You see Ivan, it is possible to hold in ones heart sadness and content, but never happiness. The red mist that was your friend is all over the dead grass, and the good stalker will be a flower in Pripyat soon. Not a horrifying beast or anomaly, a flower for all that is vile to look upon and remember the good in this world. He was a good stalker. Edit Dec 2024: Thank you all so much for the likes and kind words. Remember to never stop reminding others of their light. If we ingite eachothers candles, we can be eachothers kindle. No one is so different from you as you'll want to believe. All I've left to ponder today, is who will become a rose, in times decay ~ - Orion
“For you see, partner, you never truly leave The Zone, and it never really leaves you either. The dead grass under your boot is as much a part of you as you will be a part of it eventually. The only thing you can do until then is simply survive it, bear its weight on your shoulders and hope it doesn’t crush you too soon. Because once that happens, it’s over. The Zone reclaims you, and if you’re lucky, you’ll be a beautiful flower in the dirt, one that shines out amongst the dirt and blood on the ground, a shining beacon that tells other people, “Hey, I made it this far, so can you,” and you’ll be a marker on the journey of someone else, another survivor in this hellscape on the same path you took yourself. But it’s okay, because everything comes to an end eventually. Good people and fun times will die out, just as The Zone and the monsters that live inside it will die out as well, given time. So if you manage to make to another sunrise, smile and laugh, share a drink and a smoke with a fellow survivor, and live this fucked up life of yours to the fullest. Otherwise, this place will eat your soul long before you’re ever dead. And honestly, that’s the worst kind of death out here. Now, how’s about some music for your weary soul in exchange for something to eat or drink? I’m not going anymore anytime soon, so kick back near the fire and just enjoy some peace while we got it...”
I've come here to remember my good friend Gregory. He was a good man, good husband, good father. We miss you every day my friend, see you soon. He died because of the pandemic, such is life. I will never forget what you did for me my friend, this one is for you.
I love the stalker community. We're just old and broken stalkers sharing spicy memes and memories, we have some rookies around but we manage to include them and not shoo them away like other games, that's what I like about the Stalker community, we know that despite being a game, the zone marks you. It touches your soul on a very different level. And once you've survived the zone long enough, even if you leave you always come back. For when the zone beckons, we can only answer to her call. We may hate it, we may love it. But we cannot deny that either way, despite all it's horrors, the zone is and always will be our home. And one day she will claim us.
I fuckin love this song. There's something so human about it. Every pluck isn't clean, the strings don't always produce a flawless sound, but it's still beautiful. Imperfect but incredible. Makes you appreciate life a little bit more.
A wave of sadness passed through the lone survivor as he remembered his friends names. All of them, lost to this god forsaken place they called The Zone. As he reflected back on how they died, he sat down near a campfire, and started playing a melancholy tune. He thought of his old life, and of all his happy memories. None of that mattered anymore, but it felt nice to remember. As he played the song, he eventually drifted off to sleep and dreamt of his friends, the ones he'd never see again, but the ones he'd always remember.
My Dog, Bunso. One day he and my Dad were killing rats in the kitchen. Then Bunso got scratched at his nose. He got infection. But due to quarantine we can’t get him treated. And now It’s been two days since the start of Bunso’s infection. Now we’re just waiting for him to die. We plan to try and get him cremated, since that’s the only thing available this lock down. But I know one thing about Bunso..... He was a good Doggo.
I keep coming back to this song whenever im sad or having a particularly shit day. It dosent make me feel happier it just makes me feel, idk just like a friend is next to me, grants me comfort i guess. Good song
hahaha like that was a real war. talking like that is a disgrace to all the ppl that fought in ww2, ww1, with napoleon, the 30 years war every other war besides USA coming with 120yrs avance tech and sat imagery fighting a sonte age civilization with a dozen shitty aks
My cat, my sweet Alfred. He was feeling great in the morning and was lovey as usual, within 15 minutes he was struck with fear, confusion, paralysis and inevitably I lost my best friend. He is gone but will NEVER be forgotten. Hope you can see this and know I loved you so much, and that love will carry on forever my little bud.
For some reason this reminds me that in The Zone no one can really be called "the good guys". Feels like it's a S.T.A.L.K.E.R. themed rendition of "Short Change Hero" from The Heavy.
You see a radioactive hellscape, full of monsters and bandits, with death and misery everywhere. That is what sets us apart. I see my home. It calls to me, with a melancholic sound. You can leave the zone, but it will never leave you.
