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THE LYRIC OF CHE GELIDA MANINA , MICHAEL BOLTON'S SONG

 

 

The lyric of Che Gelida Manina, Michael Bolton's song

(La boheme)(How cold your little hand is!)

Che gelida manina! Se la lasci riscaldar.
Cercar che giova? Al buio non si trova.
Ma per fortuna e una notte di luna
e qui la luna l abbiiamo vicina.
Aspettisignorinale diro con due parole chi son
chi sone che facciocome vivoVuole?
Chi son? Chi son? Son un poeta.
Che cosa faccio? Scrivo. E come vivo? Vivo.
In poverta mia lieta scialo da gran signore
rimi ed inni d amore.
Per sogni e per chimere e per castelli in aria
l anima ho milionaria.
Talor del mio forziere ruban tutti
i gioielle due ladri: gli occhi belli.
V entrar con voi pur ora ed i miei sogni usati
ed i bei sogni miei tosto si dileguar!
Ma il furto non m accora poiche
poiche v ha preso stanza la speranza.
Or che mi conoscete parlate voi.
Deh parlate. Chi siete? Vi piaccia dir?
SYNOPSES
It is Christmas Eve on Paris Left Bank. Rodolfo is at home
writing when a stranger knocks at the door. It is Mimia neighborwho needs to
borrow a match to relight her candle. Mimi is barely out the doorwhen she
realizes she has lost her key. As they search for itRodolfos hand falls upon
hers.
ENGLISH TRANSLATION
How cold your little hand is! Will you let me warm it for you?
Why bother looking? It s darkand we won t find it.
It s our good luckthoughthis night s filled with moonlight
up here the moonlight could rest on our shoulders.
Please waitmy dear young ladyand I will quickly tell you
who stands before youand what I do
how I make my living. May I?
Who am I? What am I? I am a poet.
What keeps me busy? Writing! And what do I live on? Nothing!
In poverty I m cheerfulI am a prince who squanders
arias and couplets of longing.
And as for hopes and dreams of love and castles-in-the-air
MissI am a millionaire!
My fortress could be broken inrobbed clean of the fine jewels
I store; if the theives were eyes like yours.
And now that I have seen youall of my lovely dreaming
all of the sweetest dreams I ve dreamtquickly have slipped away.
This theft does not upset mebecause such treasures
mean nothing now that I m rich with sweet hope!
And now that you have met meI ask you please
Tell meladywho you areI ask you please!

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