We all know the wonderful Desde el alma vals , but I'm sure not everyone knows that this great classic was composed by a woman, even by a little girl! Rosita Melo
Why indeed, when he composed the song that would have been his masterpiece and best known around the world, had just 14 years!
Rosita Melo was born in 1897 in Uruguay and moved with his family in Argentina at the age of 2 years.
popular piano teacher and performer, was married in 1922 with the poet and writer Piuma Velez, who wrote the first version of the text Desde el alma.
Nel 1948 il grandissimo Homero Manzi volle inserire il brano nel suo film Pobre mi madre querida, ponendo però come condizione di riscriverne le parole. Rosita Melo e Piuma Velez accettarono (a patto che Velez figurasse come co-autore...).
E' così che Desde el alma divenne famoso in tutto il mondo.
Ecco un video tratto dal film originale, in cui un superbo Hugo del Carril canta il brano (verso metà del video). A testimonianza della forte presenza di Italiani in Argentina a quel tempo, a un certo punto del filmato un'attrice canticchia nostalgica la nota canzone napoletana Marechiaro .
Riporto qui both of you testo versioni, quella originale e quella più di Velez famous di Manzi.
Versione di Velez I also from the soul I gave you my love humble and poor but holy and good like a mother as he loves God. Because you are my life because you are my dream because the penalties that had soul disperses you with your love. After much pain your holy love made me forget the bitterness until yesterday kept within the heart and soul. my mother right if I forgot a moment of your touch your tender kisses all your prayers Ay! sorry. But if you knew the good virgin comforts me today that gives me joy in sad when I think of you. Sorry mother if for a moment forgot you forgive, forgive your mother never erase memory. | Versione di Alma Manzi, if both have hurt do you refuse to forget? Why prefer mourn your loss, find what you wanted, what they call died? Vives and needlessly sad that you never deserved punishment pay to blame for being good, as good as you were love. was, what started once. What after longer What ultimately because of an error heart was bitter night. Put those cards! back to your old illusion! Along with the pain opening a wound bringing life comes another love. Alma not around your window the sun am happy not despair that the dream dearest is the one that hurts us, is what hurts most. Vives and needlessly sad that you never deserved punishment pay to blame for being good, as good as you were love. |
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