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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2016 12:53:29 GMT -5
www.antena3.com/series/velvet/cartasalberto-1/www.antena3.com/series/velvet/cartasalberto-2/The love letters from Alberto to Ana are the ones all women would love to receive.
www.antena3.com/series/velvet/cartasalberto/cartas-amor-alberto-ana-son-que-toda-mujer-quisiera-recibir_2014022457232c8e4beb28d446ffb2c1.htmlInterviewer: What we already know is the contents of the first letter, that Alberto send to Ana, all of this thanks to the 360 application we have in the Velvet website. A letter he writes in London, one of the many he wrote to her but she never received. Have you seen the letter? well you know the content. MAS: I read the letter, i read it not long ago and they are love letters that also... i said it a lot, the male characters of this show have gestures with their "girls" (he says "niñas" which means little girls, it's a very lovingly way of describe your couple, mi niño/a), they are amazing (the details), and they put the bar very high to men with our couples, because well, you have to care (about the details). And i think that with the love letters it happens the same. They are love letters... they are the love letters i think that everyone want to receive. And i think that in that sense, the screenwriters don't miss any detail.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2016 12:53:56 GMT -5
www.antena3.com/series/velvet/primera-carta-alberto-ana-narrada-miguel-angel-silvestre_20140225571bbad16584a8abb580b593.htmlLondon, September 17, 1951 Dear Ana, I just arrived in London and the only thing I think about is you're not here ... The city is ugly, the rain doesn't stop, and I can't stop thinking that, right now, if it were not for my father, we could be both together in Paris .... Far from everyone. And especially away from them ... I hate him so much, Ana .... I hate my father so much... that i don't think I can ever forgive him that he sent me here without allowing me to say goodbye to you. The school is almost worse than the city. They only let me to write just a letter and make a call a month .... Yesterday I called you at the galleries, but they passed me straight to my father, so I guess the next time i try they will do the same. But you know what ?, no matter what he does ... He, Gloria ... or your uncle. No matter how much they separate me from you because that's not going to make me stop loving you. And I swear I'll soon find out how we can be together ... I do not care if I have to make the school to expel me ... I'll do whatever it takes to get out of here and be with you. But meanwhile promise me you will not forget me... that every time you go up to the roof you are going to think of me ... Because it is the only thing that gives me strength. Remembering that ... our song and everything that has happened this year ... because it was the happiest of my life ... And I know it can not end this way. I know they you think I do not know what I do ... But I do know ... I do not care who your uncle is ... nor if you're an apprentice or ... a seamstress ... He (Alberto's father) does not understand because he has not felt for anyone what I feel for you. He only cares about the business, and money ... but you know I do not care about that if we're together. I do not care if I have to work as an errand boy, or whatever, to be by your side ... Because I know i would be much happier. Anywhere, with you. Because you're the best thing that ever happened to me ... That is clear to me , God how i miss you.I feel alone. I do not have anyone to tell all this and i miss you every day. I miss you showing me the drawings of costumes that you will do when you work with a great designer (laugh) Philip Ray... And you speaking about Doña Blanca and how badly she behaves with you ... I miss your smile, your kisses. .. Your little face ... and those freckles on your nose... I could not even bring the pictures you gave me for my birthday ... But I remember everything, Ana. I have all in my mind, I'll go crazy remembering so much. Write me, please write me and tell me you're waiting you miss me as much as i miss you... that if i would be in front of you, you would give me a kiss, And that you'll not forget me no matter what ... that you need me as much as I need you even though we are far away. And that we are going to see each other soon. Because I don't know how long I can get away from you. I don't know how long i'll stand here without you, Ana. I love you so much, Ana ... I love you more than I've ever loved anyone. Alberto Edit. In bold the changes MAS did to the text.
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Post by victoriavelvet on Oct 17, 2016 13:20:40 GMT -5
Thank you for this Alfi! Such a beautiful letter, he is in pain! Can't wait for him to return.
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Post by Texas on Oct 17, 2016 13:40:01 GMT -5
Thanks for this translation! These are sweet words from Alberto! I too can't wait for his return!!
