Luyện nghe bài hát Che Gelida Manina

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

Che manina! se la lasci riscaldar.
che giova? 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, vivo, vuole?
Chi chi son? son un poeta.
Che cosa faccio? scrivo. e come vivo.
In poverta mia lieta da gran signore
ed inni d'amore.
Per sogni e per chimere e per in aria
ho milionaria.
Talor del mio forziere ruban
I due ladri: gli occhi belli.
V'entrar con voi pur ora ed I miei usati,
Ed I bei sogni tosto si dileguar!
Ma il furto non poiche,
Poiche preso stanza la speranza.
Or che mi parlate voi.
Deh parlate. chi siete? vi piaccia

It is christmas eve on left bank. rodolfo is at home
Writing a stranger knocks at the door. it is mimi, a neighbor, who needs to
Borrow a to relight her candle. mimi is barely out the door, when she
Realizes she has lost her key. as they search for it, hand falls upon
Hers.
translation
How cold little hand is! will you let me warm it for you?
Why bother looking? dark, and we won't find it.
It's our good luck, though, this night's with moonlight,
Up here the could rest on our shoulders.
Please wait, my young lady, and I will quickly tell you
Who before you, and what I do,
How I my living. may i?
Who am i? am i? I am a poet.
What keeps me busy? writing! and what do I 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 in, robbed clean of the fine jewels
I store; if the theives eyes like yours.
And now that I seen you, all of my lovely dreaming,
All of the sweetest dreams I've dreamt, quickly slipped away.
This theft does not upset me, because such
Mean nothing now that I'm rich sweet hope!
And now that you met me, I ask you please,
me, lady, who you are, I ask you please!