Aprender, Aprender Sempre ! (Lenine) ..... Olá, Diga Bom Dia com Alegria, Boa Tarde, sem Alarde, Boa Noite, sem Açoite ! E Viva a Vida, com Alegria e Fantasia (Victor Nogueira) ..... Nada do que é humano me é estranho (Terêncio)
TheBloggersAAP| 3 de Novembro de 2008 |34 utilizadores que gostaram deste vídeo, 10 utilizadores que não gostaram deste vídeo
Explicación del efecto (asombroso efecto) que realiza Jerome Murat un excelente mimo. NO veas este video si no deseas "romper" la ilusión de la actuación. IMPORTANTE, esto es solo como yo creo, que realiza la ilusión, no significa que realmente sea así, ustedes sacarán sus conclusiones después de ver la "explicación".
UrChatNoir| 22 de Julho de 2007 |16064 utilizadores que gostaram deste vídeo, 396 utilizadores que não gostaram deste vídeo
Cats is an award-winning musical composed by Andrew Lloyd Webber based on Old Possum's Book of Practical Cats and other poems by T. S. Eliot. The show has been performed around the world in numerous productions and has been translated into more than 20 languages.
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14/Mai/2010 19:50
Boa noite e bons sonhos. Bjos. Judite
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Daylight
See the dew on the sunflower
And a rose that is fading
Roses whither away
Like the sunflower
I yearn to turn my face to the dawn
I am waiting for the day . . .
Midnight
Not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight
The withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory
All alone in the moonlight
I can smile at the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp
Seems to beat a fatalistic warning
Someone mutters
And the streetlamp gutters
And soon it will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I musn't give in
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of smoky days
The stale cold smell of morning
The streetlamp dies, another night is over
Another day is dawning
Touch me
It's so easy to leave me
All alone with the memory
Of my days in the sun
If you touch me
You'll understand what happiness is
rabitxcz85| 8 de Novembro de 2009 |133 utilizadores que gostaram deste vídeo, 2 utilizadores que não gostaram deste vídeo
a place in my heart
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5/Mai/2010 8:47
Bom dia! Beijos mil da Judite
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Nana Mouskouri - Letra da Música A Place In My Heart .
1-
I got your letter yesterday
From some small town I never knew
It told me you were on your way
But not where you were going to
2-
You said you're following the sun
But do you really know for sure
For after all is said and done
Just what it is you' re looking for
3-
There' s a place in my heart
I wish that your eyes could see
And there' s no one on earth
Who loves you as much as me
4-
If you just travel on and on
Till I don't know where
There's a place in my heart
You may never find again
5-
And so you travel with the wind
You' ll find some road to fly along
And though your letter says the word
Your heart may soon forget the song
6-
Then you may someday write the poem
That tells your life in words of fire
But you will never have a home
Or find the love that you desire
( Repeat 3-4-)
7-
And so heading for the sea
Now that the flowers are in bloom
Just when the wild mimosa tree
Is like the colour of our room
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( Repeat 4 )
The moment of parting is nigh
You look into my eyes with alarm.
I sense you dear breath,
And far away the storm is already gathering.
A tremor ran through the blue, misty air,
Alarm touched my temples,
And Russia calls us to a feat,
A breathe is wafting from the the marching regiments.
Farewell, the land of the fathers,
Remember us.
Farewell, dear glance,
Forgive-farewell, Forgive-
farewell...
Years fly by
Trains disappear in the dark.
In them -- the soldiers.
And in the dark sky
The soldier's star is shining.
In them -- the soldiers.
And in the dark sky
The soldier's star is shining.
Farewell, the land of the fathers,
Remember us.
Farewell, dear glance,
Forgive-farewell, Forgive-
farewell...
Forests, the steppe, junctions stand in the steppe
The light of the twilight, evening, morning --
So, don't forget the Slavic woman's farewell,
Repeat it to yourself in your soul!
No, the soul will not be indifferent --
The lights of justice shine...
For love, for the great fraternity
We have sacrificed our lives.
Farewell, the land of the fathers,
Remember us.
Farewell, dear glance,
Not all of us shall return.
Years fly by,
A the song -- your are always with us.
We remember you,
And in the dark sky
The soldier's star is shining.
Farewell, the land of the fathers,
Remember us.
