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Soave is a dry white wine from the Veneto region in northeast Italy, principally around the city of Verona. It is one of 32 Italian Denominaziones di Origine Controllata e Garantita (DOCG).

There are two types of Soave, each with three variations; Recioto di Soave (Bianco as normale, Classico and Spumante) is made from the upper part of the Garganega grape bunch (the recia, in the local dialect) and Soave Superiore (Bianco as normale, Classico and Riserva) which was awarded a separate DOCG in 2001.

Garganega is the designation’s principal grape variety, ideally suited to the slopes of the Alpone, Tramigna, Illasi and Mezzane valleys. The use of the specification “Classico” with the designation “Soave” is reserved for the product made from grapes harvested and vinified in the municipalities of Soave and Monteforte d'Alpone, ie. the oldest, original “classic” zone.

The Soave production zone is situated in the eastern part of the hills in the province of Verona (north of the Serenissima highway, between the 18th and 25th kilometres of the Verona-Venezia road). The zone includes part or all of the lands belonging to the municipalities of Soave, Monteforte d'Alpone, San Martino Buon Albergo, Lavagno, Mezzane, Caldiero, Colognola, Illasi, Cazzano, San Bonifacio, Roncà, Montecchia and San Giovanni Ilarione.

Notable producers of Soave include, but are not limited to:

• Pieropan (Azienda Vitivinicola Leonildo Pieropan)
• Anselmi (Azienda Agricola Roberto Anselmi)
• Azienda Agricola ca' Rugate
• Azienda Agricola Coffele
• Azienda Agricola Gini Sandro e Claudio
• Suavia
• Santa Sofia
• Inama

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But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

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As she stared in my eyes and smiled
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He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

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But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

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He call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why He call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

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He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he stood smiling above me with a rock in his fist

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And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
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But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

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