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Ancora quantu tiempo adda passare Io da ccà dinto me ne voglio ascire Ma tengo la paciénza di aspettare Carcere 'e mare E Aspetto o' viénto che me fa vulare E aspetto o' sole che me fa asciuttare E aspetto o' suonno pe' poté sognare Carcere 'e mare Dio che m'e dato 'a voce pe' cantare E che m'e dato l'uocchie pe' guardare M'e dato 'e braccia pe' farme faticare Carcere 'e mare E ancora quantu tiempo adda passare Io da ccà dinto me ne voglio ascire Ma tengo la paciénza di aspettare Carcere 'e mare

Bravissimo! Uno dei miei brani preferiti!

Do you have the full version please?

BRAVISSIMO FRANCESCO, JA das ist 'musika' für mich! als DSV-skilehrer und WSV-fahrtenleiter kannte ich nur die dolomiten im winterkleid. weiterhin viel erfolg mit eurer musik!!!!

Come posso fare per avere la base completa?

Ciao vorrei sapere se si può avere tutta la base

I have emailed

Promo`SM

come on

do it now now

can you do this song but the full instrumental version

can you make the instrumental for the song our school nativity from nativity the musical

fab

how do you make these instrumentals

Amazing

Mi servirebbe anche di questa la base completa

Ciao scusami per avere la base completa ?

Purtroppo non è nella mia tonalità ma mi piace molto l'energia!

Emailed you 🙂

Ma quelle È!!!? Orribili!!

W Maria 😇

thank you. A happy thanks from Jeremiah Valeska.

La mia Sarah. ..

Perchèèèèèèèè!!! non si può sentire sta Santa Chiara!!

Devo cantarla prossimamente e prendo spunto anche dal vecchio te ... Bellissima versione. E sono anche Certo che oggi la faresti mille volte meglio! ❤️

Κύριοι μου καλοί, με πληρώνετε εδώ, και σας κάνω όλα τα γούστα και μου ρίχνετε πεντάρες και σας λέω ευχαριστώ στο φτηνό ξενοδοχείο στη φτηνή την προκυμαία και δεν ξέρετε σε ποια μιλάτε (μα δεν ξέρετε σε ποια μιλάτε) Μα ένα βράδυ βουητό στο λιμάνι κι όλοι λεν τι είν’ αυτό το βουητό και αλλάζω τα σεντόνια και γελάω κι όλοι λεν (αυτή γιατί γελάει) Κι ένα μαύρο καράβι με πενήντα κανόνια στο λιμάνι έχει μπει Κύριοι μου καλοί σας λυπάμαι καθώς παζαρεύω ποιον θα πάρω τη νυχτιά γιατί σε κρεβάτι απόψε δε θα κοιμηθεί κανείς μα σας λέω την ταρίφα και γελάω κρυφά που δεν ξέρετε ποια είμαι εγώ(που δε μάθατε ποια είμ’ εγώ) Και μέσα στη νύχτα ουρλιαχτό στο λιμάνι κι όλοι λεν’ τι ’ναι αυτό το ουρλιαχτό και ορμάω στο παράθυρο με γέλια κι όλοι λεν (τι πανηγυρίζει) Και το μαύρο καράβι κατά πάνω στην πόλη τα κανόνια γυρνά Κύριοι μου καλοί τώρα πια δε γελάτε τώρα η πόλη έχει γκρεμιστεί κι όλα τα βρωμόσπιτα σας τα γκρέμισαν σε μια νύχτα απομένει μονάχα το μπορντέλο τούτο δω (κι απορείτε γιατί τ’ αφησαν αυτό) Μόνο το μπορντέλο στέκει όρθιο στην πόλη και ρωτάτε ποιος να έμενε εδώ και θα βγω στην πόρτα εγώ σαν ξημερώσει και θα πουν (γι’αυτήν ήτανε λοιπόν) Και το μαύρο καράβι τη σημαία σηκώνει να με υποδεχτεί Και κοντά μεσημέρι, εκατό μαύροι άντρες βγαίνουν από το καράβι και σας πιάνουν, και θα δέσουν μ’ αλυσίδες όποιον είχα πελάτη και δεμένους μ’ αλυσίδες θα σας φέρουνε μπροστά μου. Και θα με ρωτούν ποιανού κεφάλι θέλω (και θα με ρωτούν ποιανού κεφάλι θέλω). Κι όταν θα χτυπάει μεσημέρι στο λιμάνι θα ρωτάτε ποιος θα κρεμαστεί…Και θ’ ακούσετε ν’ αποφασίζω: όλοι. Κι απάνω στα κεφάλια σας θα πω: έτσι! Και το μαύρο καράβι τα πανιά του ανοίγει και με παίρνει μακριά.

