Armida, dispietata colla forza d’abisso
rapimmi al caro Ciel di miei contenti,
E que con doula eterno viva mi tiene in tormento d’inferno
Signor! Ah! Per pietà, lascia mi piangere
Lascia ch’io pianga la dura sorte
E che sospiri la libertà
Il duol infranga queste ritorte
De’ miei martiri sol per pietà
Armida, cruel fortune with a power inhumane
withdraw my heart from Heav’n and my contentment,
And here with grief eternal living it holds me in torment most infernal
O Lord! In pity hear me tears will relieve me
Here let my tears flow! Let hope my soul know,
My heart is longing for Liberty
Assuage the sorrow to chains belonging
O, grant tomorrow that I may be free
Translation by H. Millard