The "old guy" is one of the most famous Italian songwriter/singers. And he's also a high-school teacher. This is one of his big hits, "Dream, boy, dream". So, you see the pognancy.
Here's the translation (more ore less) And they will tell you words red as blood Black as the night But isn't it true, boy That reason is always with the strongest I know poets Who move rivers with thought And endless sailors Who can speak to the sky Close your eyes, boy And believe only what you see inside Clench your fists, boy Don't let them win for a moment Cover up the love, boy But don't hide it under the cloak Sometimes someone passes by Sometimes there's someone to see it Dream, boy, dream When the wind rises In the ways of the heart When a man lives By his words Or lives no more Dream, boy, dream Don't leave him alone against this world Don't let him go dream all the way Do it yourself Dream, boy, dream When the wind falls but it's not over When a man dies for the same life That you dreamed Dream, boy, dream Don't change a verse in your song Don't let a train stop at the station Don't you stop Let them say that in the world The likes of you will always lose Because you've already won, I swear And they can't do anything more to you Run your hand now and then On a woman's face, run your fingers over it No kingdom is greater Than this little thing that is life And life is so strong That it crosses walls to be seen Life is so true That it seems impossible to have to leave it Life is so big That when you are about to die You will plant an olive tree Still convinced you'll see it bloom Dream, boy, dream When she turns around When she doesn't come back When the one step That stopped the heart You no longer feel it Dream, boy, dream The days will pass Love will pass The nights will pass The pain will end It will always be you Dream, boy, dream Little boy In my memory So many times so many Inside this story I no longer count them Dream, boy, dream I left you a paper On the desk Only one verse is missing To that poem You can finish it "I want to write it, erase and rewrite it Tear out pages and use invisible ink So I can hide it and leave no trace I don't know if it will be poetry or just waste paper Basically I'm 20 years old but you know what I feel? I have my whole life ahead of me and yet I'm wasting time Some people run because they run then some run because they chase I run because it's only what makes me feel good I climb above this stage to play with life But what if my breath breaks, what if my pencil breaks? The lower the starting point, the higher the climb But I hope the view, it's worth all this effort I don't know what love is, but sometimes I feel it In a sunset, a sight, an album And if I look around, I think I'm lucky I don't know who created the world but I know he was in love."
Roberto vecchioni é una colonna portante della musica italiana, un poeta.. Alfa è la nuova generazione, un cantante che per fortuna non è stato inquinato da quel mood da bad guy che va di moda nelle nuove generazioni… vederli insieme cantare questa canzone é profondamente emozionante, é come ascoltare il dialogo intenso tra un padre e un figlio
This was my fave of the night, really emotional... Iam so glad you felt the emotions without understanding the words. As someone already wrote, this was a Vecchioni song "Dream, boy, dream". The lyrics are so deep and emotional and Vecchioni wrote it for his students . The original song ends with "Dream boy, dream. I left you a note on the desk and only one line is missing, you can complete it", which was also what he wrote to his students the day he retired. After these words, Vecchioni closes his eyes and enjoys Alfa's rap, finally completing the song... it is so touching, Alfa was so delicate and fitting the song by making it even more emotional . I saw the past and the future of italian music. I saw the experience and the hope for a better future...I saw the joy of Vecchioni in seeing his heir and the respect and admiration that Alfa has for Vecchioni.
Alfa (the guy) was very happy because Vecchioni is his parents' favourite singer. In an interview he said they fell in love with that song ❤❤so it is a sort a song of his family
With this song Roberto Vecchioni won Sanremo in 2011. A text absolutely worth reading and rereading. The text talks about an adult who invites young people to fight for a full life and for their dreams, to make life a poem. The text asks the dreaming boy to write the last line of the poem. Alfa adds and writes a rap part that completes the verse of the poem as the original text asked the boys to do. Something extraordinary
Dream, Kid, Dream And they’ll say to you words as red as blood Black as night But it is not true, kid That might is right I know poets That move rivers with their thoughts And infinite sailors That know how to speak with the sky Close your eyes, kid And believe only what you see inside Clench your fists, kid Don’t let them be the winner for even a moment Cover up your love, kid But don’t hide it under a cloak Sometimes someone passes Sometimes that someone needs to see it Dream, kid, dream When the wind rises In your heart’s paths When a man lives For his words Or doesn’t live anymore Dream, kid, dream Don’t leave it alone against this world Don’t let it go, dream till the end Do it also for yourself Dream, kid, dream When the wind falls but doesn’t end When a man dies for the same life That you dream of Dream, kid, dream Don’t change a line of your song Don’t leave a train standing still at the station Don’t stop yourself Let them say that in this world Those like you will always lose Because you have already won, I promise And they can’t do anything to you Every so often, pass a hand Over a face of a woman, there pass fingers No kingdom is as great As this little thing that is life And life is so strong That it goes through walls in order to be seen Life is so true That is seems impossible to have to leave it Life is so great That when you know you are on the point of death You plant an olive tree Convinced still that you will see it flower Dream, kid, dream When she turns When she doesn’t return When the only step That stops the heart You can’t it hear anymore Dream, kid, dream The days will pass Love will pass The nights will pass The pain will end You will always be you Dream, kid, dream Little one In my memory So many times In this history I don’t count you anymore Dream, kid, dream You have left a piece On my desk Missing only a line This poem You can finish yourself
Let me give you some context: Roberto Vecchioni is a former high school teacher from Milan's Liceo Classico Cesare Beccaria, and obviously a very talented singer, author of masterpieces such as "Luci a San Siro" and this song "Sogna, Ragazzo Sogna". On the other hand we have a rather younger talent, Alfa, who wrote a beautiful ending to this song, which was left endingless because Vecchioni lost his son at the age of 36, and this song was dedicated to him. It was the first time a young man sang the ending to this song, which certainly moved Vecchioni and fans to tears.
