RENATA TEBALDI VS MARIA CALLAS EBBEN NE ANDRÒ LONTANA

Well I will go far away, As far as the echo of the church bell, There, through the white snow, There, through the golden clouds, There, where hope is regret and pain. Oh, Wally is going far away, Far from her mother s happy house. Maybe she won t come back to you You ll never see her again. Never again, never again. I will go alone and far As far as the echo of the church bell, There, through the white snow; I will go, I will go alone and far Through the golden clouds