You are walking through a forest. Nuclear winter has arrived and you have no idea where you are. As you sink deeper and deeper into the forest, You hear a faint sound in the distance. You start running toward the sound. When you reach the source of the music, you find a small campfire with a single tent next to it. The record player is still playing near it. You take a step closer when you hear a snap. You quickly turn around to see a revolver trap aimed at your head. The last sound you hear is the last beat of this song as you collapse into the snow.
POV: You’re a Russian conscript looking back at the aftermath of a harsh battle, seeing a level of brutality you never considered possible for mankind to inflict on itself, and sigh on the realization your still hundreds of miles from Berlin and therefore, plenty of time to see these bloody sights again, and than again, and than again.
ENGLISH LYRICS Dark is the night, only bullets are whistling around With the wind singing songs in the wires and the stars softly gleaming You are awake though the night has long covered the grounds As you’re rocking the cradle, I know you are quietly weeping Oh, how l want to see that tender look in your eyes Oh how I want just one moment to kiss them gently! We’re miles apart. And although stars are lit in the sky Yet the dark steppe between us tonight feels so troubled and empty I do believe you’ll remain ever faithful and true It’s this faith that gave courage to me in the fiercest of battles And I’m at peace ‘cause I know I’m returning to you And whatever befalls me, for sure, I’ll return in fine fettle I fear no death. It’s been taking its toll all around And even now it is raging and will not settle You are awake though the night has long covered the grounds As you’re rocking the cradle I know I’ll return in fine fettle
Makes me think about walking through a ww2 era Stalingrad reduced to rubble. Not a single indication of life to see. Just apartment blocks and scores of buildings turned into piles of rock and stone under an ashy sky. The sound of faint wind is all you can hear
@@user-uh7ho1fx5lduring operation bagration after the Soviets retook Stalingrad. The artillery fire would have stopped as the line progressed but the state of the city would be the same
this song was actually made in a soviet war film in 1943, after a harsh battle, soviet soldiers dug in sit down as a guy starts to sing and play guitar
Why does this sound like something you would possibly hear in the Fallout (game series) universe. Imagine, of a fallout game which took place in Moscow, where the USSR didn't cease to exist, but the world experienced the nuclear apocalypse. Now imagine as the player, you're walking the post apocalyptic Red Square while this song is playing.
i sadly have to disagree sadly i cant speak russian but that song sounds AWSOME and the world we are in Isnt... its garbage maybe we will have a good world (most likely after my time) then we can have that song as our Athem!
@@sirtommenom2949 that's literally the song in which a soldier talks to his beloved one, waiting for him at home while being in darkness under flying bullets and describing his emotioal state, nothing good about this situation, dude
Our world would had to be way, waaaay worse place to be worthy this song as it's anthem. Yes, it would fit for the last remnants of humanity after some kind of global catastrophe, doomed to extinction and before that to suffer that few years of pointless existence...
@@Poznan__ it would fit even now. we are destroying our planet as we're speaking...and many injustices are happening all over the world, though I agree the song would sound nice in that scenario
Its 1991, your toes are numb from the cold of the gray winter. your father sits rocking back and forth in his small wooden chair, pieces missing, used to heat the house when wood was low. He is shaking and humming this song to himself. He hasnt been the same since he came back. You look out your window to see the banners of red covering the many buildings of your city fall limp to the ground, one after another. All that you suffered for, all that your father fought for has come to an end. Communism has failed you, your country has failed you, the world has failed you.
You walk towards Stalingrad with your rifle and the souls of your comrades, you see germans from the other side of the road, they quickly see you and their try to shoot you, you dodge them but their grenades hit your leg. You crawl to an wall, your back against the wall, you think about Ivan, your comrade, your dad and mom, and you think about Natalia your love, you realise that nobody will come over to save you and that you will propably die here alone, Natalia, her, wait her beloved one but she doesnt know that he is already bleeding to Death.
Тёмная ночь, только пули свистят по степи, Только ветер гудит в проводах, тускло звёзды мерцают. В тёмную ночь ты, любимая, знаю, не спишь, И у детской кроватки тайком ты слезу утираешь. Как я люблю глубину твоих ласковых глаз, Как я хочу к ним прижаться сейчас губами! Темная ночь разделяет, любимая, нас, И тревожная, чёрная степь пролегла между нами. Верю в тебя, в дорогую подругу мою, Эта вера от пули меня тёмной ночью хранила... Радостно мне, я спокоен в смертельном бою, Знаю, встретишь с любовью меня, что б со мной ни случилось. Смерть не страшна, с ней встречались не раз мы в степи. Вот и теперь надо мною она кружится. Ты меня ждёшь и у детской кроватки не спишь, И поэтому знаю: со мной ничего не случится!
Раскрою тайну. К моменту ВОВ большая часть тех "красных" либо умерло от старости, либо от голода и в лагерях. Хорошо с ними Родина обошлась, не правда ли?
