WHEN in the course of human Events, it becomes necessary….
“Tramontate, stelle! All’alba vincerò! vincerò, vincerò!” Updated now with the Italian Airforce
byVanderleunonMarch 14, 2020
Maurizio Marchini Serenades City of Florence from his Balcony. During Italy’s quarantine, tenor and opera singer Maurizio Marchini wanted to give people hope and joy. So he went to his balcony and serenaded the entire town of Florence. The song is “Nobody Shall Sleep.” [Nessun Dorma] and ends with “with the dawn, I will win.”
The Italian Airforce gives a Big Emotional lift to their Nation with Pavarotti Singing Nessun Dorma
Huge. I wanted all of the lyrics. Had to look ’em up. My junior year abroad level Italian ain’t what it used to be.
“None shall sleep,
None shall sleep!
Even you, oh Princess,
In your cold room,
Watch the stars,
That tremble with love
And with hope.
But my secret is hidden within me,
My name no one shall know,
No… no…
On your mouth, I will tell it,
When the light shines.
And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!
(No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.)
Vanish, o night!
Set, stars! Set, stars!
At dawn, I will win!
I will win!
I will win!”
Rob De WittMarch 14, 2020, 11:41 AM
And herewith I invite public opprobrium…..
I bet he didn’t sing it again that day.
As a soon-to-be 75-year-old lifelong singer, my first response is “A little strain, there, Mo.”
Strength is great, but pushing is never a substitute for placement. Just sayin.
JackMarch 14, 2020, 2:25 PM
I love classic and crossover singers and especially the younger one who, God love’em, just didn’t exist when I was a sprout. They seem to come out of nowhere and their ages are often ridiculous to have such powerful voices. The great enjoyment of them is to watch them develop as their training and maturity emerges.
Probably one of my favs is Amira Willighagen, a 16 year old Dutch singer who now lives in S. Africa. She has performed all over the world and does a blaze job on Nessun Dorma but her performance of Nella Fantasia, roughly three years ago is very much worth the viewing. Sarah Brightman, thank you so very much.
Mr. De Witt, No brickbats from this quarter whatsoever, but my take is that the performance was one off, and maybe captured on a phone. It was not polished, and it was a little bumpy, but it was timely. Who would not want to know more about the mechanics of singing such a thing? Well, I would, and I think other AD readers would, and if you would elaborate, it would be fascinating. So few of us can sing at all. It is magical and to many a mystery.
betty cairnsMarch 22, 2020, 3:37 PM
What panache-what a glorious nation-Bella Italia
Rob De WittMarch 22, 2020, 7:54 PM
Missy,
Listen to Pavarotti sing that aria. When he ascends to that first Bb on “Dilegua notte, tramontate stelle” it not only seems certain that he’ll reach the note, it seems inevitable that there is no limit to his range. That’s called “headroom,” meaning however high he goes, there’s always more. The guy on the balcony didn’t have it that time, and used the muscles in his throat to guide the tone into the head resonance, a significant no-no in the bel canto dodge.
Those muscles are tiny, and exhaust themselves quickly – and permanently, if you insist on doing things like Satchmo impressions for any length of time.
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My head knocks against the stars.
My feet are on the hilltops.
My finger-tips are in the valleys and shores of universal life.
Down in the sounding foam of primal things I reach my hands and play with pebbles of destiny.
I have been to hell and back many times.
I know all about heaven, for I have talked with God.
I dabble in the blood and guts of the terrible.
I know the passionate seizure of beauty
And the marvelous rebellion of man at all signs reading “Keep Off.”
My name is Truth and I am the most elusive captive in the universe.
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Men saw the stars at the edge of the sea
They thought great thoughts about liberty
Poets wrote down words that did fit
Writers wrote books
Thinkers thought about it
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
Many’s the road I have walked upon
Many’s the hour between dusk and dawn
Many’s the time
Many’s the mile
I see it all now
Through the eyes of a child
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
Lost dreams and found dreams
In America
In America
In America
And close your eyes
Leave it all for a while
Leave the world
And your worries behind
You will build on whatever is real
And wake up each day
To a new waking dream
Take it where you find it
Can’t leave it alone
You will find a purpose
To carry it on
Mainly when you find it
Your heart will be strong
About it
[Chorus]
Change, change come over
Change come over
Talkin’ about a change
Change, change
Change come over, now
Change, change, change come over
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I’m gonna walk down the street
Until I see
My shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
I see my light
See my light
See my shining light
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Bravo!
Standing ovation here and from the streets below.
Huge. I wanted all of the lyrics. Had to look ’em up. My junior year abroad level Italian ain’t what it used to be.
“None shall sleep,
None shall sleep!
Even you, oh Princess,
In your cold room,
Watch the stars,
That tremble with love
And with hope.
But my secret is hidden within me,
My name no one shall know,
No… no…
On your mouth, I will tell it,
When the light shines.
And my kiss will dissolve the silence that makes you mine!
(No one will know his name and we must, alas, die.)
Vanish, o night!
Set, stars! Set, stars!
At dawn, I will win!
I will win!
I will win!”
And herewith I invite public opprobrium…..
I bet he didn’t sing it again that day.
As a soon-to-be 75-year-old lifelong singer, my first response is “A little strain, there, Mo.”
Strength is great, but pushing is never a substitute for placement. Just sayin.
I love classic and crossover singers and especially the younger one who, God love’em, just didn’t exist when I was a sprout. They seem to come out of nowhere and their ages are often ridiculous to have such powerful voices. The great enjoyment of them is to watch them develop as their training and maturity emerges.
Probably one of my favs is Amira Willighagen, a 16 year old Dutch singer who now lives in S. Africa. She has performed all over the world and does a blaze job on Nessun Dorma but her performance of Nella Fantasia, roughly three years ago is very much worth the viewing. Sarah Brightman, thank you so very much.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z_WyjEj5DW8
Mr. De Witt, No brickbats from this quarter whatsoever, but my take is that the performance was one off, and maybe captured on a phone. It was not polished, and it was a little bumpy, but it was timely. Who would not want to know more about the mechanics of singing such a thing? Well, I would, and I think other AD readers would, and if you would elaborate, it would be fascinating. So few of us can sing at all. It is magical and to many a mystery.
What panache-what a glorious nation-Bella Italia
Missy,
Listen to Pavarotti sing that aria. When he ascends to that first Bb on “Dilegua notte, tramontate stelle” it not only seems certain that he’ll reach the note, it seems inevitable that there is no limit to his range. That’s called “headroom,” meaning however high he goes, there’s always more. The guy on the balcony didn’t have it that time, and used the muscles in his throat to guide the tone into the head resonance, a significant no-no in the bel canto dodge.
Those muscles are tiny, and exhaust themselves quickly – and permanently, if you insist on doing things like Satchmo impressions for any length of time.