My own version of the classic from Giacomo Puccini's opera, Madame Butterfly.
The same Italian-American Christian girl, long past puberty, has a very unfortunate encounter with the distressing feelings towards love and purity the world has when unsuccessfully pursuing a relationship with a fellow foreign European. At night, alone at a swing, she sings this song on yearning to see a love appear on the horizon. Ironically, the boy appears here shortly before it occurs, and the scene grows to become a dagger in his heart. Although in hiding, she divines he is there.
Whereas most rock music of the day captures one emotion per piece, orchestral so often went far beyond that, combining all sorts of emotions in one piece. In Boris Mouravieff's "Gnosis," he uses three musical octaves to model the creation of the universe. Without going too far, every note and octave has a purpose. Being a composer, the man who introduced me to the book was certain that I would be fascinated with such a postulate. I have now gotten there. It leads me to think: "What if the objective of my music, as well as the music of others, were designed to capture every dimension of its covered subject, even if that subject were the whole universe?"
And so, that is what I interpret "Un Bel Di Vedremo" as doing: covering every dimension of the yearning for love. The absurd complacency and naivete, as well as the passionate yearning, and the optimistic visions of its final beginning.