@@weed_lord Ооо, вот и проявился "ентехлект". Боюсь ты не угадал, я не из тех кто хоть с дьяволом но против большевизма. Наоборот отношусь уважительно к периоду ВОВ и нахожусь на стороне русского солдата
@@АСКР06 Дыа, какие классные истории можно придумать, почитав про продразвёрстку, НЭП и кулаков с 37 на закуску. Эх были времена и врагов народа не было и жили не боясь мужчин в синих фуражках и штанах.
This makes me think of my grandfather. Sitting on the bank opposite stalingrad seeing a whole city burn knowing hed soon go kill facists or be killed maybe. Then at berlin. He told me he got so drunk that coulsnt believe war was over. I think of all the heroes who died when i hear this. They are in our blood, brothers and sisters, mothers and fathers, sons and daughters. I would fight for them so they can live one dag more
Jestem Polakiem. Przykro sie patrzy na kraj, który w swojej zawiścu tak mocno dba o to by roztrwonić cały swój dobytek literacki, kinematograficzny i kompozytorski. Piękny utwór.
Капитализм виноват. путин, зеленский, байден и вся остальная компания как правящий клас при этом капитализме и виноваты, на пару со всеми олигархами которые эту бойню продолжают во имя выгоды@@memnik0_0
Night… you were hiding from soviets, T-34’s passing burning Panthers and other Panzers. You see fires lighting up dark night, you see your favorite childhood places turn into dust… soldiers screaming: урааа! (Hurray) Soviet flags waving around, lighted by burning houses. You can’t cry, because you already lost everything. You lay down on ruins, and look up at the sky… even stars turn red because of the fire. Soviet soldiers sing their songs and enjoy the victory of the biggest war in the world. Next day you find newspaper called: „The Stars And Stripes”: Htlr dead. Soviets Going back home, and tell Stalin that they took Berlin. Other survivors coming out from the ruins and look around. They only see black smoke in the skies, and what their country turned into. Wounded kids, teenagers and adults. Soldiers coming back crying and praying that suffering is over. Your body is full of blood and scars, you lay down and feel, energy leaving your body. Last Tear comes out and close your eyes and say: I am fully yours, God
copy pasting this from a different comment: for people who want to sing it but dont know russian Tyomnaya noch', tol'ko puli svistyat po stepi, Tol'ko veter gudit v provodakh, tusklo zvyozdy mertsayut... V tyomnuyu noch' ty, lyubimaya, znayu, ne spish', I u detskoy krovatki taykom ty slezu utiraesh'. Kak ya lyublyu glubinu tvoikh laskovykh glaz, Kak ya khochu k nim prizhat'sya khot' raz gubami! Tyomnaya noch' razdelyaet, lyubimaya, nas, I trevozhnaya, chyornaya step' prolegla mezhdu nami. Veryu v tebya, v doroguyu podrugu moyu. Eta vera ot puli menya tyomnoy noch'yu khranila... Radostno mne, ya spokoen v smertel'nom boyu: Znayu, vstretish' s lyubov'yu menya, chto b so mnoy ni sluchilos'. Smert' ne strashna, s ney vstrechalis' ne raz my v stepi... Vot i teper' nado mnoyu ona kruzhitsya, Ty menya zhdyosh' i u detskoy krovatki ne spish', I poetomu znayu, so mnoy nichego ne sluchitsya!
Хахахаххаахаж... Ты раб капиталистической системы. А СССР великая страна, такой страны нет и не будет. А ты, продолжай оскорблять другую страну, покажи какой ты гнилой другим людям.
Ты 14 летний парнишка пошедший в партизаны Ваш лагерь обнаружили и разбомбили Ты решаешь вернутся в родную деревню По приходу никого не обнаруживаешь Всех твоих родных и остальных жителей деревни убили немецкие войска 3 рейха Ты уходишь в другое партизанское формирование Во время задания теряешь всех напарников Оказываешься в деревне которую сжигают немецкие войска вместе со всеми жителями Это и есть то что зовется войной
The chance of me being alive right now is around 7.6% not like a 100% like you. My family lived in eastern part of Poland right on the border of Germany and ussr in 1940. After the invasion of Poland half of my family went to some cities in Germany and the other half went to dip highgrounds of Ural mountains. During the operation Barbarossa my family from Ural mountains was deployed near the city of Stalingrad, which had the least chance for a soldier to survive. My great grandfather was born there by my mother being graped and later killed by German officers. My family literally had to fight eachother as one nation of Poland, but under different rules of Germany and ussr. Never say that Nazism or Communism is a good thing.
stop idolizing russia. not only because my country is a terrible warmongering dictatorship, but also because all you know about russia is communism and vodka, which isnt true
Photos of checkist (first one in 0:00) makes me goosebumps, knowing that during Stalins era, the state and it's representatives were true wolves, which innocent people should be afraid of during every night. And then nazis came and nightmare became totally unimaginable. Well, the night was black indeed.
@Artyom The Idiot As a Russian speaker, this song sounds great in this edit. The sad violin slowed down to an almost heart-rending whimper adds to the effect of the overall song. It's as though his voice echoes through time to tell a a tale of hope that love will endure the hell of war.