Farewell, dear glance,
Forgive-farewell, Forgive-
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Boa tarde com música russa.
[14:15:11] Bobály Erzsébet: (coffee)
I strongly suggest anyone who enjoy Soviet music to go to this site. Its archives are flooded with amazing music.
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The song that plays during the video is called "Farewell of Slavianka", a Russian patriotic march. There are Red Army choir versions of it on YouTube that are extraordinary.
Farewell of Slavianka (Russian: Прощание славянки - Proshchanye Slavyanki) is a Russian patriotic march, written by the composer Vasily Agapkin in honour of the Bulgarian women bidding farewell to their husbands who left for the First Balkan War. The march premiered in Tambov in 1912 and was subsequently released as a single. Slavyanka means "Slavic woman".
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A theory of some musicians is that the main tune of this march had originated as an anti-war protest song during the Russo-Japanese_War 1904-1905. In spite of being banned, it became very popular in Russia during that time, especially among the Russian soldiers.
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The melody gained popularity in Russia and adjoining countries during World War I, when the Russian soldiers left their homes accompanied by this music. It was also used as an unofficial anthem of Admiral Kolchak's White Army.
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It was commonly believed, erroneously, that prior to its use in the award-winning 1957 film The Cranes Are Flying, the song was banned in the Soviet Union due to associations with the tsarist regime and the counter-revolutionary movements. This was not the case. This march was published in an official collection of music for Red Army orchestras[1], and it was recorded in the early 1940s by a military orchestra under Ivan Petrov (1906-1975), though different lyrics were used during that time. There are lyrics which are usually sung by the Red Army choir today.
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Subsequently, several Russian and Polish composers attempted to write lyrics for this music. During the 1990s, the Yabloko party lobbied for the march to be adopted as the National Anthem of Russia, but without success. Currently, the march is recognized as the anthem of the Tambov Oblast. Ships cruising along the Volga and the Rossiya train which runs from Moscow to Vladivostok make use of the tune before departing. Train #2 (named "Ukraine" at the time) used to depart from Kiev to Moscow to the sound of this tune.
Nastupayt minuta proshaniya,
Ty gljadish' mne trevozhno v glaza,
I lovlju ya rodnoe dykhanie,
A vdali uzhe dyshit groza.
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Drognul vozdukh tumannyjj i sinijj,
I trevoga kosnulas' viskov,
I zavyot nas na podvig Rossiya,
Veet vetrom ot shaga polkov.
Proshay, otchiy kray,Tyi nas vspominaya,Proshay, miliy vzgljad,Prosti-proshay, prosti-proshay...
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Letyat, letyat goda,
Ukhodyat vo mglu poezda,
A v nikh - soldatyi.
I v nebe temnom
Gorit soldatskaya zvezda.
A v nikh - soldatyi.
I v nebe temnom
Gorit soldatskaya zvezda.
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Les da step', da v stepi polustanki.
Svet vecherneyi i novoyi zari?
Ne zabud' zhe proshan'e Slavianka,
Sokrovenno v dushe novtori!
5.
Nyet, ne budet dusha bezuchastna?
Spraveddivosti svetyat ogni...
Za lubov', za vezikoe bratstvo
Otdavali myi zhzni svom.
6.
Letyat, letyat goda,
A pesnya - tyi s nami vsegda:
Tebya myi pominim,
I v nebe temnom
Gorit soldatskaya zvezda.
English version
The moment of parting is nigh
You look into my eyes with alarm.
I sense you dear breath,
And far away the storm is already gathering.
A tremor ran through the blue, misty air,
Alarm touched my temples,
And Russia calls us to a feat,
A breathe is wafting from the marching regiments.
Farewell, the land of the fathers,
Remember us.
Farewell, dear glance,
Forgive-farewell, Forgive-
farewell...
Years fly by
Trains disappear in the dark.
In them -- the soldiers.
And in the dark sky
The soldier's star is shining.
In them -- the soldiers.
And in the dark sky
The soldier's star is shining.
Farewell, the land of the fathers,
Remember us.
Farewell, dear glance,
Forgive-farewell, Forgive-
farewell...
Forests, the steppe, junctions stand in the steppe
The light of the twilight, evening, morning --
So, don't forget the Slavic woman's farewell,
Repeat it to yourself in your soul!
No, the soul will not be indifferent --
The lights of justice shine...