Listening to this and reading the Roadside Picnic really gets you into the zone mode. Somehow this music is a bridge between this world and zone. A true hail to our fallen stalker brothers. It is so interesting how such an emotionally loaded relation can be made to virtual character. The game must be really close to those who made to produce this master piece of a game.
They were my two good friends for years. All of us bonded by trauma. Bonded by the hope that we'll find something that wasn't ever there to begin with. We were in different parts of the world, but that didn't stop us from enjoying the time we had left. We would game, we would vent. We would talk about possibly meeting up one day and hang out. Unfortunately throughout the years, one by one became mentally unhealthy and I did the thing I did not want to do: I had to sever them off. I will always cherish the memories I had with them and long for an unrealistic dream that they return. I know they never will.
Life in the zone is a terrible thing... im so sorry for you brother, sincerely. Some eventually come back though, i was lucky enough to witness it, and still are to meet and greet em from time to time. Best of luck to you and em brother
Combat log 116: we lost 20 men today, mostly from ghouls and monolith. We called a tank platoon for assistance, last I heard they were ambushed by monolith with AT4 MANPAD systems. We knew support was not coming, so we rigged charges and began running away. They chased, but they were not perceptive. The charges crushed them all, sadly their guns and ammo were also crushed, causing us to lose an opportunity to gain more resources and guns. We left heavy heartedly, and said our prayers that the zone have mercy on our comrades’ souls. Such is life in the zone, people. (Opens and drinks bottle of Cossacks)
this is why i come here brother, reminiscing my adventures with fellow stalkers, equally beaten black and blue, united by the teachings our bloodmother Zone, to gather around a fire and share sips of vodka with the earth in memory of our brave comrades long lost to the void. fare well my friend, drop by the bar anytime if you enjoy the company of like minded brothers who won't hesitate to stick their neck out for you in times of trouble, as well as fuffin on some high class herb
Ah! You must be the new one right? He told us about you. He was one of us... You dont belong to to any Faction right? Do you want to join us? No? Ok. Please, sit down and lets drink on him for He, was a good Stalker.
I am sitting here crying. I have only played all the Metro games but since the end of Metro Exodus I really know what it's like to be a Stalker. Not knowing if you will be alive to see another day....or your loved ones. Death makes live valuable but it's also scary. Living in The Zone forming the deepest of connections with your fellow comrades knowing full well this could be the last drink, the last melodyad the last campfire you ever see. It enables you to enjoy it even more but knowing that it might be your last is also terrifying. There is no time for dreams for the future as you will most likely have none and seeing the pain and the acceptance in your comrades eyes is the worst thing. Seeing there dreams being crushed by a deadly wound and there calls for help is horrible. In the end you can only carry their memories and patch. So is death really so bad? Would you rather die or be the last one to live? In the end a flower will mark your grave telling everyone "he was a good stalker" Now rest easy my friend and enjoy this moment to its fullest as it might be the last time you will feel true happiness.
Once you step into the zone you can’t leave it… i played this game back in 2010-2011(all 3 of them) and here i am back in the zone.. salute to all the S.T.A.L.K.E.R.S that have been lost into the zone! Rest in peace!
This video is a great big campfire: - the comments are people telling stories - the likes in each comment is a drink or something to eat we all share - Always when i feel kind of desorientated i come back to this video, not other of this song but this extended version, theres always new comments (stalkers) but the old ones keep still make me get orientated in some way. - This video (campfire) can be long or short but all we know is that sooner or later we have to leave this campfire and keep going our personal travel From the bottom of my heart i hope you can find what you are looking for in the zone ♥
(My in game character in Anomaly, Loner) Wrath: Brothers, tonight i am go to Limansk to stop the rising Sin and Monolith, i'll will have a few other brothers including Rogue and some mercs on my side, if i don't made it back take my entire stuff from my stash and play this song for me, goodbye brothers.
This is one of the few games I can't seem to get away from. Every time I leave I always hear the Call of the Zone. It was something I never understood until first setting foot into the zone.
Don't fear the calling brother, the Zone is our shared sweet mother of mistery, her love is tough but eternal, and we all return to her eventually. fare well bratan
This song goes to my first friends wich died while battling the freedom faction on the first days of playing STALKER SoC. Rest In Peace, Comrades Still playing S.T.A.L.K.E.R. in 2022.
after a long journey in the zone,a stalker sits down next to a campfire with other stalkers around it. they laugh,they mourn,they tell stories,they play music. but the stalker knows he has to head out soon...
The thing you rookies don't understand yet is that we live for this fear, without the zone calling us we'd be dead inside long ago, but instead, the zone makes heroes of us. One second stalking the zone is worth a thousand lifetimes, and a simple can of tourist's delight rinced with a sip of vodka that you share with a friend by the fire is a feast for kings.
