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La signora Boyle

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c_vjAgy-jKo

In a program that has resemblance to our "Corrida - amateurs" onstage a shy, excited, ugly, that shows more of its forty-seven.
The audience laughs.
She comes from a small town and she has spent her life caring for his sick mother until her death two years ago, says she is alone and dreaming of becoming a professional singer.
The audience laughs.
Then you announce who will sing a piece from the musical "Les Miserables" I Dreamed a Dream.
Lyric by mezzo-soprano, difficult. Meaningful choice for the text and history of the character who sings in musicals.
(Fantine is a young single mother. To provide for the needs of her daughter Cosette, he decided to entrust it looking good fortune, first with the 'business of Valjean, and later as a prostitute. He died of starvation despite the 'intervention of Valjean).
The audience smiles and gets ready to ridicule. Then part of the base and
Susan Boyle sings ... ...
so extraordinary that the public, moved by the tribute with a standing ovation.
If you have not seen the video do it because it makes a lot of thinking.
Revenge of substance over appearance, of being on appearances.
Wonderful.

emmevù

There Was a Time When Men Were kind
When their voices were soft
And their words inviting
There was a time when love was blind
And the world was a song
And the song was exciting
There was a time
Then it all went wrong
I dreamed a dream in time gone by
When hope was high
And life worth living
I dreamed that love would never die
I dreamed that God would be forgiving
Then I was young and unafraid
And dreams were made and used and wasted
There was no ransom to be paid
No song unsung, no wine untasted
But the tigers come at night
With their voices soft as thunder
As they tear your hope apart
And they turn your dream to shame
He slept a summer by my side
He filled my days with endless wonder
He took my childhood in his stride
But he was gone when autumn came
And still I dream he'll come to me
That we will live the years together
But there are dreams that cannot be
And there are storms we cannot weather
I had a dream my life would be
So different from this hell I'm living
So different now from what it seemed
Now life has killed the dream I dreamed.