For love, for the great fraternity
We have sacrificed our lives.
Farewell, the land of the fathers,
Remember us.
Farewell, dear glance,
Not all of us shall return.
Years fly by,
A the song -- your are always with us.
We remember you,
And in the dark sky
The soldier's star is shining.
Farewell, the land of the fathers,
Remember us.
Farewell, dear glance,
Forgive-farewell, Forgive-
farewell...
Words by Andrej Mingalyov (1990s)
Много песен мы в сердце сложили,
Воспевая родные поля.
Беззаветно тебя мы любили,
Святорусская наша земля.
Высоко ты главу поднимала -
Словно солнце твой лик воссиял.
Но ты жертвою подлости стала -
Тех, кто предал тебя и продал!
ПРИПЕВ:
И снова в поход!
Труба нас зовет!
Мы вновь встанем в строй
И все пойдем в священный бой.
Встань за Веру, Русская Земля!
Ждет победы России святыня.
Отзовись, православная рать!
Где Илья твой и где твой Добрыня?
Сыновей кличет Родина-мать.
ПРИПЕВ.
Все мы - дети великой Державы,
Все мы помним заветы отцов
Ради Знамени, Чести и Славы
Не жалей ни себя, ни врагов.
Встань, Россия, из рабского плена,
Дух победы зовет: в бой, пора!
Подними боевые знамена
Ради Правды, Красы и Добра!
ПРИПЕВ.
The post-WWII Version(Red Army Choir)
Этот марш не смолкал на перронах
когда враг заслонял горизонт.
С ним отцов наших в дымных вагонах
Поезда увозили на фронт.
Он Москву отстоял в сорок первом,
В сорок пятом шагал на Берлин,
Он солдатом прошел до Победы
По дорогам нелегких годин.
Припев:
И если в поход
Страна позовет
За край наш родной
Мы все пойдем в священный бой! (2 раза)
Шумят в полях хлеба.
Шагает Отчизна моя
К высотам счастья,
Сквозь все ненастья —
Дорогой мира и труда.
Припев:
И если в поход
Страна позовет
За край наш родной
Мы все пойдем в священный бой!
Transliteration(Red Army Choir)
Etot marsh nye smolkal na perronakh
V dni, kogda polykhal gorizont.
S nim otsov nashikh v dymnykh vagonakh
poezda uvozili na front.
On Moskvu otstoyal vsorok pervom
vsorok pyatom shagal na Berlin
On s soldaton proshol do pobedy
po dorogam nelegkim godni.
I yesliv pokhod
strana pozoviot
za kray nash rodnoy
My vse poydom vsvyshchenny boy (2 times)
Shumyat v polyakh khleba
Shagaet otchizna moya
K vysotam schast'ya skvoz' vse nenast'ya, dorogoy mira i truda
I yesliv pokhod
strana pozoviot
za kray nash rodnoy
My vse poydom vsvyshchenny boy!
The opening stanza of the original anti-war song
Ах, зачем нас забрили в солдаты,
Угоняют на Дальний Восток?
Неужели я в том виноватый,
Что я вырос на лишний вершок?
Оторвет мне иль ноги, иль руки,
На носилках меня унесут.
И за все эти страшные муки
Крест Георгия мне поднесут…
A translation
Oh, why have they drafted us
And now are rushing us to the Far East?
Is it my fault
That I have grown another 2 inches?
My legs or my arms will get blown off,
They will carry me away on a stretcher,
And for all this terrible suffering
I will be presented with the Saint George's Cross...
Saint George's was a major decoration in the Imperial Russian Army of the time, awarded to soldiers, sailors, non-commissioned officers, warrant officers and junior officers for acts of courage, self sacrifice and distinction in battle to protect the Fatherland from attack. Now restored in Russia, see
A Hebrew version was written in 1945 by singer/songwriter Haim Hefer for the Palmach. In his version of the song, Hefer coined the phrase אָנוּ פֹּה חוֹמַת מָגֵן (We are a defensive shield) used by Israel Defence Forces when naming Operation Defensive Shield in 2002.[2]
^Official ceremonial repertoire for orchestras of the Red Army (Russian: Служебно-строевой репертуар для оркестров Красной Армии - Sluzhebno-stroevoy repertuar dlya orkestrov Krasnoy Armii), Moscow, Voenizdat, 1945. The editor of this collection was the great Soviet march composer Semyon Aleksandrovich Chernetskiy (1881-1950), in 1925-1949 - Head of Military Music Service of People's Commissariat of Defense, later Ministry of Armed Forces of the Soviet Union.
