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    Pizza and half a bottle of white wine. This means I'm going to write in Italian:

    E lucean le stelle
    e olezzava la terra
    e un passo sfiorava la rena
    stridea l'uscio dell'orto
    entrava ella fragrante
    mi cadea fra le braccia

    O dolci baciiiiiiiiiiiii o languide carezzeeeeeee
    mentr'io fremente le belle forme discioglieiaaaaaa
    dai veliiiiiiiiiii

    Svanì per sempre il sogno miooooooo d'amoreeeeee
    l'ora è fuggitaaaaaaaaaaa
    e muoio disperatooooooo
    e muoio disperaaaaaaaaaatooooo
    e non ho amatoooooooooooo
    mai tanto la vitaaaaaaaaaa
    tanto la vita
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    Tosca
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      CommentAuthorgiacoma
    • CommentTimeNov 14th 2009
     
    You're in a tragic mood tonight Val, Lucevan le stelle is so intense!
    What is your favourite opera...err, I mean both when you're drunk or sober.
    I love Madam Butterfly, I sometimes feel like Cho-Cho San waiting for her man to come!
    I like Pagliacci too.
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    Does tosca = *hic*?
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      CommentAuthorgiacoma
    • CommentTimeNov 14th 2009
     
    Op you might be right! There is a part in the song in which it is said: tu azzurro hai l'occhio, Tosca ha l'occhio nero (you have a blue eye, Tosca has a black eye). Does that mean she was drunk and fell down the stairs?
    :shocked:
    • CommentAuthormrsthing
    • CommentTimeNov 14th 2009
     
    And lucean the stars
    and olezzava the earth
    and a step grazed the rena
    stridea l'uscio dell' garden
    it entered fragrante
    cadea me between the arms

    Or cakies kisses or languide caresses
    mentr' I fremente them beautiful forms discioglieia
    from the sails

    It vanished in order always the dream mine d' love
    l' now it is escaped
    and I die deprived of hope
    and I die deprived of hope
    and I have not loved
    never a lot the life
    a lot the life
    • CommentAuthormrsthing
    • CommentTimeNov 14th 2009
     
    Babel Fish
    • CommentAuthormrsthing
    • CommentTimeNov 14th 2009
     
    My friend Stephanie Gregory, an up-and-coming opera singer, does Tosca so beautifully. I was lucky enough to see her perform it, and she was just riveting! She performs in Europe (la Scala, sometimes), so if you ever get a chance to see her, do so! She's wonderful!

    • CommentAuthormrsthing
    • CommentTimeNov 14th 2009
     
    And John, she's single...and has a Masters in Music from Yale...:wink::wink:
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    No Tosca was not drunk. She was desperate because Mario, his lover was shot. That aria I wrote was a Mario Cavaradossi's aria. He knew he was going to be shot to death but Tosca didn't know, she thought it was a...mise en scéne. Understand? If not you're perfectly right, Op.

    Gia, my favourite operas are Tosca and Pagliacci, both when I'm drunk or sober.
    I never saw Tosca live, though, only on tv. Mario was Placido Domingo. I had a crush on him when I was 17. I saw him as Canio in Pagliacci in Verona. He was great.
    I saw Madame Butterfly live at the theatre Carlo Felice in Genova. Puccini's one of my favourite composers. Hic.
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    <code>Op you might be right! There is a part in the song in which it is said: tu azzurro hai l'occhio, Tosca ha l'occhio nero (you have a blue eye, Tosca has a black eye). Does that mean she was drunk and fell down the stairs?</code>

    LOL! Recondita armonia! That's the tile of that aria.
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    *title
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      CommentAuthorgiacoma
    • CommentTimeNov 14th 2009
     
    MrsT. I like your version of Lucean the stars! It sounds so Italish/Englian!
    • CommentAuthormrsthing
    • CommentTimeNov 14th 2009
     
    It wasn't mine, it was Babel Fish's. It's such a sucky translation program, but it's so fun to use. I got some good laughs.
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    Mrsthing...I try to translate it but I'm not at my best.

    The stars were shining
    the ground was smelling good
    and a step grazed the sand
    the door of the garden squeaked
    she, perfuming, came in

    Oh sweet kisses, oh languid caresses
    while I, quivering, undressed her beautiful body

    My dream of love vanished forever
    The hour is over
    and i die as a desperate man
    and I die as a desperate man
    and I've never loved life this way
    never loved life this way




    very approximate

    sorry. hic
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    the door...the gate is better, I think
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    Oh the opera Le Cricket Noises!

    Love it!


    In English:

    Your little legs they shiver
    I press on them and you quiver
    Little Cricket, Le Cricket Noise!

    We hump in a shadow
    they hear us
    Cricket leg rub-rub-rub!
    The people they curse us
    for the beautiful love-making
    we be making

    Little Cricket, Little Cricket, Little Cricket!
    Lalalalalalalala
    Criiiiiiiiiiiiiiick!
    Snap Snap Click!
    Little Cricket, Little Cricket, Little Cricket!
    Lalalalalalalalala
    Criiiiiiiiiiiiiick!
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    Oh! Oh! I know baci = kiss because of the chocolates! Mmmmmm yummy chocolates... I think I still have some stashed somewhere...



    :hungry:


    "My dream of love vanished forever, The hour is over" - Is that aria about a hooker?
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    :rolling: NO! But you made me laugh!
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    Yum...Perugina's Baci
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    Yep. There's nothing like a whipped Italian.
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      CommentAuthorgiacoma
    • CommentTimeNov 15th 2009
     
    Gorgeous choccolate!
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      CommentAuthorLozzykinz
    • CommentTimeNov 15th 2009
     
    Us Brits could outdrink you Italians.
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    No doubt about it, Lozzy.
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    Mmmm...I want that chocolate!
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      CommentAuthorgiacoma
    • CommentTimeNov 15th 2009
     
    I am just eating one now...yum!
    • CommentAuthormrsthing
    • CommentTimeNov 15th 2009
     
    I think the Russians could out-drink all of us combined!
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      CommentAuthorLozzykinz
    • CommentTimeNov 15th 2009
     
    Nah.

    The Irish.
    • CommentAuthormrsthing
    • CommentTimeNov 16th 2009
     
    Oooohh...maybe that's where I get it from. I have Irish ancestry.
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