Lasciatemi cantare/Let me Sing / L'Italiano/ by Toto Cutugno/TheGypsyQueens

L'Italiano Lyrics
Toto Cutugno

Buongiorno Italia gli spaghetti al dente
e un partigiano come Presidente
con l'autoradio sempre nella mano destra
un canarino sopra la finestra

Buongiorno Italia con i suoi artisti
con troppa America sui manifesti
con le canzoni, con amore
con il cuore
con più donne sempre meno suore

buongiorno Italia
buongiorno Maria
con gli occhi pieni di malinconia
buongiorno Dio
lo sai che ci sono anch'io

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano
Lasciatemi cantare
perché ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero

Buongiorno Italia che non si spaventa
con la crema da barba da menta
con un vestito gessato sul blu
e la moviola la domenica in TV
Buongiorno Italia col caffè ristretto
le calze nuove nel primo cassetto
con la bandiera in tintoria
e una già di carrozzeria
buongiorno Italia
buongiorno Maria
con gli occhi pieni di malinconia
buongiorno Dio
lo sai che ci sono anch'io

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano

Lasciatemi cantare
perché ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero

Lasciatemi cantare
con la chitarra in mano
lasciatemi cantare
una canzone piano piano

Lasciatemi cantare
perché ne sono fiero
sono un italiano
un italiano vero

English Translation
Lasciatemi cantare/Let me Sing
The Italian

Hello Italy with spaghetti al dente
And a partisan for a president
The right hand always on the car radio
And a canary above the window

Hello, Italy, with your artists,
With too much American stuff on the posters
With songs, with love, With heart
With women, and always less nuns

Hello Italy, Hello Maria
With eyes full of sadness
Hello, God
You know that I'm here as well...

Let me sing, with my guitar in hand
Let me sing, one song slowly slowly
Let me sing, cause I am proud that
I'm an Italian, a real Italian.

Hello Italy, you're never scared.
And with mint flavored shaving creme
With a blue pinstripe suit
And the moviola always running during sunday TV

Hello Italy, with a strong coffee
New socks in the upper drawer
With a flag at the dry-cleaner's place
And a beat-up old fiat 600

Hello Italy, Hello Maria,
With eyes full of sadness
Hello God, You know that I'm here as well...

Let me sing, with my guitar in hand
Let me sing, one song slowly slowly

Let me sing, cause I am proud that I'm an Italian, a real Italian

Motivational & Inspirational Life Quotes by Dale Carnegie

Remember, today is the tomorrow you
worried about yesterday.

Face the thing that seems overwhelming and you will
be surprised how your fear will melt away.

If you are not in the process of becoming the person you
want to be, you are automatically engaged in becoming
the person you don't want to be.

George Bernard Shaw was right. He summed it all up when he said:
"The secret of being miserable is to have the leisure to bother
about whether you are happy or not." So don't bother to think
about it! Spit on your hands and get busy. Your blood will start
circulating; your mind will start ticking-and pretty soon this
whole positive upsurge of life in your body will drive worry
from your mind. Get busy. Keep busy. It's the cheapest kind
of medicine there is on this earth-and one of the best.
Dale Carnegie

Formulas for living by Martin Buber

I do not accept any absolute formulas for living.
No preconceived code can see ahead to everything that can
happen in a man's life. As we live, we grow and our beliefs change.
They must change. So I think we should live with this constant
discovery. We should be open to this adventure in heightened
awareness of living. We should stake our whole existence on our
willingness to explore and experience.
Martin Buber

Rise Up Rooted by Rainer Maria Rilke

If we surrendered
to earth’s intelligence
we could rise up rooted, like trees.

Instead we entangle ourselves
in knots of our own making
and struggle, lonely and confused.

So like children, we begin again...

to learn from the things,
because they are in God's hart;
they have never left him.
This is what the things can teach us:
to fall,
patiently to trust our heaviness.
Even a bird has to do that
before he can fly.
Rainer Maria Rilke

Strong souls by george Eliot

Strong souls Live like fire-hearted suns to spend their strength
In farthest striving action; breathe more free In mighty anguish
than in trivial ease.
George Eliot

When We love by Oscar Wild

EXCERPT FROM "An Ideal Husband"
Oscar Wilde

SIR ROBERT CHILTERN:

"We have all feet of clay, women as well as men;
but when we men love women, we love them knowing
their weaknesses, their follies, their imperfections,
love them all the more, it may be, for that reason.

It is not the perfect, but the imperfect, who have need of love.
It is when we are wounded by our own hands, or by the hands of others,
that love should come to cure us - else what use is love at all?

Women think that they are making ideals of men.
What they are making of us are false idols merely.
You made your false idol of me, and I had not the courage
to come down, show you my wounds, tell you my weaknesses.
I was afraid that I might lose your love, as I have lost it now.

Let women make no more ideals of men! let them not put
them on alters and bow before them...

LADY CHILTERN:

"Robert, men can love what is beneath them - things unworthy,
stained, dishonoured. We women worship when we love; and
when we lose our worship, we lose everything.
Oh! don't kill my love for you, don't kill that!"

"Robert,You are different. All your life you have stood apart from others.
You have never let the world soil you. To the world, as to myself,
you have been an ideal always. Oh! be that ideal still.
That great inheritance throw not away - that tower of ivory do not destroy".

Love :the only rainbow on life's dark cloud by Robert Green Ingersoll

All I have to say is, Love one another-
that is the height of all philosophy.
It is beyond all religions. It is the secret
of joy - the fountain of Perpetual Youth -
the only rainbow on life's dark cloud.
Robert Green Ingersoll

Love is the only bow on Life’s dark cloud.
It is the morning and the evening star.
It shines upon the babe, and sheds its radiance
on the quiet tomb. It is the mother of art,
inspirer of poet,patriot and philosopher.

It is the air and light of every heart –
builder of every home, kindler of every fire
on every hearth. It was the first to dream
of immortality. It fills the world with melody –
for music is the voice of love.

Love is the magician, the enchanter, that changes worthless
things to Joy, and makes royal kings and queens of common clay.
It is the perfume of that wondrous flower, the heart, and
without that sacred passion, that divine swoon, we are less
than beasts; but with it, earth is heaven, and we are gods.
Robert G. Ingersoll