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Post by Deleted on Oct 17, 2016 13:48:41 GMT -5
www.antena3.com/series/velvet/cartas/segunda-carta-alberto-ana-narrada-miguel-angel-silvestre_20140304571bb7326584a8abb580b271.htmlThe second letter from Alberto narrated by Miguel Angel Silvestre.It's one of the exclusives we have ready for you in 'Velvet 360'. Every week you can listen one new letter from Alberto to Ana, narrated by Miguel Angel Silvestre, from his stay in London where his father sent him to forget Ana. Texts which reflect that the distance is not the oblivion. Listen it completely and discover a new one in the 'Velvet 360" app. London, October 15, 1951 Dear Ana, It's almost a month since i wrote the first letter and i know nothing from you... I don't know if you receive it but i imagine you didn't... I can't think that you did and you don't want to know anything about me... I refuse to think that, because I'm sure that you miss me as much as i miss you. That, you can't sleep at night too, and your appetite fails... and when people ask you why you don't smile, the answer is always the same... Everything reminds me of you. I asked a friend to send this letter... I know that in the moment you see Philipe Ray in the return address you will know it's me. I hope that allows you to receive it... If not i don't know what i'm going to do, Ana... I suppose that there, they will have begun to plan the new fashion show of the season. My father must be very busy choosing patterns... Thinking about this i remembered the first time i saw you. When you arrived with your uncle and i throwed at you that paper plane... And the first time we kissed... In the banister while they were presenting the models... I remember it like it was yesterday and it's already a year. I've been punished all the month in the study room. Two hours more every evening... They are worthless... I thought that way i was going to be expelled from the school but my father has ensured that not be the case. He says i can repeat twenty courses, Ana... that he is not going to let me come back. The only good thing is that, in all this time I made a friend: Mateo. He is also from Madrid. I had seen him at parties to which my father forced me to go but we had never spoken ... This is his second year in London ... I met him in the punishment room. They sent both of us there because my fault. I was in math class and was not able to attend to the board ... so I started to make paper planes: remembering you ... Mateo took them and tried to throw them out the window to some girls passing on the street. .. I hit him one punch ... you must think I'm crazy for what I'm telling you, but ... I felt it took away the only thing I had of you. He still has a black eye ... But we have become friends. He's funny ... I guess my father would think that i'm wrong making these kind of friends but ... you'd like him. For sure. The only bad thing is that he just try to pick up girls at the school next to ours ... and he does not understand why i don't follow him ... It doesn't matter. I don't need him to understand... I understand myself and that's enough. Time passes very slowly. I dream with you coming to see me and I tell you that I come back with you to the galleries, that we are happy, that nothing and nobody stand between us ... and then I wake up and realize that the only reality is that you are still the best of my life. I hope you can write me soon. When you do, please, send me a photo. I need to keep you close no matter what. I love you, and I can not stop thinking about you. Alberto.
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Post by victoriavelvet on Oct 17, 2016 14:20:41 GMT -5
Poor Alberto, to have never received a letter back!
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Post by Liz on Oct 17, 2016 15:10:48 GMT -5
Thanks so much Alfi for translating these letters! Reading about Alberto's love and pain is breaking my heart. In the end I hope Ana shows Alberto too how deep her love is for him!
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Post by Victoria-velvet on Oct 17, 2016 15:16:29 GMT -5
Thanks so much Alfi for translating these letters! Reading about Alberto's love and pain is breaking my heart. In the end I hope Ana shows Alberto too how deep her love is for him! I know, Alberto has always been the one to proclaim his love, Ana has always backed off when things got tough. Alberto may not have always wanted to act sensibly but he was thinking with his heart.
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Post by Camille on Oct 17, 2016 16:47:20 GMT -5
Thanks Alfi for the translations. All the letters from Alberto that Ana never received when Alberto was away at school should have sent warning signs off to Alberto when he never received a reply from Ana. If Alberto knows nothing else about Ana he knows she's always honest with him. Even if she didn't want to see him again, she would have responded to Alberto's and let him know she did not want to see him again. This is why I think Alberto returned to Spain to find out why he did not receive a reply and possibly saw Ana and Carlos together with a son which caused him to give up and go dark.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2016 11:51:51 GMT -5
www.antena3.com/series/velvet/cartas/tercera-carta-alberto-ana-londres_20140311571bb35c4beb287a2917df2a.htmlThe third letter of Alberto to Ana from London
Alberto insists, he doesn't despair and continues writing to Ana each month. It is the third letter, Alberto is still sad, he can't forget Ana even if he meets other girls. Mateo tries to help him but he can not understand him ... Listen the full letter of Alberto to Ana. London, November 9, 1951 Dear Ana: I have been three months here and I never tire of reminding and loving you. Sorry I have not written before but until today they have not lifted the ban on sending letters to me. Even if my last punishment ended more than five days ago. At last! For three weeks the only thing I did was go to class, study, clean boards, polishing floors of classrooms ... day after day. I was isolated in one of the rooms and had no roommates. But that was not the worst. My father insisted that the punishment was exemplary and I could not cross word with any of my colleagues. I thought I went crazy, Ana. With the only one who i could communicate was with Mateo. We took advantage of lunch time. I sat alone at a table and when he passed by me, he shook his head. It was his way of telling me that you had not written. And every day the same gesture. Why do not you write me?, why? Your memory has given me strength during this time but every day that passes, I find it harder to stand it. If i only would know that you also think about me, that you have not forgotten me ... with that alone i could endure a thousand punishments like this. I