The color of the sunset and of the ancient stones

Getting to know Rome, listening to some songs, but we will need a little glossary. Only the Romans, in fact, know everything about their city. Listening to three musical pieces that speak of Rome you will discover that the Ponentino is the wind that caresses the air, you will know the sweet Roman life of Via del Corso, the walks on the banks of the Tiber River and the toss of a coin in the Trevi fountain. You will discover the existence of Fornarina, a woman much loved by an Italian Renaissance painter. To see her you cango National Gallery of Ancient Art of Palazzo Barberini https://web.archive.org/web/20120519051213/http://www.galleriaborreste.it/barberini/it/fornarin.htm, so you will discover that on her bracelet is engraved who loved her and withdrew. To see where he is buried, Raffaello Sanzio, enter the Pantheon https://www.aboutartonline.com/il-sepolcro-di-raffaello-il-pantheon-i-virtuosi-la-verita-in-una-storia-non -free-of-fantasies/.

A song tells the story of two young people unable to declare their feelings. Rugantino and Rosetta are the two lovers in communication difficulties; “Roma nun fa’ la stupida stasera” is the song, while “Rugantino” is the musical that encompasses everything. With the voice of Lando Fiorini we introduce you to what was the soundtrack of an entire generation of Italian lovers.

ROME DON’T BE STUPID TONIGHT – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=S_EucEJDTHs. Rome do not be stupid tonight, give me a hand to make her say yes. Choose all the brightest stars you can and a pinch of the moon all to ourselves. Make her feel it is almost spring; send the best crickets to make cri cri. Lend me the worst westerly wind you have. Rome hold my snot tonight. Choose all the brightest stars you can and a wisp of the moon all to ourselves. Make her feel it is almost spring. Send the best crickets to make cri cri. Lend me the nastiest westerly wind you have. Rome hold my snot tonight. Rome do not be stupid tonight.

Perhaps you will decide to go for dinner in a typical restaurant in Trastevere, well, you will surely listen to someone humming one of the most famous romantic and melancholy dykes in Rome: Chitarra romana. Gabriella Ferri made this song famous. Memorize her text; it will be the most suitable frame to enclose the finished love.

ROMAN GUITAR – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rJTmQYUvr2k. Under a mantle of stars, beautiful Rome appears to me. Lonely my heart, disillusioned with love, wants to sing in the shadows. A silent fountain and a balcony up there. Oh Roman guitar, you accompany me. Play my guitar; let my homeless and loveless heart cry. I have only you left. If the voice is a little veiled, take me quietly. My beautiful fornarina, on the balcony is gone. Lungotevere sleeps, while the river walks. I follow him because he drags me with him and overwhelms my heart. I see a distant shadow and a star up there. Oh Roman guitar, you accompany me. Play my guitar; let my homeless and loveless heart cry. I have only you left. If the voice is a little veiled, take me quietly. My beautiful fornarina on the balcony is gone. Oh, Roman guitar you accompany me.

Through touching words, for a nostalgic portrait of Rome and its sweet life, nothing better than listening to “Vacanze romane“. The original line-up of the quintet of Matia Bazar, which made this song so famous, included the inimitable voice of Antonella Ruggiero. In 1983, they participated in the Sanremo Festival with this song, winning the Critics’ Prize.

ROMAN HOLIDAYS – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AJMFc6TnT6A. Rome where are you? You were with me. Today you prison, me prisoner. Ancient Rome city, Now old reality, you do not notice you and me do not know what pain you do me. However, the sky rains on the city, you with your heart in the mud. Gold and silver, tearooms. Country that no longer has bells. Then dolce vita that you are leaving, on the Lungotevere in celebration, a concert of violets and worldliness, your scent of Roman holidays. Beautiful Rome, you, your muses, polished asphalt, goodbye Rome, coin and voila. There are those who return and those who go, you do your part, but you do not know what pain you give me. Greta Garbo of vanity, you with your heart in the mud, gold and silver, the tea rooms, a town that no longer has bells. Then dolce vita that you are leaving, on the terraces of the Corso, happy widow, máìtresse of coffee, your perfume of Roman holidays.

He owns a residence on the promontory of Monte Argentario, where two of his evocative songs were born: “Remember me” and “Friends never“. Born into a middle-class family, Antonello Venditti is one of the most popular songwriters of the Roman school. In 1972, he also included “Roma Capoccia” in his repertoire, a real hymn to the beauties of his hometown.

ROMA CAPOCCIA – https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YZLnGNrsCYg. How beautiful you are in Rome when it is evening, when the moon is reflect in the fountain, and the couples go away, how beautiful you are in Rome when it rains. How big are you in Rome when it is sunset, when the orange still reddens on the seven hills and the windows are so many eyes that seem to tell you how beautiful you are. How beautiful you are, today it seems to me that time has stopped here. I see the majesty of the Colosseum, I see the sanctity of the dome, and I am more alive and I am better. No, I never leave you, Rome head of the infamous world. A wheelchair goes with two foreigners; a junk shop asks you for some rags, the sparrows are nightingales. I was born in Rome, I discovered you this morning. I have discovered you. Today it seems to me that time has stopped here. I see the majesty of the Colosseum, I see the sanctity of the dome, I am more alive, and I am better. No, I never leave you Rome as the head of the infamous world.

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