Un bel dì vedremo

I was brought up on Victoria de los Angeles. Since being a young teenager her voice and this song in particular has made me cry. We were listening to her this evening, then I saw the dverse prompt and thought that I knew the answer.

There’s a bit of Madama Butterfly at the end, because opera and operatic singing is Puccini.

 

There is a place,

there must be,

where people listen to this song,

or one not too dissimilar,

and they weep.

That is the place

where I would live,

where the beauty of the deer

is in its graceful leap,

the bird glory in the trees, the air,

the smile of an old lady

with no money in the bank.

Tell that to those who seek paradise,

listen,

and weep.

 

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Jane Dougherty

I used to do lots of things I didn't much enjoy. Now I am officially a writer. It's what I always wanted to be.

49 thoughts on “Un bel dì vedremo”

    1. Thank you, Penny 🙂 I couldn’t think of anything more uplifting than this. Other arias, other songs, other singers, but the result is the same. You either feel it or you don’t.

  1. Put a cello in any music and I get very emotional. You had me with the old lady smiling without money in the bank; for she knows or understands something many of us have missed along the way.

    1. The cello is a beautiful instrument, I agree. I wish that old lady could have spoken to the garage owner from TexasI heard interviewed today who thinks Trump is wonderful because ‘I’ve never earned so much money.’

      1. I guess Stalin used to have a favorite nursery rhyme that would make him very emotional. Dmitri Shostakovich ‘quoted’ it in his second cello concerto and many thought it was supposed to be a mockery but I think it made the murdering dictator a little soft for the composer. I mean, Shostakovich didn’t disappear in the middle of the night like most of his artist friends did…

  2. I LOVE this! ‘Un bel di’ was the first piece of opera my headbanger of a husband ever heard; I introduced him to Puccini and he fell in love with Madame Butterfly and, later, ‘La Boheme’. He has shown an interest in other operas too, but Puccini is our main love!

  3. Oh my … what a heavenly voice in this first audio you shared with us. Absolutely exquisite!
    And these beautiful words:
    “where the beauty of the deer
    is in its graceful leap”
    Funny – we’re playing the soundtrack of Hamilton because we will see the play tomorrow night….but to listen to this voice, sublime.

    1. Thank you, Lillian. She was my mother’s favourite singer. She has such a pure voice. I don’t know what Hamilton is, but I do think that if this kind of voice doesn’t stir the nerve endings, then there’s something wrong 🙂

  4. your poem was really so beautiful Jane. I have not heard her before and coincidentally will attend a Madame Butterfly opera here at month’s end, music moves me very much, most types, the melody of music and lyrics does lift us to a higher level of consciousness. an utopia of the mind.

    1. I think that’s what I wanted to get across. It isn’t just the music, it’s the emotion. If you don’t hear how beautiful it is, and let it stir some finer feeling inside, there’s something not quite right.

  5. I’ve categoriesed Music. There are two types, there are ones which I consider noise and the other type is which I consider love. I like singing too😊

  6. I’m just getting to this because I wanted to have time to play the music. Beautiful, Jane, the poem and the music. This music definitely moves me to tears. Her voice is sublime.

    I enjoyed reading the comments above, too. 🙂

    1. I’m glad you enjoyed Victoria. She had one of those operatic voices that sounds like a real woman singing, as if she’d be as happy singing lullabies to a baby in a cradle. I’d worry about anyone who’s eyes were dry after listening to her.

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