stopped talking to my father. This month he has been calling but I refused to answer the phone. Yesterday he presented himself here with my sister and Gloria. I spent the day around town with them, but I swear that I even didn't looked at his face. He is very angry and insists that i come to my senses ... if I'm behaving like a petulant child ... if my stubbornness will cost me more than what I think ... but I say nothing. My silence is my answer. I know this indifference hurts him but it is what he has sought when he separated us. If he doesn't want me to stay in Madrid, he will not have a son ... there is nothing more to say. I'm tired that no one understands that what i feel for you can not be changed from overnight. Your uncle didn't understand it, nor my father ... but neither does Mateo. Mateo yesterday insisted to go for a walk and because he was so tiresome, I accepted. When we were in the corner of the street he asked me to wait because more people were going to join us. After a while, two girls came from the nearby boarding school to meet Mateo and then i realized. It was a trap. I argued with him and went back to my room. According to Matthew, the double date was to help me forget. If he had really been in love, just as I am with you, he would know that's impossible. Yet I have persuaded him to help us. I do not know if it is me who does not get your letters, so if you write to me, do it in the name of Mateo Ruiz, to the same address as me. If he receives your letter he will give it to me. I love you, and nothing and nobody will change that. Alberto
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2016 12:15:24 GMT -5
www.antena3.com/series/velvet/cartas/cuarta-carta-alberto-ana-londres-narrada-miguel-angel-silvestre_20140318571bb0394beb287a2917dcbc.htmlThe fourth letter of Alberto to Ana from London narrated by Miguel Ángel Silvestre
Christmas has arrived for Alberto that still thinks Ana from London. A new month has passed but Alberto does not lose hope of someday receiving a letter from Ana. Listen to the full letter here. London, December 5, 1951 Dear Ana, A new month has passed and I still have not news from you. Although it's increasingly harder I will not let the lack of news beat me. This month I see everything different. It must be because Christmas is just around the corner. Christmas in London is very different, there are many more lights and colors everywhere. On the streets, in shop windows ... But I'd rather be living there the eve of the holidays, with you. To eat roasted chestnuts that we bought at the Plaza de Oriente, the nougat candy that your uncle gave us that his friend from Valencia sent to him... But I refuse not to give you a gift this year. I need to see you. So, from here to the end of quarter I will be the perfect student and the perfect son. I started to talk to my father again. I want him to let his guard down and be able to launch my plan without risks. Because Ana, I have a plan. My father told me that this Christmas we will pass them in the mountains. He doesn't want me in the galleries, but i will pass through Madrid. I will not give more details just in case. It is enough that you know that I shall be at 12:00 on Christmas Eve in the same place where I took your hand for the first time. If you are reading this letter, do not let me down. It's my last hope. I love you and I am counting the days until that moment ... Alberto
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Post by Christine on Oct 18, 2016 12:38:13 GMT -5
www.antena3.com/series/velvet/cartas/tercera-carta-alberto-ana-londres_20140311571bb35c4beb287a2917df2a.htmlThe third letter of Alberto to Ana from London
Alberto insists, he doesn't despair and continues writing to Ana each month. It is the third letter, Alberto is still sad, he can't forget Ana even if he meets other girls. Mateo tries to help him but he can not understand him ... Listen the full letter of Alberto to Ana. London, November 9, 1951 Dear Ana: I have been three months here and I never tire of reminding and loving you. Sorry I have not written before but until today they have not lifted the ban on sending letters to me. Even if my last punishment ended more than five days ago. At last! For three weeks the only thing I did was go to class, study, clean boards, polishing floors of classrooms ... day after day. I was isolated in one of the rooms and had no roommates. But that was not the worst. My father insisted that the punishment was exemplary and I could not cross word with any of my colleagues. I thought I went crazy, Ana. With the only one who i could communicate was with Mateo. We took advantage of lunch time. I sat alone at a table and when he passed by me, he shook his head. It was his way of telling me that you had not written. And every day the same gesture. Why do not you write me?, why? Your memory has given me strength during this time but every day that passes, I find it harder to stand it. If i only would know that you also think about me, that you have not forgotten me ... with that alone i could endure a thousand punishments like this. I stopped talking to my father. This month he has been calling but I refused to answer the phone. Yesterday he presented himself here with my sister and Gloria. I spent the day around town with them, but I swear that I even didn't looked at his face. He is very angry and insists that i come to my senses ... if I'm behaving like a petulant child ... if my stubbornness will cost me more than what I think ... but I say nothing. My silence is my answer. I know this indifference hurts him but it is what he has sought when he separated us. If he doesn't want me to stay in Madrid, he will not have a son ... there is nothing more to say. I'm tired that no one understands that what i feel for you can not be changed from overnight. Your uncle didn't understand it, nor my father ... but neither does Mateo. Mateo yesterday insisted to go for a walk and because he was so tiresome, I accepted. When we were in the corner of the street he asked me to wait because more people were going to join us. After a while, two girls came from the nearby boarding school to meet Mateo and then i realized. It was a trap. I argued with him and went back to my room. According to Matthew, the double date was to help me forget. If he had really been in love, just as I am with you, he would know that's impossible. Yet I have persuaded him to help us. I do not know if it is me who does not get your letters, so if you write to me, do it in the name of Mateo Ruiz, to the same address as me. If he receives your letter he will give it to me. I love you, and nothing and nobody will change that. Alberto Thank you Alfi you're the best. No wonder Christina has a nervous 😩 breakdown their love ❤️ story is so 😍I can't find the words to describe it does their kind of love exists?
