Luyện nghe bài hát Che Gelida Manina

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

Che gelida manina! se la riscaldar.
Cercar che al buio non si trova.
Ma per e una notte di luna,
E qui la l'abbiiamo vicina.
Aspetti, signorina, le diro con due 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
Rimi ed d'amore.
Per sogni e per chimere e per castelli in
ho milionaria.
Talor del mio forziere ruban
I gioielle due gli occhi belli.
V'entrar con voi pur ora ed I sogni usati,
Ed I bei miei tosto si dileguar!
Ma il furto non poiche,
Poiche preso stanza la speranza.
Or che mi conoscete voi.
Deh parlate. chi siete? vi dir?

It is christmas eve on left bank. rodolfo is at home
Writing when a 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
she has lost her key. as they search for it, rodolfos' hand falls upon
Hers.
English
How cold your little hand is! will you let me it for you?
Why bother looking? dark, and we won't find it.
It's our good luck, though, this night's filled 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 do I live on? nothing!
In I'm cheerful, I am a prince who squanders
Arias and of longing.
And as for and dreams of love and castles-in-the-air,
Miss, I am a millionaire!
My could be broken in, robbed clean of the fine jewels
I if the theives were eyes like yours.
And now that I have seen you, all of my dreaming,
All of the dreams I've dreamt, quickly have slipped away.
This does not upset me, because such treasures
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!