It was rich in emotions. Vecchioni is also a school teacher and in this song he basically encourages a guy to dream and live life to the fullest. That night the duet of Riccardo Cocciante and Irama was even more intense, but my favourite was Mahmood and the Tenores of Bitti.
Dear Andy, it's so beutiful that you, felt the passion and the poetry in this song in another language... But I rhink that WE HAVE THE SAME FEELINGS ALL AROUND THE WORLD!! Music is for everyone❤
Andy , Thank you for taking this amazing duo into consideration. If you also would do Diodato and Jack Soveretti from the same cover night that would be amazing! The song is “Amore Che Vieni, Amore Che Vai”, and the guys” performance was just superb ❤️🔥one of the best ones of the night I think.🔥
You really need to read the words... An old man trying to give advices to young boy for his life... And then, at the end of the song, the old man gives the opportunity to finish the song in his way... And he says something so powerfull and so emotional... My God...
I cried the first time i watched thus live, and seeing you react without even knowing the meaning of the words it proves how powerful music can be. Im so hoping this comes out as a single
everything is beautiful, but the words of this song are spatial even if you already understand everything even if you don't know the language (I'm Italian)
un grande cantautore italiano scrive musiche e testi ed è anche docente di scuola superiore prof. Di greco, italiano e lettere con Alfa,Questa canzone è stata scritta da Vecchioni alla fine della sua carriera di professore di italiano, è una sorta di lettera che ha lasciato a tutti i suoi studenti. La canzone originale termina con questo verso: "Ho lasciato un foglio sulla scrivania, manca un verso a quella poesia, puoi finirla tu " In questa versione Alfa termina la poesia con i suoi versi. Risposta
found it Title: Dream, Kid, Dream And they’ll say to you words as red as blood Black as night But it is not true, kid That might is right I know poets That move rivers with their thoughts And infinite sailors That know how to speak with the sky Close your eyes, kid And believe only what you see inside Clench your fists, kid Don’t let them be the winner for even a moment Cover up your love, kid But don’t hide it under a cloak Sometimes someone passes Sometimes there's someone that needs to see it Dream, kid, dream When the wind rises In your heart’s paths When a man lives For his words Or doesn’t live anymore Dream, kid, dream Don’t leave it alone against this world Don’t let it go, dream till the end Do it also for yourself Dream, kid, dream When the wind falls but doesn’t end When a man dies for the same life That you have dreamt of Dream, kid, dream Don’t change a line of your song Don’t leave a train standing still at the station Don’t stop yourself Let them say that in this world "Those like you will always lose" Because you have already won, I promise And they can’t do anything to you Every so often, pass a hand Over a face of a woman, there pass fingers No kingdom is as great As this little thing that is life And life is so strong That it goes through walls in order to be seen Life is so true That is seems impossible to have to leave it Life is so great That when you know you are on the point of death You plant an olive tree Convinced still that you will see it flower Dream, kid, dream When she turns When she doesn’t return When the only step That stops the heart You can’t it hear anymore Dream, kid, dream The days will pass Love will pass The nights will pass The pain will end You will always be you Dream, kid, dream Little one In my memory So many times In this history I don’t count them anymore Dream, kid, dream I left a piece of paper On the desk Missing only a line That poem You can finish it yourself [RAP FREESTYLE PART BY ALFA] I want to write it, erase it and rewrite it Tear out pages and use invisible ink To be able to hide it and leave no trace I don't know if it will be poetry or just waste paper After all, I'm 20 years old but do you know what I feel? I have my whole life ahead of me and yet I'm wasting time There are those who run because they run away, then those who run because they chase I run because it's just what makes me feel good I climb onto this stage to play with life But what if my breath breaks, what if my pencil breaks? The lower the starting point, the higher the climb But I hope the view is worth all the effort I don't know what love is, but sometimes I feel it In a sunset a look at a record And if I look around, I think I'm lucky I don't know who created the world but I know he was in love
Ma mi chiedo se l'autore del video ha capito il testo della canzone visto che è la cosa più bella nel messaggio che vuole dare?altrimenti come si può giudicare?
