Benetti is an Italian shipbuilding and Boat building company based in Viareggio, Livorno, and Fano, owned by Azimut.
Benetti designs and constructs motoryachts, and is one of the leading builders of custom superyachts, having won the Showboats International magazine "shipyard number 1" award six times in a row, the only yard to have done so.
Founded in 1873, when Lorenzo Benetti (1844–1914), bought the Darsena Luca shipyard to found the Benetti shipyard. The yard built commercial vessels, including fishing boats and Mediterranean trading ships. On his death in 1914, his sons Gino and Emilio took over, and renamed the yard Fratelli Benetti. They continued using wooden construction, but now built ocean-going ships, and some private yachts. After the death of Gino in 1927, his sons Gusieppe and Virgilio took over his share, while Muarizio and Bertani assisted their father Emilio.
During World War II, the yard built medium-sized military vessels in steel, but due to highly effective bombing, the production was severely limited. After the war, and with restrictions on Italy on what she could produce militarily, the yard produced the first steel-hulled diesel powered vessel in the locality, the "Raphaelo". In 1954, Fratelli Benetti split its sailing and yacht business (Gino's family), from the commercial ship building business which continues under the name M&B Benetti (Emilio's family). Emilio has a holding in both companies, and chairs both companies.
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Tu me tratas de un mal modo
Parece que estoy en un mal sueño pero en verdad
eres mi dueño
Otra vez a cocinar
¿Quieres un pastel o un pay?
Tengo que aprender como mezclarlo con el placer
e-e-er
De chocolate o de limón
Cualquiera causa tentación
Muy importante el betún
Para el cuidado de salud, de nuestra salud
Y Recuerda que vivimos siempre en un infierno
Tu problema es la obsesión, ¿o es nuestro?
Pecaremos contra los estándares del bello
Solo por un buen sazón al corazón
Yo no se si aguantaremos
No se cuanto tiempo tenemos
Solo se que junto a ti estoy atado y no puedo irme lejos
Quiero ya tirar mi cruz
Quiero eterna juventud
Por lo pronto hay que ir hojeando el menú u-u-u
Para empezar un buen sirlon
Con mucha grasa y guarnición
Mesero tráigase licor
Para callar a esta voz que escucho en mi interior
Y recuerda que vivimos siempre en un infierno
Tu problema es la obsesión, ¿o es nuestro?
Pecaremos contra los estándares del bello