Luyện nghe bài hát Che Gelida Manina

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

Che manina! se la lasci riscaldar.
Cercar che al buio non si trova.
Ma per e una notte di luna,
E qui la luna vicina.
Aspetti, signorina, le diro con due chi son,
Chi son, e che faccio, come vivo,
Chi chi son? 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 ruban tutti
I gioielle due ladri: gli belli.
V'entrar con voi pur ora ed I miei usati,
Ed I bei sogni tosto si dileguar!
Ma il non m'accora poiche,
Poiche v'ha preso la speranza.
Or che mi conoscete voi.
Deh parlate. chi vi piaccia dir?

It is eve on paris' left bank. rodolfo is at home
Writing a stranger knocks at the door. it is mimi, a neighbor, who needs to
a match to relight her candle. mimi is barely out the door, when she
Realizes she has lost her key. as search for it, rodolfos' hand falls upon
Hers.
translation
How cold your little hand is! will you let me warm it for
Why bother looking? dark, and we won't find it.
It's our good luck, though, this night's filled moonlight,
Up here the moonlight rest on our shoulders.
Please wait, my young 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 me busy? 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, clean of the fine jewels
I store; if the theives eyes like yours.
And now I have seen you, all of my lovely dreaming,
All of the sweetest dreams I've dreamt, quickly have away.
theft does not upset me, because such treasures
Mean now that I'm rich with sweet hope!
And now you have met me, I ask you please,
me, lady, who you are, I ask you please!