Luyện nghe bài hát Che Gelida Manina

(la boheme)(how cold your hand is!)

Che manina! se la lasci riscaldar.
Cercar che al buio non si trova.
Ma per fortuna e una di luna,
E qui la luna vicina.
Aspetti, signorina, le con due parole chi son,
Chi son, e che faccio, come vivo,
Chi son? chi son un poeta.
Che faccio? scrivo. e come vivo? vivo.
In poverta mia scialo da gran signore
ed inni d'amore.
Per sogni e per chimere e per castelli in
ho milionaria.
Talor del mio forziere tutti
I gioielle due gli occhi belli.
con voi pur ora ed I miei sogni usati,
Ed I bei sogni tosto si dileguar!
Ma il non m'accora poiche,
v'ha preso stanza la speranza.
Or che mi parlate voi.
Deh parlate. chi siete? vi dir?

It is christmas eve on paris' bank. rodolfo is at home
when a stranger knocks at the door. it is mimi, a neighbor, who needs to
Borrow a match to relight her candle. mimi is out the door, when she
Realizes she has lost her key. as they search for it, rodolfos' falls upon
Hers.
English
How cold your little hand is! will you let me it for you?
Why bother looking? it's dark, and we find it.
It's our good luck, though, this filled with moonlight,
Up here the could rest on our shoulders.
Please wait, my dear lady, and I will quickly tell you
Who stands before you, and I do,
How I my living. may i?
Who am i? am i? I am a poet.
What keeps me writing! and what do I live on? nothing!
In I'm cheerful, I am a prince who squanders
and couplets of longing.
And as for and dreams of love and castles-in-the-air,
Miss, I am a millionaire!
My fortress could be broken in, robbed clean of the fine
I if the theives were eyes like yours.
And now that I seen you, all of my lovely dreaming,
All of the sweetest dreams dreamt, quickly have slipped away.
This theft does not upset me, because such
Mean nothing now I'm rich with sweet hope!
And now that you met me, I ask you please,
me, lady, who you are, I ask you please!