Here in the zone anyone and everyone is welcome, I kinda feel responsible for what my great uncle did to this world, You see he was a nuclear technician at the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant on the morning of April 26 1986 at 1:23 am his last name was Dyatlov.
I haven't played stalker at all and frankly I found the song on a fallout new vegas video about ulysses but I'm very interested considering I've had this song on repeat for the past 2 days
Its her calling...you must come back once more, see the truth for yourself...fear not, for friends await along the path, they will head on into darkness by your side, cheerfully, for good company is all that matters when heading into the void. Trust me, i've been there and back, and it's not so bad , in the end...
My great grandmother died today, her favorite song sounded like this, she survived through world war 2 the cold war and the singing revolution, she made it to america not to long ago and vrought her children, those children gave grand children then great grand children and even great great grandchildren, then yesterday she got to weak to walk and fell, she probably sustained brain hemorrhaging then she died today at what we think was 2 am, we found her cold at 4 am she died peacefully in her sleep... I miss you great grandma, you will always be the best grandma ever
I was really young the first time I played stalker. my cousins computer wasn't that good, but shadow of chernobyl used to run ok if I can remember it right. only recently, about 1 year and 2 months ago I could remember this masterpiece of a game was called and got to play all of the games. what has led me listen to this song religiously is our good stalker Nicolas, my best friend who died some time ago, he got ran over by a truck. I couldn't attend to his funeral because I had covid at the time, i never got to say goodbye, never got to say anything. despite the sadness of losing a friend, I am happy, for he is now at rest. I see our world as the zone, if you think about it, there are the military, ecologists, the monolith... and us, the loners. he was a good stalker, so good the zone claimed him.
i had fought for almost 2 days game time, i had burned the monolith from they're foxholes and purged the brain scorcher, i had fired almost a thousand rounds of mixed 5.56/5.45 consumed almost a hospitals worth of meds, i was weary and overloaded and my exo was shredded the mask shattered, what should of been a clear road had regained its monolith garrison wiht a pseudogiant to boot, through blind luck and with only 40 rounds to my name i somehow made it through to the army warehouses and as i limped home i was set upon by a pack of dogs, laid on a car roof bleeding out with no ammo i knew my journey was done, then they came 3 of them full sprint aks running red hot, the group i had escorted through hell in the start of my playthrough a lifetime ago had came for me in my hour of need they took up the mantle of being my bodyguards and friends for the rest of my travels, the day each one fell in my defense was every single one a day ill never forget, its only a game, but it touches our souls in a way that cant be described or replicated
I always find myself going back to stalker games, either the original, the anomaly or the EFP modpack. I also always find myself coming back here, to this very video, reading fellow stalkers comments. I really do enjoy it, perhaps its the best and friendliest community out there, it sure is the friendliest I've ever encountered. So, my friends who may stumble upon this comment, I wish you fortune and a very good day ahead of you. See you in the ZONE, stalkers.
Here's to Nikonov, the bravest bastard and the deadliest eyes I've ever seen, that one tounch Son of a B*tch got cautch by the Electric anomoly next to me, dragged him all the way to camp nearby but he's already dead halfway there. No epic battle, no heroic action, one wrong step and The Zone took him, that cold B*tch took him just as simple as that... Nikonov may not be a good guy but he saved my ass twice, he was a good stalker.
picked this gem up on steam sale. s.o.c , pripyat and clear skies on sale..... Stuck trying to avoid the first emission in s.o.c Coming from being a fallout vet ive gotta say the zone is really a different animal all together and i love it all my friends are dead though such is life in the zone i guess
i just started playing stalker anomaly today. I spawned in rookie village, cordon. There was a man named fanatic, he was a tutorial character. he taught me how to kill the boars, how to avoid anomalies and find treasures. but on our way back, we got jumped by a cat. i tried to shoot the cat with my sawed off toz but i hit fanatic instead. he died. i killed the cat and took fanatic's patch and headed back to rookie village. I was dwelling on it the whole way. When i got back, they opened fire on me for killing fanatic. I didn't mean it. There were so many at rookie village that were firing at me. But i did what i had to. Hip, Wolf, Fanatic, and everyone that was at rookie village aside from sidorvich was now dead. I have their blood on my hands. everyone hates me, all factions shoot me on sight. I did not mean to kill fanatic.
I just finished reading Roadside Picnic and those lines are so sad when you know what happened. At first I didn't understand or like the ending, but it really makes sense when you think about it and becomes something beautifully tragic.
