On an Evening in Roma

I can't help but hum Dean Martin's song, On an Evening in Roma, (written in 1959) each day that I walk the streets in Rome. The song is timeless just as the city. I'm sure visitors to the city were humming along in 1970 just like I am in 2019. This is evidence that this place is eternal right? Not only the ruins still stand, but the culture remains the same. The song is from the point of view of single man walking the streets of Rome in the evening. He is a by passer witnessing lovers splitting from crowds and enduring each others love. The singer seems to be longing for a love of his own. As a fellow by passer, I can agree that Rome is overflowing with love. The ordinary roman is hand in hand with someone; kissing each other just to remind one another that they are there. The affection is foreign to me. It's lovely really. Every time I think to myself "It's weird that italians do..." I then think, "or maybe it's weird that Americans don't do ...". This song represents roman culture perfectly.

"Don't know what the country's coming to, But in Rome do as the Romans do"

Rome is in Italy, yes; but being in Rome is unlike any other Italian city. It's being frozen in a time where on Sunday afternoons, the streets are vacant and you hear a young girl practicing her piano skills from the second floor of her apartment. It's being frozen in a time where men buy women roses on the street because they want to receive a kiss in return. Its being frozen in a time where there is a man with an accordion standing on the corner playing the very song I am writing about. Dean Martin encapsulates Roman culture in a song and it is just as timeless as the city itself.

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