How many times have you tried to sing one of the most pupular Italian song Nel Blu dipinto di blu, better known as Volare, cantare?
Every time you listen to it, it sounds so fresh and modern, but it is about 60 years old! Domenico Modugno (a singer originally from the region of Apulia) sang for the first time at Sanremo Festival in 1957, and he won.
Since then, the song was immediately sung by all the Italians and they felt proud of their identity. Sanremo Festival is still an important festival for Italian pop music, but still keeping its charm and prestige. That is a big show which divide the Italians’ points of view. Many Italians hate Sanremo because they consider it as a senseless show with commercial music, and it does not represent at its best the Italian beauty of the traditional Bel Canto.
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On the other hand, many other Italians are in love with Sanremo Festival, with the artists and their style,all the gossips beyond the show, the special guests, the lyrics, the live music by a professional orchestra.
The melody of the Italian language and its endless charm is part of the Italian DNA. The song “Nel blu, dipinto di blu” by Domenico Modugno, deals with a romantic dream… Flying and singing, he flies up happily to the blue sky and when it is already day all his dreams are taken away by the moon. But he keeps on dreaming in the blue eyes of his woman, as blue as a blue starry sky and her voice sounds as sweet as a melody:
The lyrics of this song are a perfect text for a good reading and practise your pronunciation thanks to all the ending Italian vowels: A-O-U-E-I!
Volare… oh, oh!…
Cantare… oh, oh, oh, oh!
Nel blu, dipinto di blu,
felice di stare quaggiù.
E continuo a volare felice più in alto del sole ed ancora più su,
mentre il mondo pian piano scompare negli occhi tuoi blu,
la tua voce è una musica dolce che suona per me…”
Let’s sing then..
Penso che un sogno così non ritorni mai più;
mi dipingevo le mani e la faccia di blu,
poi d’improvviso venivo dal vento rapito
e incominciavo a volare nel cielo infinito…
Volare… oh, oh!…
Cantare… oh, oh, oh, oh!
Nel blu, dipinto di blu,
felice di stare lassù.
Volare… oh, oh!…
Cantare… oh, oh, oh, oh!
Nel blu, dipinto di blu,
felice di stare lassù.
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