Mes jours passent mes nuits pleurent et pleure le vent
Ma raison sombre et se meurt quand meurt le temps
Ce temps mort que je regrette tant et tant
Car sans toi ma vie s'arrête et je t'attend
J'attends l'air que je respire et le printemps
J'attends mes éclats de rire et mes vingt ans
Mes mers calmes et mes tempêtes en même temps
Car sans toi ma vie s'arrête et je t'attend
Je t'attend viens ne tarde pas
D'où que tu viennes qui que tu sois
Viens le temps est court
Je t'attend mon rêve inconnu
Quel est ton nom, quel est ton but
Le mien c'est c'est l'amour
Pour que mes jours se transforment et que vraiment
Ma vie par toi prenne forme a chaque instant
Parce que le vide me hante avec mon sang
Comme un peintre je t'invente et je t'attends
Mes doigts par petites touches font tes dents
Avant de croquer ta bouche éperdument
Mais ces rêves ne me laisse que tourment
Car je traîne ma détresse et je t'attends
Je t'attends viens, viens, ne tarde pas
D'où que tu viennes qui que tu sois
Viens, le temps le temps est court
Je t'attends, toi mon rêve inconnu
Quel est ton nom quel est ton but
Le mien, c'est l'amour
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Olá!
[16:56:57] Judite : Bom passatempo ao resto do domingo com música agradável do Charles Aznavour.
Haven't found it on youtube, maybe i didn't search hard enough. anyway, enjoy.
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Assunto:
Bom dia...
Data:
23/Out 10:15
... com vozes maravilhosos dos alunos italianos. Beijos mil da Judite
Composição: Eduardo Di Capua
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Che bella cosa na jurnata 'e sole,
n'aria serena doppo na tempesta!
Pe' ll'aria fresca pare gia` na festa,
che bella cosa na jurnata 'e sole.
Ma n'atu sole cchiu` bello, oje ne', 'o sole mio, sta 'nfronte a te!
O sole, 'o sole mio, sta 'nfronte a te, sta 'nfronte a te!
Quanno fa notte e 'o sole se ne scenne,
me vene quase 'na malincunia.
Sotto 'a fenesta toia restarria,
quanno fa notte e 'o sole se ne scenne.
Ma n'atu sole cchiu` bello, oje ne', 'o sole mio, sta 'nfronte a te!
O sole, 'o sole mio, sta 'nfronte a te, sta 'nfronte a te!
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Mario Lanza sing Santa Lucia .What a performance!!! Mario...the king of tenor`s!
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words by traditional . .
Sul mare luccia l'astro d'argento,
Placida è l'onda, prospero è il vento
Venite all'agile barchetta mia...
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
Con questo zeffiro, così soave
Oh! Com'è bello star su la nave!
Su passaggieri, venite via!
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
In fra le tende bandir la cena
In una sera così serena!
Chi non domanda, chi non desia?
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
Mare sì placido, vento sì caro
Scordar fa i triboli al marinaro,
E va gridando con allegria,
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
O dolce Napoli, o suol beato,
Ove sorridere volle il creato
Tu sei l'impero dell'armonia!
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
Or che tardate? Bella è la sera,
Spira un'auretta fresca e leggera,
Venite all'agile barchetta mia
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia!
Santa Lucia! Santa Lucia! KEY Bb
verse/chorus:
Bb Eb Bb F7 throughout .
Background: Marc first heard this song sung by Elvis Presley. When his mom moved to Italy in 1985, it solidified is affection for Italy. Combined now with his love of folk music, he started learning a few Italian songs. Will there be more? You never know.
Uma das mais famosas versões feita para essa música é It's Now Or Never de Elvis Presley, gravada em 1960. Ela possui a mesma melodia de "O Sole Mio", porém, a letra é em inglês, tendo sido composta por Aaron Schroeder e Wally Gold.
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Entretanto, a primeira versão em língua inglesa ocorreu em 1949, gravada por Tony Martin sob o nome de "There's no Tomorrow".
Letra
A letra é de Giovanni Capurro e a melodia foi feita por Eduardo di Capua, posteriormente foi descoberto que Alfredo Mazzucchi também participiou da composição.
