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Legends from Liguria.
A lot of centuries ago the people of Ligurian lived in an area that was much wider than the beautiful Italian region of today that is called Liguria. Mysterious and enigmatic, the Ligurian attracted the attention of the greater reporters of their time for two features of their nature that were very different between them: physical strength and musical sensitivity.
Aeschylus, Apollodorus and Ovid wrote that: the brothers Albion and Ligure, sons of Poseidon and then incarnation of telluric forces, were king of the Ligurian when they stole the horses of Heracles. Mad, the demigod (which had given proof of great strength and courage with his twelve labors) chased them to punish them, but he found strong and not at all intimidated opponents. Heracles was about to surrender when Zeus himself intervened to rescue the child, and through a rain of stones slaughtered the Ligurian. Later Zeus had again to deal with this people, but in very different circumstances. Because of the sudden loss of his friend Phaeton, Cycnus, another king of Ligurian, died of grief. The longing complaints of Cycnus reached Zeus that, moved, changed the body of the king into the swan of sweet song, while the sisters of the deceased became rows of poplars (typical of the landscape of Po valley) and their tears amber. Precisely because of their musical sensitivity the Ligurian woul be so called, from the greek etymon liguò, that means melodious, sound. A sensitivity that many and many years after Cycnus, would have had other myths and legends in the songwriters of the so-called “Genovese school” (Fabrizio De André, Bruno Lauzi, Luigi Tenco, Umberto Bindi, Paolo Conte, Gino Paoli). While there are also people who have found the origin of the name of this people in the root lig-, which in ancient Ligurian would have meant mud, we are waiting for you in our family hotels also in this fascinating land, for a family holiday in its most beautiful sea resorts. But do not be surprised if you will have a sudden desire to sing or to show your muscles! arininchi
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