Thanks for the reaction! I am very impressed! This is of course the battle of light with the demons inside of each of us.... Amazing vocals, amazing storyline and the Shaman played this role amazingly! - SHAMAN, how was the idea of creating the track born? - At first, just the phrase “My crows” came to my mind. And I made a chorus out of it, and after that I thought about the verses. The raven is the bird of death, death. Therefore, in this song, I seem to be lying in damp earth, and there is no one next to me, except for my sins, pain ... I remember my life, the wind sings above me and those same crows fly by me. In fact, this is a song about a man who died and sings about himself after his death. Crows are the personification of his sins, experiences, dark sides, with which he fought and continues to do so. This is where it all started. - In the clip we see a warrior who died on the battlefield. Why exactly? - It's a song about death. But do not go to my grave! Therefore, the image of a bald man with a beard arose, whose head is above the ground. But the picture would be incomplete with a simply dead singing warrior. Then the plot came up: the ancient Russian hero was seriously wounded and died the death of the brave on the battlefield, fighting for his great Motherland. And he left his legacy in the sword. Then I began to develop this topic: at the end of the clip, as a descendant of this warrior, I took over the baton: I picked up the treasure sword. On my neck is the cross of the ancestor, which was passed down from generation to generation, and now I became an angel of Light - this can be seen from the white wings - and flew to do righteous deeds.
Shaman: Relatives, I believe that in the soul of any person there is a warrior of light who is constantly overcome by the forces of darkness - the sinister black crows of our sins, disappointments and insults. The struggle between good and evil within us continues throughout our lives, and our every act, every thought can decide the outcome of this eternal battle. There are times when the night seems to be longer than the day, and the world is about to plunge into darkness. But no matter what happens and no matter how strong the evil is around, good will surely win. Good always wins! CROWS MY Fog around And I'm alone I lie sobbing Closing your eyes I left the world Flying up And everything that is in me The soundless cry of the night who knows exactly that I will stay here Lie in the damp ground And they fly over me My crows Fog around And I'm alone I lie sobbing Closing your eyes I left the world Flying up And everything that is with me My sins and rain that washes everything away And they sing to me again cold winds And they fly over me My crows
Вороны это предвестники смерти, это страх смерти, это грехи человеческие. Воин умирает, но он изгоняет из себя этих воронов и отдает душу свою Богу, но душа его не попадает в рай. Бог берет её в своё воинство для сражений с силами тьмы. Поэтому взлетает душа воина с мечом в руках. Те кто не одолел своих воронов просто остались в земле лежать.
Lyrics RAVENS MY Fog around And I'm alone I lie sobbing Closing my eyes I left the world Flying up And everything that is in me The soundless cry of the night Who knows exactly That I will stay here Lie in the damp ground And they fly over me My ravens Fog around And I'm alone I lie sobbing Closing my eyes I left the world Flying up And everything that is with me My sins and rain That washes everything away And they sing to me again Cold winds And they fly over me My ravens
Here's what SHAMAN said about the video and the song: - At first, the phrase "My crows" came to my mind. And I made a chorus out of it, and after that I thought about the verses. The raven is a bird of death, perdition. Therefore, in this song, it's like I'm lying in the damp earth, and there's no one next to me except my sins, pain… I remember my life, the wind sings above me and those very crows of mine fly. In fact, this is a song about a man who died and sings about himself after his death. Crows are the personification of his sins, experiences, dark sides, with which he struggled and continues to do so. That's how it all started. But the picture would be incomplete with just a dead singing warrior. Then the plot came up: the Old Russian hero was seriously wounded and fell to the death of the brave on the battlefield, fighting for his great Homeland. And he left his legacy in the sword. Then I began to develop this topic: at the end of the clip, as a descendant of this warrior, I took over the baton: I picked up a kladenets sword. On my neck is the ancestor's cross, which was passed down from generation to generation, and so I became an angel of Light - this can be seen by the white wings - and flew to do righteous deeds." From me. The kladenets sword is a magic sword in Russian epics and fairy tales, upon receipt of which the warrior became invincible
