For years, I've been listening to the beautiful voice of Angela Gheorghih. Incredibly, I just learned last week that she is Romanian.
Cheers for Romania.
Cheers for giving the world this beautiful woman with such an "angelic" voice.
She sings as gorgeous as she looks. The name "Angela" fits her just great because she has the voice of an angel. (I guess that you can tell that I really like how she sings. I do. I really do)
Angela sings a lot of great songs and here are a couple of my favorites.
First, this is the beautiful Italian song from the 1930's "Non ti scordar di me" by Ernesto de Curtis.
Second, this is Agustin Lara's "Granada", a song about the bull fights, the women with "Moorish eyes", the "gitanas" (the gypsy women) and the history of that region of Spain. This is another of those melodies that my parents loved and I used to hear from our family turntable.
The last video is a promotional for last year's tour. Let's just say that this beautiful lady from Romania can sing:
"Partirono le rondinidal mio paese freddo e senza sole,
cercando primavere di viole, nidi d'amore e di felicità
La mia piccola rondine partì senza lasciarmi un bacio
senza un addio partì Non ti scordar di me;
la vita mia legata e a te io t' amo sempre più
nel sogno mio rimani tu Non ti scordar di me
la vita mia legata e a te c'è sempre un nido
nel mio cuor per te Non ti scordar di me
Non ti scordar di me..."
English but not literal because it's hard to translate literally:
The swallows left From my cold and sunless country,
Searching for Springs full of violets And lovely and happy nests.
My little swallow left Without leaving me a kiss
She left without a goodbye
Don't forget about me My life is tied to you
I love you more and more In my dream you stay
Don't forget about me My life is tied to you
There's always a nest In my heart for you
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"Granada, tierra sonada por mi, mi cantar se vuelve gitano
cuando es para ti. Mi cantar, hecho de fantasia;
mi cantar, flor de melancolia, que yo te vengo a dar.
Granada, tierra ensangrentada en tardes de toros,
mujer que conserva el embrujo de los ojos moros.
De sueno, rebelde, gitana cubierta de flores,
y beso tu boca de grana, jugosa manzana
que me habla de amores. Granada, manola, cantada
en coplas preciosas, no tengo otra cosa que darte
que un ramo de rosas, de rosas de suave fragrancia
que le dieran marco a la Virgen morena.
Granada, tu tierra esta llena
de lindas mujeres, de sangre y de sol...."
the english is not literal but here it goes:
"Granada, land of my dreams, mine becomes a gypsy song
when I sing to you. My song, born of fancy;
my song, melancholy flower, that I've come to offer you.
Granada, land covered in blood
from the bullfighting afternoons,
woman who retains the spell of Moorish eyes.
A dream, a rebel, a gypsy, covered with flowers,
and I kiss your mouth,
juicy apple that tells me about love.
Granada, my beautiful, sung in precious coplas,
I have nothing else to give you but a bouquet of roses
worthy of adorning the moorish skinned Virgin.
Granada, your soil is full
of beautiful women, blood and sunshine...."
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