"Funiculì, Funiculà" é o nome de uma canção famosa escrita pelo jornalista, poeta e cantautor italiano Giuseppe 'Peppino' Turco e musicada por Luigi Denza em 1880. Ela foi composta para celebrar a abertura do primeiro bonde ou funicular (em italiano: funicolare) do Monte Vesúvio, em 1879. Foi cantada pela primeira vez em Castellammare di Stabia no Hotel Quisisana no dia 6 de junho de 1880 e se tornou um grande sucesso. No mesmo ano, foi apresentada por Turco e Denza no Festival de Piedigrotta[1][2].
Seis anos após Funiculì, Funiculà ter sido criada, o compositor alemão Richard Strauss escutou essa música quando viajava pela Itália. Imaginando tratar-se de uma canção folclórica, ele incorporou-a em sua sinfonia Aus Italien. Denza abriu um processo contra ele e ganhou, forçando Strauss a pagar-lhe royalties todas as vezes em que Aus Italien fosse executada em público.[3]
Letra original (em dialeto napolitano)
Aieressera, oì nanninè, me ne sagliette,
tu saie addò tu saie addò
Addò 'stu core 'ngrato cchiù dispietto farme nun pò!
Addò lo fuoco coce, ma si fuie
te lassa sta!
E nun te corre appriesso, nun te struie, 'ncielo a guardà!...
Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà,
funiculì, funiculà!
Nè... jammo da la terra a la montagna! no passo nc'è!
Se vede Francia, Proceta e la Spagna...
Io veco a tte!
Tirato co la fune, ditto 'nfatto,
'ncielo se va..
Se va comm' 'à lu viento a l'intrasatto, guè, saglie sà!
Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà,
funiculì, funiculà!
Se n' 'è sagliuta, oì nè, se n' 'è sagliuta la capa già!
È gghiuta, pò è turnata, pò è venuta...
sta sempe ccà!
La capa vota, vota, attuorno, attuorno,
attuorno a tte!
Sto core canta sempe
nu taluorno
Sposammo, oì nè!
Jammo, jammo 'ncoppa, jammo jà,
funiculì, funiculà!
Tradução para o português
Ontem à tarde, meu amor, eu fui,
sabes para onde, sabes para onde?
Para onde este coração ingrato não pode me desprezar mais!
Onde o fogo queima, mas se tu foges
ele deixa estar!
E não te persegue, não te consome,para que vejas o céu!...
Vamos juntos, vamos lá,
de funicular, subindo de funicular!
Vamos do sopé à montanha, meu amor! Sem (termos de) caminhar!
Podes ver a França,a Prócida e a Espanha...
e eu te vejo!
Puxados por uma corda, antes de nos darmos conta,
vamos para o céu...
Vamos rápidos como o vento e de repente, já saímos!
Vamos juntos, vamos lá,
de funicular, subindo de funicular!
Subimos, meu amor, já chegamos ao topo!
(O funicular) Foi, e retornou, e voltou novamente...
Está sempre aqui!
O topo gira, gira, ao redor, ao redor,
ao redor de ti!
Este coração canta sempre
e não é arrogante
Vamos nos casar, meu amor!
Vamos juntos, vamos lá,
de funicular, subindo de funicular!
