Nabucco
BZN Lyrics


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Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate
Va, ti posa sui clivi, sui colli
Ove olezzano tepide e molli
L'aure doci, del suolo natal!
Del giordano le rive saluta
Di sionne le torri atterrate
Oh, mia patria si belle perduta
Oh, membranza si cara e fatal!
Arpa d'or dei fatidici vati
Perche muta dal salince pendi?
Le memorie nel petto raccendi
Ci favella del tempo che fu!
O simile di solima ai fati
Traggi un suono di crudo lamento
O t'ispiri il signore un concento
Che ne infonda al partire virtu!
Che ne infonda al partire virtu!




Che ne infonda al partire virtu!
Al patire virtu!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of BZN's song Nabucco are haunting and full of emotion. The song is based on the opera Nabucco by Giuseppe Verdi and tells the story of Jewish slaves in Babylon who long to return to their homeland. The opening lines "Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate" ("Fly, thought, on golden wings") introduce the theme of longing, urging the singer to let his thoughts fly away on the wind and return to the beloved and familiar terrain of his childhood. The verses then go on to describe the familiar sights and smells of his homeland, invoking a sense of nostalgia and loss.


The second half of the song reveals the true depth of the singer's pain, as he mourns the destruction of his city and the loss of his people. The lines "Oh, mia patria si belle perduta" ("Oh, my beautiful lost homeland") and "Oh, membranza si cara e fatal!" ("Oh, beloved and fatal memory!") express a sense of mourning and despair that is both personal and political. The song ultimately calls upon the divine to grant the singer the strength to endure his sorrow and the power to overcome it, as he sets off on his journey into the unknown future.


Overall, BZN's Nabucco is a powerful meditation on loss, longing, and resilience, drawing on the rich musical and cultural heritage of Italy to create a deeply moving and evocative work of art.


Line by Line Meaning

Va, pensiero, sull'ali dorate
Go, thought, on golden wings


Va, ti posa sui clivi, sui colli
Settle on hills and cliffs


Ove olezzano tepide e molli
Where the warm and soft breezes smell


L'aure doci, del suolo natal!
The sweet airs of our homeland!


Del giordano le rive saluta
Salute the banks of the Jordan


Di sionne le torri atterrate
The ruined towers of Zion


Oh, mia patria si belle perduta
Oh, my beautiful lost country


Oh, membranza si cara e fatal!
Oh, memory so dear and fatal!


Arpa d'or dei fatidici vati
Golden harp of the fateful prophets


Perche muta dal salince pendi?
Why hang silent from the willows?


Le memorie nel petto raccendi
Kindle memories in our hearts


Ci favella del tempo che fu!
Speak to us of times gone by!


O simile di solima ai fati
Like the fate of Jerusalem


Traggi un suono di crudo lamento
Draw a sound of cruel mourning


O t'ispiri il signore un concento
Or the Lord inspires a harmony


Che ne infonda al partire virtu!
That infuses us with virtue as we depart!


Che ne infonda al partire virtu!
That infuses us with virtue as we depart!


Che ne infonda al partire virtu!
That infuses us with virtue as we depart!


Al patire virtu!
In virtuous suffering!




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Barry Henderson

There are not enough adjectives available to describe this magnificent piece of music

John O'Brien

Their voices with Nabucco are superb!

Raluca Daniela

Este un cantec deosebit si prea frumos pentru acesta planeta! Este divin...

Mike Olson

Great sound! BZN truly had some of the best concerts. The whole world love them yet in the US people haven't even heard of the group.

Aurelia Moca

A super melody and fantastic voices ! Thank You,BZN !❤🌹🌹🌹

Maria Silva

Muito lindo!!

Anna Sentkowska

Piękne wykonanie,serdecznie pozdrawiam
Anna z Belgii

kierowca1956

w takcie tej muzyki pozdrawiam , Wiesiek z Polski

Stefans63 Stefan

Przepiekna piesn, ja dysponuje w wykonaniu chor niewolnikow przesliczna i te wzruszajace slowa. Wnide Panie na prog Twych oltarzy, glos podniose z padolu tej ziemi,niech Twe serce litoscia nas darzy, Ty nasz Ojciec, my dzieci Twe, my wierny lud...i tak dalej dysponuje polskim tekstem.przecudowny utwor, lacze pozdrowienia...

Jadwiga Machała

@krystyna palczynska Dołączam się do słów uznania.

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