Luciano Pavarotti. "Non t'amo più" (composer Francesco Paolo Tosti 1846-1916).

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  • เผยแพร่เมื่อ 20 ก.ค. 2020
  • From the documentary movie Pavarotti and the Italian Tenor (FULL documentary) (1992).
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  • @bettyca99
    @bettyca99 3 หลายเดือนก่อน +1

    WHAT A BEAUTIFUL AND UNIQUE PERFORMANCE

  • @euterpeammiratore2895
    @euterpeammiratore2895  3 ปีที่แล้ว

    Do you still remember the day that we met;
    Do you still remember your promises?
    Crazy from love I followed you, we were enamored with each other
    And I dreamed next to you, crazy from love.
    I dreamed, happily, of caresses and kisses
    A chain fading away into the sky:
    But your words were misleading,
    Because your soul is made of ice.
    Do you still remember?
    Do you still remember?
    Now my faith, my immense desire;
    My dream of love isn’t you anymore:
    I don’t search for your kisses, I don’t think of you.
    I dream of another ideal; I don’t love you anymore.
    In the dear days that we spent together
    I scattered flowers at your feet
    You were the only hope of my heart
    You were the only thought in my mind
    You watched me beg, turning pale
    You watched me cry before you
    Only to satisfy your desire, I
    Had given my blood and my faith.
    Do you still remember?
    Do you still remember?
    Now my faith, my immense desire;
    My dream of love isn’t you anymore:
    I don’t search for your kisses, I don’t think of you.
    I dream of another ideal; I don’t love you anymore.

  • @euterpeammiratore2895
    @euterpeammiratore2895  3 ปีที่แล้ว

    Ricordi ancora il dì che c'incontrammo,
    Le tue promesse le ricordi ancor...?
    Folle d'amore io ti seguii ...ci amammo,
    E accanto a te sognai, folle d'amor.
    Sognai felice, di carezze a baci
    Una catena dileguante in ciel;
    Ma le parole tue... furon mendaci...
    Perchè l'anima tua è fatta di gel.
    Or la mia fede, il desiderio immenso
    Il mio sogno d'amor...non sei più tu:
    I tuoi baci non cerco, a te non penso...
    Sogno un altro ideal; non t'amo più.
    Nei cari giorni che pasamo ineieme
    Io cosparsi di fiori il tuo sentier
    Tu fosti del mio cor l'unica speme
    Tu della mente l'unico pensier
    Tu m'hai visto pregare, impallidire,
    Piangere tu mhai visto innanzi a te
    Io sol per appagare un tuo desire
    Avrei dato il mio sangue a la mia fè...
    Te ne ricordi ancor?
    Te ne ricordi ancor?
    Or la mia fede, il desiderio immenso
    Il mio sogno d'amor...non sei più tu:
    I tuoi baci non cerco, a te non penso...
    Sogno un altro ideal; non t'amo più.