Trionfo di Afrodite- "Tollite, O Pueri, Faces" Lyrics

TOLLITE, O PUERI, FACES

tollite, o pueri, faces: / Boys! Raise the weding torches
flammeum video venire. / I see them coming in flames
ite concinite in modum / go and sing in rhythm
io Hymen Hymenaee io, / "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"

ne diu taceat procax / Lest the ribald Fescennine
Fescennina iocatio, / be silent for a long time
nec nuces pueris neget / and the groom's catamite refuse
desertum domini audiens / to give nuts to boys as he hears
concubinus amorem. / about deserted love

da nuces pueris, iners / Give nuts to the boys
concubine! satis diu / you inert catamite!
lusisti nucibus: lubet / you have played with nuts long enough
iam seruire Talasio. / now it pleases ---
concubine, nuces da./ catamite, give nuts

sordebant tibi villicae, / you considered the farmers wives soiled
concubine, hodie atque heri: / catamite, today and yesterday
nunc tuum cinerarius / and now your hair-dresser
tondet os. miser a miser / is shaving your beard, o wretched
concubine, nuces da. / wretched catamite, give nuts

diceris male te a tuis / Anointed groom, you will be criticized
unguentate glabris marite / for keeping away your bald
abstinere, sed abstine. / effeminate slaves, but stay away from them
io Hymen Hymenaee io, / "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"

scimus haec tibi quae licent / We know, these peccadilloes
sola cognita, sed marito / which are permitted to you
ista non eadem licent. / are the ones you only know are not
io Hymen Hymenaee io, / permitted to a husband
io Hymen Hymenaee. / "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"/
nupta, tu quoque quae tuus / You, wife, beware lest you deny
vir petet caue ne neges, / the things that you and your husband seek
ni petitum aliunde eat. / lest he go to deek them somewhere else
io Hymen Hymenaee io, / "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"Carl Orff - Trionfo di Afrodite- "Tollite, O Pueri, Faces" - http://motolyrics.com/carl-orff/trionfo-di-afrodite-tollite-o-pueri-faces-lyrics.html

en tibi domus ut potens / Behold your husband's house
et beata viri tui, / its power and its riches
quae tibi sine serviat / which are at your service
'io Hymen Hymenaee io, "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"

usque dum tremulum movens / Till grey-haired womanhood
cana tempus anilitas / nodding her tremulous head
omnia omnibus annuit. / nods assent to teverything for everyone
io Hymen Hymenaee io, /"Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"

transfer omine cum bono / With a good omen,
limen aureolos pedes, / carry your golden feet
rasilemque subi forem. / over the polished doorstep
io Hymen Hymenaee io, / "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"

aspice intus ut accubans / Look inside if your husband lying
vir tuus Tyrio in toro / in his crimson bed
totus immineat tibi. / he might be desireful for you
io Hymen Hymenaee io, /"Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"

illi non minus ac tibi / A flame burns deep in his heart
pectore uritur intimo / not less ardently than yours
flamma, sed penite magis. / but it's growing bigger
io Hymen Hymenaee io, / "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"

mitte brachiolum teres, / Young man, reach your gentle arm
praetextate, puellulae: / to the maiden
iam cubile adeat viri. / now let her enter her husband's bed
io Hymen Hymenaee io, / "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"

vos bonae senibus viris / You good women, well known by
cognitae bene feminae, / your aged husbands
collocate puellulam. / dress the girl for the marriage bed
io Hymen Hymenaee io, / "Yo! Hymen Hymenaeus,
io Hymen Hymenaee. / Yo! Hymen Hymenaee!"