Hermoso musical me encanta!!!! Qusiera ir a Italia y admirar el musical

This is the most passionate, interesting, creative accompaniment for this song I have found to this day--and I have been searching for over a decade! Do you possibly have this in the original key?

Felicitaciones por tu arte y la difusión de estos ahora clásicos de la música. AUGURI FRANCESCO.

bravissimo

Bravi 🎉

Amazing voice! Just keep going! I've got some chills..🤗

Bellissimo!

Me encantó

Ciao, avresti anche il file mp3? Stiamo preparando una recita scolastica, la tua traccia sarebbe perfetta!

Bravissimo, stupenda interpretazione.

You people can watch while I'm scrubbing these floors And I'm scrubbin' the floors while you're gawking Maybe once ya tip me and it makes ya feel swell In this crummy Southern town In this crummy old hotel But you'll never guess to who you're talkin'. No. You couldn't ever guess to who you're talkin'. Then one night there's a scream in the night And you'll wonder who could that have been And you see me kinda grinnin' while I'm scrubbin' And you say, "What's she got to grin?" I'll tell you. There's a ship The Black Freighter With a skull on its masthead Will be coming in You gentlemen can say, "Hey gal, finish them floors! Get upstairs! What's wrong with you! Earn your keep here! You toss me your tips And look out to the ships But I'm counting your heads As I'm making the beds Cuz there's nobody gonna sleep here, Tonight, nobodys gonna sleep here, honey Nobody Nobody! Then one night there's a scream in the night And you say, "Who's that kicking up a row?" And ya see me kinda starin' out the winda And you say, "What's she got to stare at now?" I'll tell ya. There's a ship The Black Freighter Turns around in the harbor Shootin' guns from her bow Now You gentlemen can wipe off that smile off your face Cause every building in town is a flat one This whole frickin' place will be down to the ground Only this cheap hotel standing up safe and sound And you yell, "Why do they spare that one?" Yes. That's what you say. "Why do they spare that one?" All the night through, through the noise and to-do You wonder who is that person that lives up there? And you see me stepping out in the morning Looking nice with a ribbon in my hair And the ship The Black Freighter Runs a flag up its masthead And a cheer rings the air By noontime the dock Is a-swarmin' with men Comin' out from the ghostly freighter They move in the shadows Where no one can see And they're chainin' up people And they're bringin' em to me Askin' me, "Kill them NOW, or LATER?" Askin' ME! "Kill them now, or later?" Noon by the clock And so still at the dock You can hear a foghorn miles away And in that quiet of death I'll say, "Right now. Right now!" Then they pile up the bodies And I'll say, "That'll learn ya!" And the ship The Black Freighter Disappears out to sea And On It Is Me

Barbara Song I used to believe in the days I was pure And I was pure like you used to be My wonderful someone will come to me someday and then it will all depend on me If he's a fine man, if he's a rich man, Wears a fine cravat, smokes a cigar And if he's gallant and treats me like a lady then I shall tell him Sorry Chin up high keep your powder dry Don't relax or go too far. Look, the moon is gonna shine till dawn Keep the little rowboat crusing on and on You stay perpendicular Oh, you can't just let a man walk over you Cold and dignified is what you are Such a whole lot of things can happen So firmly say but sweetly Sorry One day comes a man But what kind of a man Do you know why he does what he does He walked into my room and he hung up his hat And I just didn't know where I was He was a lean man, he was a mean man He didn't own a cravat, smoked no cigar And God knows he never made me feel a lady. Just wasn't time for sorry Chin up high my chin was down My shoes and I relaxed, but far too far Oh, the way the moon kept shining on The night was nice for rowing and this girl was gone Not so perpendicular So you let a man just walk right over you Who said dignified is what you are Such a wonderful lot of terrible things did happen And now it's you can tell me Sorry

Bless you

Bravissimo!!!!!!!!!