I want to write it, erase it and rewrite it tear out pages, use invisible ink to hide it and leave no trace I don't know if it will be poetry or waste paper After all, I'm only 20 years old But you know what I feel Whole life ahead Yet I'm wasting time There are those who run because he runs away There are those who run because they chase I run because that's the only thing that makes me feel good I climb onto this stage to play with life But if it breaks my breath If I then break a pencil The lower the starting point The higher the climb But I hope the view is worth all the effort I don't know what love is but sometimes I feel it in a sunset, a look, a record If I look around I think I'm lucky I don't know who created the world but I know he was in love Lo voglio scrivere, cancellare e riscrivere strappare delle pagine, usare dell'inchiostro invisibile per poterlo nascondere e non lasciare traccia Non so se sarà poesia oppure carta straccia In fondo ho solo 20 anni Ma sai che cosa sento Tutta la vita davanti Eppure sto perdendo tempo C'è chi corre perchè scappa C'è chi corre perchè insegue Io corro perchè solo quello mi fa stare bene Salgo sopra questo palco per giocare con la vita Ma se mi spezza il fiato Se poi spezzo una matita Più basso è il punto di partenza Più alta è la salita Ma spero che il panorama valga tutta sta fatica Non so che cos'è l'amore ma a volte lo percepisco in un tramonto, uno sguardo, un disco Se mi guardo attorno Penso che sono fortunato Non so chi ha creato il mondo ma so che era innamorato
you also don't know who Roberto Vecchioni is or even "alpha". you did all this to get likes. Well done! without knowing the history of the characters. 👏👏👏 great shit... but great Roberto Vecchioni and great "Alfa" Italian pride who receive reactions from people who don't even know who they are to get likes. you don't know real Italian music... best wishes!
DREAM BOY DREAM (Roberto Vecchioni 1999) And they will tell you words as red as blood Black as night But that's not true, boy That reason always stands with the strongest I know poets Who move rivers with their thoughts And endless sailors Who know how to talk to the sky Close your eyes, boy And only believe what you see inside Clench your fists, boy Don't let him get away with it for even a moment Cover love, boy But don't hide it under your cloak Sometimes someone passes by Sometimes there is someone who has to see it Dream, boy, dream When the wind rises In the ways of the heart When a man lives For his words Or he no longer lives Dream, boy, dream Don't leave him alone against this world Do it too Dream, boy, dream When the wind falls but it's not over When a man dies for the same life That did you dream of Dream, boy, dream Don't change a line in your song Don't leave a train stopped at the station Don't stop yourself Let them say that to the world People like you will always lose Because you already won, I swear And they can't do anything to you anymore Pass your hand every now and then Over a woman's face, pass your fingers there On a woman's face, run your fingers over it No kingdom is greater Of this little thing that is life And life is so strong Who crosses walls to be seen Life is so real That it seems impossible to have to leave her Life is so big That when you're about to die You will plant an olive tree Still convinced to see it flourish Dream, boy, dream When she turns around When she doesn't come back When the only step That was heart stopping You don't feel it anymore Dream, boy, dream Days will pass Love will pass The nights will pass The pain will end It will always be you Dream, boy, dream Little guy In my memory Many times many Inside this story I don't count on you anymore Dream, boy, dream I left you a piece of paper On the desk Only one verse missing To that poem You can finish it [ Here ends the original song by Vecchioni. Following is the part added by Alfa 25 years after the first release. Vecchioni takes a step back and extends an arm towards Alfa, who raps:] I want to write it Erase and rewrite Tear out pages Use invisible ink To be able to hide it Leave no trace of it I don't know if it will be poetry Or just waste paper After all, I'm only twenty years old But you know what I feel Whole life ahead Yet I'm wasting time There are those who run because they escape There are those who run because they chase I run because that's the only thing that makes me feel good I climb onto this stage to play with life But if it breaks my breath If I then break a pencil The lower the starting point The higher the climb But I hope the view is worth it All this effort I don't know what love is But sometimes I feel it In a sunset a look at a record If I look around I think I'm lucky I don't know who created the world but I know he was in love
