Very good! I enjoyed the dynamics, although the one flaw I found was on "tuto e di desire." There wasn't enough "T" on the tuto. Otherwise, the intonation was beautiful, and all the vowels were clear and on pitch. Very good, very good.
This is not about death the translation is: The gentle white swan Singing dies, and I while weeping, I reach the end of my life Strange and different fate, That he dies unconsoled, And I die blessed. Death that in the dying Fills me with all joy and desire If in dying no other pain I sense, A thousand deaths a day would content me.
Renaissance lyrics are always so scandalous. X P
I enjoyed this video very much. Thank you for posting.
purplepenguin25 1 year ago
@purplepenguin25 thanks i hope you'd also watch other videos of our group. =)
msroycee726 1 year ago
Very good! I enjoyed the dynamics, although the one flaw I found was on "tuto e di desire." There wasn't enough "T" on the tuto. Otherwise, the intonation was beautiful, and all the vowels were clear and on pitch. Very good, very good.
Galestormwolf 2 years ago
nice! check out Ust Singer's version of it... they just arrived from Spain
BIZET34 3 years ago
hussh...
right way to sing. congratulation.
Die a thousand times, because of love..
Lbmnr03 4 years ago
sex a thousand times?.... haha! :D
dolce cigno... sweet swan.... must be a horny swan... :D
kimestella 4 years ago
You realize the song is all about how the person would like to have sex a thousand times?
jerevans 4 years ago
patriotchild 4 years ago
This is a beautiful song Katrina and thank you so much for the sharing and the translation, it is very helpful to the true meaning of the song.
Hugs, Michael
mvmays 4 years ago
The white and sweet swan
dies singing, and I,
weeping, reach the end of my life.
Strange and different fate,
that he dies disconsolate
and I die a blessed death,
which in dying fills me
full of joy and desire.
If in dying, were I to feel no other pain,
I would be content to die a thousand deaths a day.
Jakeakakc 3 years ago
WTF?
Jakeakakc 3 years ago
Renaissance... sex equated with death, or losing a piece of your soul to another. Hard to grasp, I know, but that's what the poet was implying.
jerevans 3 years ago
lol I never read the sex part... but oh well if that's what it means
Jakeakakc 3 years ago
beautiful...tears to my eyes
annie6178 4 years ago