Non è cosï

Meine Herren, heute sehen Sie mich Gläser abwaschen Und ich mache das Bett für jeden. Und Sie geben mir einen Penny und ich bedanke mich schnell Und Sie sehen meine Lumpen und dies lumpige Hotel Und Sie wissen nicht, mit wem Sie reden. Und Sie wissen nicht, mit wem Sie reden. Aber eines Abends wird ein Geschrei sein am Hafen Und man fragt "Was ist das für ein Geschrei?" Und man wird mich lächeln sehn bei meinen Gläsern Und man sagt "Was lächelt die dabei?" Und ein Schiff mit acht Segeln Und mit fünfzig Kanonen Wird liegen am Kai. Man sagt "Geh, wisch deine Gläser, mein Kind" Und man reicht mir den Penny hin. Und der Penny wird genommen, und das Bett wird gemacht! Es wird keiner mehr drin schlafen in dieser Nacht. Und sie wissen immer noch nicht, wer ich bin. Und sie wissen immer noch nicht, wer ich bin. Aber eines Abends wird ein Getös sein am Hafen Und man frag "Was ist das für ein Getös?" Und man wird mich stehen sehen hinterm Fenster Und man fragt "Was lächelt die so bös?" Und das Schiff mit acht Segeln Und mit fünfzig Kanonen Wird beschiessen die Stadt. Meine Herren, da wird ihr Lachen aufhören Denn die Mauern werden fallen hin Und die Stadt wird gemacht dem Erdboden gleich. Nur ein lumpiges Hotel wird verschont von dem Streich Und man fragt "Wer wohnt Besonderer darin?" Und man fragt "Wer wohnt Besonderer darin?" Und in dieser Nacht wird ein Geschrei um das Hotel sein Und man fragt "Warum wird das Hotel verschont?" Und man wird mich sehen treten aus der Tür gehn Morgen Und man sagt "Die hat darin gewohnt?" Und das Schiff mit acht Segeln Und mit fünfzig Kanonen Wird beflaggen den Mast Und es werden kommen hundert gen Mittag an Land Und werden in den Schatten treten Und fangen einen jeglichen aus jeglicher Tür Und legen ihn in Ketten und bringen vor mir Und mich fragen "Welchen sollen wir töten?" Und an diesem Mittag wird es still sein am Hafen Wenn man fragt, wer wohl sterben muss. Und dann werden Sie mich sagen hören "Alle!" Und wenn dann der Kopf fällt, sage ich"Hoppla!" Und das Schiff mit acht Segeln Und mit fünfzig Kanonen Wird entschwinden mit mir. English You men always see me washing this glass, And how I make your beds for you daily, But you toss me a penny, and I'm always quick to thank, Even though you see my rags and this shabby old hotel, But you don't know to whom you're talking. But you don't know to whom you're talking. But one evening you'll hear shouting at the ports, and you'll ask "What's all that shouting for?" And you'll see me laughing to myself by my glass, and you'll ask "What's she laughing about?" And a ship with eight sails, And with fifty canons, Will lay by the docks... You'll say "Go wash your glass, little girl," And you'll hand a penny to me. And I'll take that penny and make your bed! Because you won't be sleeping in it tonight... And you still don't know who I am. And you still don't know who I am. But one evening there'll be a roar by the port, And you'll ask "What's all that noise about?" And you'll see me gazing out my window, And you'll ask "What's she smiling about?" And a ship with eight sails, And fifty canons, Will fire at the shore... My Sirs, there you're laughter will stop, Becuase the walls will fall, And the city will be level with the ground, And only one hotel is left unscathed, And you'll ask "What special person lives there?" And you'll ask "What special person lives there?" And in this night there'll be a shouting around the hotel, And you'll ask "Why was this hotel spared?" And you'll see me step out in the morning, And you'll say "that's who live's there?" And a ship with eight sails, And with fifty canons, Will raise up her flag... And by noon the men will come by the hundreds, And into the shade will step, And they'll catch any man who steps out the door, And put them before me in chains, And they'll ask me "Which one's should we kill?" And this afternoon it will be silent at the ports, And when they ask me who must die, You'll hear me say "All of them!" And when the heads fall I'll say "Whoops!" And the ship with eight sails, And fifty canons, Will disappear with me...

tre lettere: WOW

Solo una curiosità. Ma era cantato in playback? Se la risposta è no, come facevano senza microfono a farsi sentire per tutto il teatro? E' quasi impossibile.

Che brava lei!

Che bella questa canzone

Che bravo Ciccino! :)

Grazie.. ;)

bravissimo

ho cantato sul tuo caraoke