The song of September: Some things are meant to be

Negli ultimi tempi Margherita ha iniziato a rileggere alcuni grandi classici inglesi che l'avevano conquistata da piccola, ma ora in lingua originale, scoprendone la bellezza ed intensità autentica.

Ha cominciato, un paio di mesi fa, con il suo amato "Piccole Donne", o meglio, "Little Women".

Del romanzo in sè vi parlerà venerdì. Oggi, invece, vi proponiamo il brano musicale tradotto dall'inglese, tratto dal musical omonimo, che noi non conoscevamo, ma abbiamo trovato girovagando un po' in rete.

Siamo in un momento  molto intenso e dolce, di dialogo tra Jo e Beth.

The song of September

SOME THINGS ARE MEANT TO BE

Jo: (spoken)

When you were first born, not an hour old, I told Marmee...

Beth: (spoken)

Beth is mine!

Jo: (spoken)

Everyone has someone special in the world, and I have you;

my sweet Beth. Give me a task to do.

Beth:

Let's pretend we're riding on a kite. Let's imagine we're flying through the air!

Jo:

We'll ascend until we're out of sight. Light as paper, we'll soar!

Beth:

Let's be wild, up high above the sand, feel the wind, the world at our command.

Let's enjoy the view, and never land.

Jo:

Floating far from the shore.

Beth:

Some things are meant to be, the clouds moving fast and free.

Jo:

The sun on a silver sea.

Both:

A sky that's bright and blue.

Beth:

And some things will never end.

Jo:

The thrill of our magic ride.

Beth:

The love that I feel inside for you.

Jo:

We'll climb high beyond the break of day.

Beth:

Sleep on stardust, and dine on bits of moon

Jo:

You and I will find the Milky Way.

We'll be mad, and explore.

We'll recline aloft upon the breeze.

Dart about, sail on with windy ease.

Pass the days doing only as we please, that's what living is for.

Beth:

We'll be mad, and explore. We'll recline a loft upon the breeze.

Dart about sail on with with ease.

Pass the days doing only as we please, that's what living is for.

Some things are meant to be, the tide turning endlessly,

the way it takes hold of me, no matter what I do,

and some things will never die, the promise of who you are,

the memories when I am far from you.

All my life, I've lived for loving you; let me go now.

Come sempre, siamo andate in cerca dii qualche informazione, in questo caso sul musical.

Little Women is a Brodway musical with a book by Allan Knee, lyrics by Mindi Dickstein, and music by Jason Howland.

Based on Louisa May Alcott's classic 1869 semi-autobiographical novel, it focuses on the four March sisters—brassy, tomboy-like, aspiring writer Jo, romantic Meg, pretentious Amy, and kind-hearted Beth—and their beloved Marmee, at home in Concord, Massachusetts while their father is away serving as a Union Army chaplain during the Civil War. Intercut with the vignettes in which their lives unfold are several recreations of the melodramatic short stories Jo writes in her attic studio.

Margherita ha poi dipinto Mrs March con le Little Women: l'immagine qui è un po' scura e sfuocata perchè, essendo il disegno di grandi dimensioni, si tratta di una foto.