I remember seeing this as a child. I watched it a few times. I couldn't understand what she was saying or why she was so upset, all I knew was that it was pulling my heart strings and it must of been very important.
I remember 13 years ago when I first watched Madame Butterfly, my very first opera, on VHS. I was 14 years old. And months later, my parents and I went to the Metropolitan Opera. It was my first and only time.
Un bel dì, vedremo Levarsi un fil di fumo Sull'estremo confin del mare E poi la nave appare Poi la nave bianca Entra nel porto Romba il suo saluto Vedi? È venuto! Io non gli scendo incontro, io no Mi metto là sul ciglio del colle e aspetto E aspetto gran tempo E non mi pesa La lunga attesa E uscito dalla folla cittadina Un uomo, un picciol punto S'avvia per la collina Chi sarà, chi sarà? E come sarà giunto Che dirà, che dirà? Chiamerà Butterfly dalla lontana Io senza dar risposta Me ne starò nascosta Un po' per celia E un po' per non morire Al primo incontro Ed egli alquanto in pena Chiamerà, chiamerà "Piccina, mogliettina Olezzo di verbena" I nomi che mi dava al suo venire Tutto questo avverrà, te lo prometto Tienti la tua paura Io con sicura fede l'aspetto
I heard the 3:30 part somewhere else, in a scene from a movie, a man laughed and cried, I can't remember which film it was, but it was such a powerful feeling. Aaa.... I remember, it was in 3 Idiots, when the student jumped out of the window.
One lady,a friend of my father, is 94 years old, and she aksed me to do her a favor, and sing this on her funural when her time comes... and I will do my best, even if I am still lurning opera, I'm in high school ^_^
I searched for this on the internet in 2007, but my brother did not like Madama Butterfly. Until now he still didn't like it because I was teasing him about it. At the 3:37 mark is where I turn the volume of this part too loud which causes my brother to cover his ears as I also do the same thing. But worse than that, I also wanted him to be Madame Butterfly's child.
