Indeed, I was immediately in sobbing tears as the introduction played. I don't know how to explain how some of these songs pierce straight to my heart. But they do. Especially this one. From the moment I first heard it. Which is one more reason I love the song, for I first heard it from the Sound of America band the year I was part of the choir. I didn't know it was from an opera. I just knew I felt my spirit soar every time I was able to hear the band play it.
When I returned home, I learned from my temporary tour Humanities professor that the song was from an opera. I had commented on it in my Humanities journal about how much I loved the song, and how it sounded like it ended rather abruptly. He mentioned that in the opera, the song led into another. (Obviously.)
Years later my mother and I were watching an Andre Rieu concert. And they began to play it. I exclaimed about it, being the song from SOA. My mother then mentioned that the song meant a great deal to her for personal reasons. I loved that she and I shared a love for the same song, which made me love it more!
While I have my own dreams of singing this aria myself, hearing a tenor actually sing it is just breath-taking. And they do it more justice than I probably could.
First, from Pavarotti.
Then from Placido Domingo.
Oh my. Do you have a favorite of those two? I do enjoy Pavarotti--especially as he makes it look so effortless. But on this song, I think Domingo makes me heart soar even higher.
But if you can't decide between the two, how about them together!
Oh my. Such beauty.