Well here I am feeling a bit sentimental I guess. While I may not have lost any dear people I had 3 of my beloved cats die in the last year and I felt they at least deserve a comment and a bottle in their honour, cheers.
A summer lasts forever Depending on your age Is there one you still remember That you swear left you changed Perhaps tied to a person Or maybe a place Blood on the pavement
Ah yes. The zone. Through its ups and downs. Its our home. Our evil and our good. Were bonded like brothers here in the zone.. so to all my fellow stalkers out there. I raise a glsss of GSC Vodka
You recover a ziplock bag with two pieces of paper inside a body in an old mine shaft, Red Forest. It details a Rookie's first day in the zone. October 8th, 2010 "Its my first day in the zone today, and with all the stuff I bought, I barely have enough money for an extra pair of socks. All I could muster up was an old medkit, some bandages, a pda, and a pistol with around 5 loads in it. As soon as the Commander of the Checkpoint let me go off to the Rookie Village, I was on my own. I thought that maybe my respirator would have alot more value here, so I decided to sell it to Sidorovich. However the bastard only gave me 900 rubles and another 8 rounds of 9x18. I can't really do anything about it, the deed is done, so I decided to get some jobs to make up the money I lost. I accepted a job on getting a shipment, and he coaxed me into killing any bandit I saw. Apparently, they are the thugs of the zone, so I have been told. A man outside of the fat mans bunker with a machine gun, gave me a job to escort some tourists to a spot near a railway bridge, and kill some stuff. I've never killed anyone, or anything, but I decided to toughen up and take on the job. I hope it might be like those giant mutated pigs I saw earlier, they looked easy to kill. However, what I saw horrified me, husks of people is all I could describe. Their jaws hanging low, and then next thing you know, a skinny rotting looking one just started to rush at me. Limbs dangling about side to side as I felt some sort of weird energy from within me. I could hear some sort of voice for a brief moment, calling to me. Luckily though, the tourists jumped up in their shoes, and started shooting the thing. The others though were as equally as terrifying in looks. It looked like they were factory workers, some speaking Ukrainian, others Russian. God, their moans of pain, I hated it. How they just beg you to help them, how they are hungry. There was even an old woman, asking me if I wanted cookies, before trying to lunge at me. I killed atleast five or six of them, I think. I thought the coast was clear, but the next thing i knew, some sort of gasmask sound began to echo from a nearby tunnel. Then, it just leaped out at me, letting out a growl and swiping at me! I shot it twice in the face, before it went limp, and the second one that came right after, I think ran off. I hobbled my way back, my leg fucked up and the two tourists about left me behind going back to the village. I got back to the village, thank god, and got my pay, about 9,000 rubles! But, that was short lived, and I had to buy a bunch of medical supplies.. Sidorovich said that if I forked over 5,000 rubles, he would give me a stash full of medical supplies, since he "felt bad." Although I wouldn't think that a business man would lie to his customers, I felt something was off about it. However he is my only real contact in here, so I took a risk and forked it over. He let me have the stash coordinates, told me how to use some features on my PDA, and sent me on my way. I walked at a good pace, until getting to this grain silo looking area, nearby where I was earlier. The bandage that I put on was starting to get stale, and I needed to change it soon. However to my luck and blessing, Sidorovich did not disappoint. I was able to find a blue zip up bag, full of goodies. Some morphine, a proper medkit, although with just a single syrette, and a sewing kit. I decided to change the bandage again, with the one I found in this little medical bag, and move over to somewhere safer, since I heard some gunfire near the railway bridge. I am at a carpark or something like that, and I discovered some weird anomaly by a crashed truck, it sucked in the bolt when I threw it in. To be fair, I played with it a light bit, until I ran out of bolts. I managed to look around, and propped up a board on a stone wall and decided to head up in the roof of some building. The place where I was looked barely visited, and luckily, some sort of concealment was there, so neither mutants or hopefully people won't find me. The adrenaline that was in my system by now was wearing down, and I am real damn thankful for the morphine.. Luckily, probably some lousy bandit, left his bottle of vodka that was already here, probably had a friend toss it up here as a prank and I managed to use that as a makeshift disinfectant. The syrette was lucky to have its only user be me, for now, so I shouldn't get any diseases from it, I hope. So, after an hour, I think, I managed to patch up the wound properly.. I'm not a doctor, and I just hope it doesn't leave that big of a scar. My mom would kill me if she knew I bribed one of my uncle's friends to go out in the zone. Maybe I can give her a gift, for her 43rd birthday, maybe a necklace made out of fangs? Actually, maybe some beads. Thats what i'll do, I'll make her beads out of every animal I find here, and soon, I will get out of here before christmas, and in February, I give her a big gift of beads! I wish I could talk to her, see her smile, and my sister too. I should get enough money from jobs here, so I can get her a 2002 Mercedes Convertible, or something.. Maybe i'll see about sending her a letter, go to the red forest, and take some pictures. I suppose I will see what the zone brings me. Tommorow is another day." The current year is 2018. You turn the body to view its face. It is a sinner, killed just only 2 hours ago presumably. "Little Mercedes, Master, Sin. Reputation: Terrible." Is viewed on a busted up and considerably outdated PDA model. Multiple beads are discovered worn around his neck, after pushing up a rather thick beard, and angling back the bodie's neck, showing years worth of dirt and grime, spotted all over his neck, the beads likely the cleanest thing on him. You dare not to unveil the cloth mask covering his face, and to confirm that this was indeed the very same person, you lifted up his pant leg, revealing a deep scar on his calf, seemingly still infected, even after all this time. It makes you question if Sinners really always were monsters to start off with. Are all of them Stalkers, seemingly lost to the zone? How did they end up so deformed, hedious, yet at the same time, seemingly super human? Is this what happens to those you visit the wish granter, as the legends say? The answer to your question falls on deaf ears. You have your own task to do. To reach the Wish Granter. Perhaps it will have the answers for all this madness, murder, worship, and greed..
