Скажите что мной движет??? вначале 10 раз посмотрел ее выступление в оригинале..и после этого уже второй час смотрю на реакции иностранцев...!!! Мужик..39 лет.117 кг.186см....)))
@@popeyethesailor2525 просто мне показалось что это как минимум забавно когда большой и сильный мужчина..не стесняется признаться в том что и он бывает сентиментальным..)))
прыгаю уже больше 40 раз по аналогичным видео, после первого видео думал ну да неплохо, Точнее шикарно она исполнила песню Виктора, но после 49 скачков понял, что она ещё и эту песню донесла до миллионов иностранцев!!! теперь Цой жив везде!!!)
до слёз и мурашек!!! песня на все времена! Спасибо,Виктор за шедевр! Спасибо,Полина за супер исполнение!!! Был на концерте весной 1989 в Екатеринбурге группы Кино во Дворце спорта.как сейчас помню,все встали на сидения рядов,что стояли в партере,на льду,никто не хотел сидеть! потом побежали к служебному брать автографы у Вити... через много,много лет сам стал профессиональным музыкантом,и свела судьба с легендарным директором группы Кино,Олегом Толмачёвым,с кем сейчас сотрудничаем,и работаем!
Спасибо за Полину! Polina is a Russian singer and she sings in Russian. )) And in Chinese,French ,English and Italian. the Cuckoo Song is very dramatic. here's the Russian translation. Songs of mine that I've yet to write. How many? Tell me cuckoo, count them for me. The city or the village - where am I to live? To lie as a stone, Or burn as a star, a star? Sunlight of mine, glance now on me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if you have powder, give me a spark. That's that. Who will now take the lonely path? The strong and the brave Have laid down their heads in battle, in the fields. Few now remain in memory, with a clear mind, And a firm hand, in the ranks. Our ranks. Sunlight of mine, glance now on me. See me palm has turned to a fist. And if you have powder, give me a spark. That's that. Where are you now, freedom of will? With who are you now Greeting the tender sunrise? Answer me. Life is good with you, and bad without. My patient head And submissive shoulders, under the lash. The lash. Sunlight of mine, glance now at me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if you have powder, give me a spark. That's that.
Если есть порох, дай огня - it's more like "if there's any gunpowder left, give me some fucking fire!" Straight ru-eng translations just fail to convey it most of the time.
Это было великолепно! Всё, начиная от образа, выражения лица, до движений, мимики и голоса - просто шедевр! пересматриваю уже множество реакций, гордость берет за нас и Полину. посмотрите ей интервью перед этим выступлением - там она сказала что хотела выразить этой песней.
Несравненная Поля!!! Больше похожа песня на Гимн,столько вложено души и чувсв! Бравоооооо!!! Цепляет всех,даже тех,кто не понимает про что песня! В большинстве иностранных песен нет ни смысла ни души,а Витя и Поля всех укусили,молодчина,не дает забыть Витю! Всегда будет Жив!!!
Поля! Поля! Поля! В таоём "кулаке" и ласка и мощь, нас на подвиг поднимающая! Женщины России - вы наш незаменимый военный фонд! Слава вам, мои дорогие! Мира и долгого жития вам, родные, и вашим родным, ради которых вы живёте и трудитесь!
Thank you for your reaction. I watched it 10 times or more. I already know almost every word in this video. It’s really so interesting to watch for you. You are the openning of last weeks. Your videos charge and cheer up me. Take care and best wishes. Keep going.
Polina is a Russian Diva! Polina is gorgeous and this song by russian rock musician Viktor Tsoi is very suitable for her, considering that this song has become the soundtrack for the film “Battle for Sevastopol” - about the most famous woman sniper of the USSR - Lyudmila Pavlichenko, about war and life in war. ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-fuPX8mjeb-E.html If you do not forget the context of the film, then this song is like the cry of the soul of a woman from whom the war selects loved ones and the best years. Polina gave it all very well. Musical arrangement by Konstantin Meladze. Cackoo Songs that are yet to be written, how many? Tell me, cuckoo, sing it out loud City should I dwell in or suburbia Lie as a stone or burn as the brightest star? A star. Light of my sun - take a look at your work You’ll see my hand curling into a fist And if there is gunpowder, give me a spark So it goes. Who will trace these steps bred of loneliness The strong and the brave Having all being lost, in battle In death... Few of us remain who remember still Few who are sane and whose hand won’t falter On the sword Light of my sun - take a look at your work You’ll see my hand making a fist And if there is gunpowder give me a spark So it goes. Where is it you got to, my own free will? Who gets to greet this gentle sunrise with you? Tell me! Happy was I with you but distraught without Bowing my head, letting my back get lashed Get lashed…. Light of my sun - take a look at your work You’ll see my hand making a fist And if there is gunpowder give me a spark So it goes.
Нежный хрупкий ангелочек, с таким сильным металлическим голосом, кто бы мог подумать не услышав ее, молодец, нашей безголосой попсе с ней не сравница,она единственная певица кто мне очень нравится, только ее песни я скачиваю и слушаю, браво Полина!!!удачи и высот в твоем творчестве!! !
"How many songs that haven't been written yet? Tell me, Cookoo, sing it Should I live in the city, or on the outskirts? Lay like a stone, or burn out like a star? My sun, look at me- my palm has turned into a fist. And if there is gun powder, give me some fire- just like that. Who will walk alone across the world now? Strong and brave ones have laid down their heads in the field, in the battle It's a song about the war, there is a great video to go with it.