Traduzido com ajuda do dicionário da "Storia di Napoli" [1]
Nana Mouskouri - Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté - Berlin 14 juillet 1982
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"Je chante avec Toi Liberté"
"Choeurs des esclaves" de l'Opéra "Nabucco" de G.Verdi
G.Verdi / C.Lemesle - P.Delanoë
Arrgts. A.Goraguer
Nana Mouskouri - images d'actualitées 14 juillet 1982
A Berlin : "Je Chante avec Toi Liberté" le 14 juillet 1982
Nana Mouskouri Autobiographie,mémoires
"La fille de la chauve-soiris" cité pages 340-341
Voir revue : Jours de France No 1438 du
24au30 juillet 1982 ,reportage-photos (4 pages)
Voir Vidéo : Nana Mouskouri - images d'actualitées 1982
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Quand tu chantes Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté
Quand tu pleures je pleure aussi ta peine
Quand tu trembles je prie pour toi Liberté
Dans la joie ou les larmes je t'aime
Souviens-toi des jours de ta misère
Mon pays tes bateaux étaient tes galères
Quand tu chantes Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté
Et quand tu es absente j'espère
Qui es-tu? Religion ou bien réalité
Une idée de révolutionnaire
Moi je crois que tu es la seule vérité
La noblesse de notre humanité
Je comprends qu'on meure pour te défendre
Que l'on passe sa vie à t'attendre
Quand tu chantes Je Chante Avec Toi Liberté
Dans la joie ou les larmes je t'aime
Les chansons de l'espoir ont ton nom et ta voix
Le chemin de l'histoire nous conduira vers toi
Liberté! Liberté
Giacomo Antonio Domenico Michele Secondo Maria Puccini (1858-1924)
"O mio babbino caro", Aria (soprano) from the opera "Gianni Schicchi" (1918)
O mio babbino caro ("Oh my dear papa") is an aria from the opera Gianni Schicchi (1918) by Giacomo Puccini. It is sung by Lauretta after tensions between Schicchi and his prospective in-laws have reached a breaking point that threatens to separate her from Rinuccio, the boy she loves. It provides a contrasting interlude expressing lyrical simplicity and single-hearted love in the atmosphere of hypocrisy, jealousy, double-dealing and feuding in medieval Florence of Puccini's only comedy, and it provides the only set-piece in the through-composed conversational musical give-and-take.
Performed by Montserrat Caballé (soprano).
Libretto (Lyrics)
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Italian (original)
O mio babbino caro
Mi piace è bello, bello
Vo'andare in Porta Rossa
a comperar l'anello!
Sì, sì, ci voglio andare!
e se l'amassi indarno,
andrei sul Ponte Vecchio,
ma per buttarmi in Arno!
Mi struggo e mi tormento!
O Dio, vorrei morir!
Babbo, pietà, pietà!
Babbo, pietà, pietà!
English (translation)
O my dear papa
He pleases me, and is handsome, handsome
I want to go to Porta Rossa
to buy the ring!
Yes, yes, I want to go there!
And if my love were in vain,
I would go to the Ponte Vecchio
and throw myself in the Arno!
I am aching, I am tortured!
Oh God, I'd like to die!
Father, have pity, have pity!
Father, have pity, have pity!
The falling leaves
Drift by the window
The autumn leaves
All red and gold
I see your lips
The summer kisses
The sunburned hands
I used to hold.
Since you went away
The days grow long...
And soon I'll hear
Old winter songs
But I miss you most of all
My darling, when autumn leaves start to fall...
C'est un chanson
Qui nous ressemble
Toi qui m'aimais
Et je t'aimais
Nous vivions tous les deux ensemble
Tou qui m'aimais
Moi qui t'aimais
Mais la vie sépare
Ceux qui s'aiment
Tout doucement
Sans faire de bruit
Et la mer efface sur le sable
Les pas des amants désunis.
Since you went away
The days grow long...
And soon I'll hear
Old winter songs
But I miss you most of all
My darling, when autumn leaves start to fall...
A man realizes how short life is, how fast time flies by. When he hears the evening bells, he automatically thinks back of the spring of his life. Every sound of the heavy bells reminds him of his youth, the home he grew up in and of so many supposedly forgotten memories. At the same time, he realizes that the bells now announce him the end of his life.
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Enviado por E.B.
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"o vecherny zvon" signífica o som de sino nocturno.
leírás: A felvétel egy olasz városkában készült, ahol egy, a világ több városában indított mozgalom szemtanúi lehetünk. A táblákra angolul és olaszul az van írva: ingyen ölelés ] A többi már önmagáért beszél! A dal Leonard Cohen szerzeménye. ...(Italy/2010) . Enviado por E.B . .
segunda-feira, 23 de agosto de 2010
Assunto:
RE: AMAR É.....
Data:
23/Ago 7:40
--- Cida wrote: Amar é ter em quem pensar É razão que ninguém teria razão para nos tirar É ser só de alguém e nunca deixar esse alguém só. É acordar para a realidade do sonho. É vencer através do silêncio É ser feliz até com um pouco quando muito não é bastante. é dar anistia ao seu coração. É sonhar o sonho de quem sonha com você. É sentir saudades. É chegar perto na distância. É a força da razão. É quando os momentos são eternos. É ser adulto e se sentir criança. É viver a vida em versos e ao inverso bjosss