Rosa Ponselle - Un bel di vedremo 1919

Puccini - Madama Butterfly / Un bel di vedremo
Rosa Ponselle (1897-1981)
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Lyric:
Un bel dì, vedremo
levarsi un fil di fumo
sull'estremo confin del mare.
E poi la nave appare.
Poi la nave bianca
entra nel porto,
romba il suo saluto.
Vedi? È venuto!
Io non gli scendo incontro. Io no.
Mi metto là sul ciglio del colle e aspetto,
e aspetto gran tempo
e non mi pesa,
la lunga attesa.

E uscito dalla folla cittadina,
un uomo, un picciol punto
s'avvia per la collina.
Chi sarà? chi sarà?
E come sarà giunto
che dirà? che dirà?
Chiamerà Butterfly dalla lontana.
Io senza dar risposta
me ne starò nascosta
un po' per celia
e un po' per non morire
al primo incontro;
ed egli alquanto in pena
chiamerà, chiamerà:
"Piccina mogliettina,
olezzo di verbena"
i nomi che mi dava al suo venire.
(a Suzuki)
Tutto questo avverrà,
te lo prometto.
Tienti la tua paura,
io con sicura fede l'aspetto.

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Lásd, egy szép nap végre
Füstfelhő száll az égre,
Ott a távoli láthatáron
Hajó jön habzó áron,
Vakító szép színben
Surran most a révbe.
A vezényszó harsan,

Látod? megáll szép lassan.
Nem megyek én elébe,
Nem én,
Azt mondom, szépen, csendesen várom
A dombon,
A- vágyakozás nem égeti szívem,
Csak várom híven...
Ott lenn a város telve tarka néppel,
Egy pont, egy pici hangya,
Egy férfi a dombra lépdel,
Ki jön ott? Ki jön ott?
fm hallatszik a hangja,
Mit is mond? Mit is mond
fgy kiált: Butterfly!
Tisztán megértem...
Ám én egy szót sem szólok,
Hadd rejtsenek a lombok,
Bujósdit játszom és úgy félek,
Hogy nyomban meg kell halnom...
Ő akármeddig hívhat százszorszép neveken
Te icipici asszony, te áprilisi illat,
E szép neveket mind ő adta nékem...

Mindez úgy leszen, mintha csak most lenne...
Ám félj, ha szíved gyenge,
Én híven bízom benne
És várom!...

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• butterfly
• rosa
• ponselle
• un
• bel
• di
• vedremo
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[francesca7564]

Compliments et merci pour le post !

[rosaponselleart]

@francesca7564

Merci.

M.

[AuthenticFeirce]

This is the greatest reading of this aria.

[rosaponselleart]

@AuthenticFeirce

Yes, it is. Thak you for your comment.

r.

[saagua1953]

She would have been the definitive Butterfly for all time if the Met had allowed her to sing this opera. Ditto with Tosca.

[Arellessful]

Rosa sings this with a subtle emotion and vulnerability that astonishes.

Thanks so much.

[lewashcliffe]

My God, what beauty. Rosa was only 22 years old at the time of this recording, a perfect age for the very young Cio Cio San, and sung with such heart-breaking passion and clarity of tone. A perfect voice, used utterly to perfection. The only rival to Rosa's interpretation was the great Emmy Destinn. Thank you for sharing this amazing recording.

[operalament]

when I fall into a rather melancholy state, as i often do when listening to great singrs of the past, I always think of the words of Wordsworth. Though nothing can bring back the hour of spendor in the grass, of glory in the flower, we will grieve not, rather find strength in what remains behind. In the primal sympathy that having been will forever be, in the joy that springs out of human suffering in the faith that looks through death, in the years that bring the philosophic mind. Thanks

[Katinka1ful]

Hey. I was wondering if you could tell me what orchestra this is? And possibly any more details about this recording. I would be really grateful as I'm writing an essay on this recording and if I had abit more information that would be really helpful :)

[francesca7564]

@abracadabranque

Tellement belle voix du passé , parvenue jusqu'à nous cependant ...

Je t'embrasse .

[abracadabranque]

Les aigus font "tûût",mais il y a une densité humaine et musicale dans cette version.