Natashka 1982. У него всё равно не сложится этот пазл в голове пока он не узнает русское поверье про кукушку. Вы владеете английским в должной мере, вот и объяснили бы ему это поверье. Можно порекомендовать ему посмотреть фильм "А зори здесь тихие" 1972 года. Тем более что есть версия фильма с английскими субтитрами.
Cuckoo Songs of mine that I've yet to write. How many? Tell me cuckoo, count them for me. The city or the village - where am I to live? To lie as a stone, Or burn as a star, a star? Sunlight of mine, glance now on me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if you have powder, give me a spark. That's that. Who will now take the lonely path? The strong and the brave Have laid down their heads in battle, in the fields. Few now remain in memory, with a clear mind, And a firm hand, in the ranks. Our ranks. Sunlight of mine, glance now on me. See me palm has turned to a fist. And if you have powder, give me a spark. That's that. Where are you now, freedom of will? With who are you now Greeting the tender sunrise? Answer me. Life is good with you, and bad without. My patient head And submissive shoulders, under the lash. The lash. Sunlight of mine, glance now at me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if you have powder, give me a spark. That's that.
Мне нравится, что автор на самых хороших моментах делает паузу и комментирует. Эта тема с пианино - просто шедевр. Да и со скрипкой. Да блин - всё тут ШЕДЕВР !!!!
This song is not about the world at all, it is about people who see the sun for the last time. Squeeze a peaceful hand into a strong fist and go into battle. Perhaps this is their last chance to see the sun ........
This song ( the piano-melody is original melody from Zoy) was writen by the most famous and best rocksinger in USSR. His lyrics has deep sense , but its not easy to understand . Even harder for people , who dont know the living in USSR .
В двух словах: он по достоинству оценил работу Полины и в особенности отметил работу музыканта за фортепиано, а так же в конце похвалил съёмочную группу за момент, где Полину сняли крупным планом и сказал что она выглядит как Ангел. Пожалуйста)
@@imlove8931 Чтобы не случилось,да-же если знаем,что нас ждет,мы все равно пойдём к своей цели и не отступим. Русский-это не национальность.Это состояние души!Кто понял Русскую душу-станет Русским.
Songs of mine that I've yet to write. How many? Tell me cuckoo, count them for me. The city or the village - where am I to live? To lie as a stone, Or burn as a star, a star? Sunlight of mine, glance now on me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if you have gunpowder, give me a fire. That's that. Who will now take the lonely path? The strong and the brave Have laid down their heads in battle, in the fields. Few now remain in memory, with a clear mind, And a firm hand, in the ranks. Our ranks. Sunlight of mine, glance now on me. See me palm has turned to a fist. And if you have gunpowder, give me a fire. That's that. Where are you now, freedom of will? With who are you now Greeting the tender sunrise? Answer me. Life is good with you, and bad without. My patient head And submissive shoulders, under the lash. The lash. Sunlight of mine, glance now at me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if you have gunpowder, give me a fire. That's that.
The Cuckoo-bird How many songs yet to write or sing are there? Predict, the cuckoo, sing out Shall I dwell in town or the outskirts, Lie like a stone or like a star blaze out? Blaze out You, Sun of mine, just give me a glare And see my hand all clenched tight in a fist And if there is powder, give the fire Like this.... Who will take up now this abandoned trail? All the strong and daring Perished in the fields of fresh green, in fight. Few are left in unforgetting memory, In sober mind, or power in hand, lined-up Lined-up You, Sun of mine, just give me a glare And see my hand all clenched tight in a fist And if there is powder, give the fire Like this.... Where are you then now, freedom free and bold? Who are you then with Cheerful sunrise receiving? Reply. It’s so good with you but so bad without, Patient heads and shoulders - for the sure lash they lie They lie. You, Sun of mine, just give me a glare And see my hand all clenched tight in a fist And if there is powder, give the fire Like this... 1990, Victor Tcoi (1962-1990)
She sings in Russian. Just in case if you wanna know what the words are, I made translation for you: How many songs haven't been written? Say a cuckoo , sing it to me. Would I be a citizen or a peon? Laying stone or a burning star to be? / a star / Look at me , my sun: My palm turning into a fist . And if there is gunpowder, give me some fire ! Like this! Who will follow someone's lonely track ? Battle fields covered with strong and bold heads. Only a few stays in a bright memory With sober mind and a firm hand in the ranks / in the ranks / Look at me , my sun: My palm turning into a fist . And if there is gunpowder, give me some fire ! Like this! Where are you now absolute freedom? Who are you meeting the gentle dawn with? Answer me! It is good with you but really bad without Head on shoulders, patient under the whip... / under the whip / Look at me , my sun: My palm turning into a fist . And if there is gunpowder, give me some fire ! Like this! Look at me , my sun: My palm turning into a fist . And if there is gunpowder, give me some fire ! Like this!
The original song "Cuckoo" was written by rock musician Viktor Tsoy in 1990. This song is about a very long war being fought, especially for everyone inside, about a virus that crippled people's minds. And when people listen to this song goosebumps appear because they feel that they are about to wake up and remember who they are. But as soon as the song ends, they again plunge into deep darkness. Most of Tsoy’s songs are mainly about this hidden war that is being waged against humanity. It’s like in films like Strain, where an alien virus captures the minds of people and they no longer become completely human. Perhaps that is why Viktor Tsoy was killed. However, the good news is that dawn nevertheless comes and every day more and more people wake up and soon everything should become clear.