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Post by amh08 on Oct 18, 2016 12:43:34 GMT -5
Alberto was 12!?!? I thought they were teenagers like 16-18 when he was sent off to boarding school. Their timeline makes no sense to me.
These letters are beautiful. Alberto pours his heart and his hopes out to Ana.
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Post by Deleted on Oct 18, 2016 13:43:58 GMT -5
They met when they were 12 years old? i don't remember if they specified how old they were. The first season it's 1958 and seven years have passed since they were separated (its' 1963 in the fourth season)... they were in their late twenties by then, almost 30, which doesn't make sense since they were supposed to be teenagers, 17-18, in 1951, so yep, the timeline doesn't make sense... MAS is now 34 and Paula is 39 so maybe these 5 'lost' or magically added years have to do with their real age.
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Post by Christine on Oct 18, 2016 14:22:00 GMT -5
www.antena3.com/series/velvet/cartas/tercera-carta-alberto-ana-londres_20140311571bb35c4beb287a2917df2a.htmlThe third letter of Alberto to Ana from London
Alberto insists, he doesn't despair and continues writing to Ana each month. It is the third letter, Alberto is still sad, he can't forget Ana even if he meets other girls. Mateo tries to help him but he can not understand him ... Listen the full letter of Alberto to Ana. London, November 9, 1951 Dear Ana: I have been three months here and I never tire of reminding and loving you. Sorry I have not written before but until today they have not lifted the ban on sending letters to me. Even if my last punishment ended more than five days ago. At last! For three weeks the only thing I did was go to class, study, clean boards, polishing floors of classrooms ... day after day. I was isolated in one of the rooms and had no roommates. But that was not the worst. My father insisted that the punishment was exemplary and I could not cross word with any of my colleagues. I thought I went crazy, Ana. With the only one who i could communicate was with Mateo. We took advantage of lunch time. I sat alone at a table and when he passed by me, he shook his head. It was his way of telling me that you had not written. And every day the same gesture. Why do not you write me?, why? Your memory has given me strength during this time but every day that passes, I find it harder to stand it. If i only would know that you also think about me, that you have not forgotten me ... with that alone i could endure a thousand punishments like this. I stopped talking to my father. This month he has been calling but I refused to answer the phone. Yesterday he presented himself here with my sister and Gloria. I spent the day around town with them, but I swear that I even didn't looked at his face. He is very angry and insists that i come to my senses ... if I'm behaving like a petulant child ... if my stubbornness will cost me more than what I think ... but I say nothing. My silence is my answer. I know this indifference hurts him but it is what he has sought when he separated us. If he doesn't want me to stay in Madrid, he will not have a son ... there is nothing more to say. I'm tired that no one understands that what i feel for you can not be changed from overnight. Your uncle didn't understand it, nor my father ... but neither does Mateo. Mateo yesterday insisted to go for a walk and because he was so tiresome, I accepted. When we were in the corner of the street he asked me to wait because more people were going to join us. After a while, two girls came from the nearby boarding school to meet Mateo and then i realized. It was a trap. I argued with him and went back to my room. According to Matthew, the double date was to help me forget. If he had really been in love, just as I am with you, he would know that's impossible. Yet I have persuaded him to help us. I do not know if it is me who does not get your letters, so if you write to me, do it in the name of Mateo Ruiz, to the same address as me. If he receives your letter he will give it to me. I love you, and nothing and nobody will change that. Alberto Thank you Alfi you're the best. No wonder Christina has a nervous 😩 breakdown their love ❤️ story is so 😍I can't find the words to describe it does their kind of love exists? No Alfi Ann's mother died when she was 9 years old she came to live with her uncle so when they met she was 9 he could've been 10 or 11 he went to London when she was 15 he might have been 16 or 17 and yes their time line doesn't make sense.
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