Ya know, when you hear Italian being sung operatically, you don't expect them to be singing about Cylons and toasters
Battlestar OperaticaMaledetto sia tuo cuore Cylone
C'è una tostapane nella tua testa
E porta tacchi a spillo
Numero Sei ti chiama
Il rivelatore Cylone impone
La tua ragazza è un tostapane
Maledetto sia tuo cuore Cylone
Ahimè, disgrazia! Ahimè, tristezza e miseria!
Il tostapane ha un bel vestito
Rosso come la sua spina dorsale ardente
sussura Numero Sei:
"Per tuo comando"
Maledetto sia tuo cuore Cylone
...
Woe upon your Cylon heart
There's a toaster in your head
And it wears high heels
Number Six calls to you
The Cylon Detector beckons
Your girlfriend is a toaster
Woe upon your Cylon heart
Alas, disgrace! Alas, sadness and misery!
The toaster has a pretty dress
Red like it's glowing spine
Number Six whispers:
"By your command"
Woe upon your Cylon heart
~Battlestar Galactica, Season 1 Soundtrack
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that is frakkin' awesome.
Speaking as a trained opera singer, I must say that Cylons and toasters sound much much much prettier in Italian than in English. "By your command" just doesn't quite have the same punch as "per tuo comando".