve va i’rrigore.
Voi ch’amate…

Bocca bella et dilicata,
come ti vegio stare assetata
Di fiele et d’aceto fosti abeverata,
trista et dolente dentr’al mio core.
Voi ch’amate…

Chi mi consiglia, chi mi aiuta
la mia speranca aggio perduta:
in tanto anoscia l’anima e partuta




dal suo corpo pieno d’aulore.
Voi ch’amate…

Overall Meaning

The song "Voi Ch'amate" by Estampie is a beautiful and emotional piece that reflects on the sufferings of Mary, the mother of Christ. The lyrics carry an intense depth of sorrow and anguish that shows the mother's pain and the sadness of losing her son to the cross. In the lines, "Voi ch'amate lo criatore, ponete mente a lo meo dolore" she is appealing to those who loved the Creator to pay attention to her grief.


The song speaks of the hope that Mary had in her son, Jesus Christ, and how she saw him as a sweet acquisition. However, the reasoning behind that acquisition was that he was crucified for the sinners. The lyrics elucidate the agony of Mary over the loss of her son, and how she was filled with sadness and despair. The song has a series of interlacing metaphors and poignant expressions that speaks to the emotional core of the listener.


Line by Line Meaning

Voi ch'amate lo criatore ponete mente a lo meo dolore
You who love the Creator, pay attention to my pain.


Ch'io son Maria co lor cor trista, la quale avea per figliul Cristo: la speme mia et dolce aquisto crocifixo per li peccatori.
I am Mary with a sad heart, who had Christ as a son: my sweet hope was crucified for sinners.


Figliulo mio, persona bella, manda consiglio alla poverella gironne laxa taupinella k'agio perduto Cristo d'amore.
My beautiful son, send advice to the poor woman left behind, who lost the love of Christ.


Capo bello et dilicato, come ti vegio stare 'nkinato. Li zuoi capelli di sangue intrecciati, infin a la barba ve va i'rrigore.
Beautiful and delicate head, how I see you bowed. Your hair is intertwined with blood, even to your beard, which stands on end.


Bocca bella et dilicata, come ti vegio stare assetata Di fiele et d'aceto fosti abeverata, trista et dolente dentr'al mio core.
Beautiful and delicate mouth, how I see you thirsty, you were given vinegar and gall to drink, and it pains me in my heart.


Chi mi consiglia, chi mi aiuta la mia speranca aggio perduta: in tanto anoscia l'anima e partuta dal suo corpo pieno d'aulore.
Who will advise me, who will help me? I have lost my hope; my soul has departed from the body full of fragrance in deep anguish.




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