The Merc, who has spent many long winters in The Zone: "I didn't question or participate in the politics of this shithole when i got here... but I know better now. Stalker, listen closely; it wasn't an anomaly or some psy-storm. It wasn't a cruel, souless beast ravaged by radiation. A man, one of flesh and blood. One who will too one day, return to the dirt. A man who made his choices. So come, Stalker; you now have your resson to keep going, to keep setting camp by the fire. For what it's worth; he was a good S.T.A.L.K.E.R"
You know, I'm starting to get tired of having to press the replay button.
Is that a challenge to make 23 hour?
@@oldfrostytabby Yes and I challenge you to accept his challenge!
@@johnniewalker877 challenge accepted
@@oldfrostytabby Yes. Also, nice work on making it end just as abruptly as the shorter version.
Let me help you - right click on the video, then left click on "loop" option. You are welcome. :)
You see Ivan, it is possible to hold in ones heart sadness and content, but never happiness. The red mist that was your friend is all over the dead grass, and the good stalker will be a flower in Pripyat soon. Not a horrifying beast or anomaly, a flower for all that is vile to look upon and remember the good in this world. He was a good stalker.
Edit Dec 2024: Thank you all so much for the likes and kind words. Remember to never stop reminding others of their light. If we ingite eachothers candles, we can be eachothers kindle. No one is so different from you as you'll want to believe. All I've left to ponder today, is who will become a rose, in times decay ~
- Orion
I don't know why but i now have the urge to cry because of this, it's just beautiful, thank you stalker.
He was a good stalker
Спасибо сталкер
он был хорошим сталкером
Blin...that's deeply thoughtful. He was indeed a good stalker.
“For you see, partner, you never truly leave The Zone, and it never really leaves you either. The dead grass under your boot is as much a part of you as you will be a part of it eventually. The only thing you can do until then is simply survive it, bear its weight on your shoulders and hope it doesn’t crush you too soon. Because once that happens, it’s over.
The Zone reclaims you, and if you’re lucky, you’ll be a beautiful flower in the dirt, one that shines out amongst the dirt and blood on the ground, a shining beacon that tells other people, “Hey, I made it this far, so can you,” and you’ll be a marker on the journey of someone else, another survivor in this hellscape on the same path you took yourself.
But it’s okay, because everything comes to an end eventually. Good people and fun times will die out, just as The Zone and the monsters that live inside it will die out as well, given time.
So if you manage to make to another sunrise, smile and laugh, share a drink and a smoke with a fellow survivor, and live this fucked up life of yours to the fullest.
Otherwise, this place will eat your soul long before you’re ever dead. And honestly, that’s the worst kind of death out here.
Now, how’s about some music for your weary soul in exchange for something to eat or drink? I’m not going anymore anytime soon, so kick back near the fire and just enjoy some peace while we got it...”
Beautiful.
*Hands you a cooked dog meat and a piece of bread* You're right. I guess our goal can wait. For now let's take a rest.
thank you
I've come here to remember my good friend Gregory. He was a good man, good husband, good father. We miss you every day my friend, see you soon. He died because of the pandemic, such is life. I will never forget what you did for me my friend, this one is for you.
I wish you the best and hope you lose no more during these bad times
@@oldfrostytabby Same to you brother, I hope you and your loved ones will be safe. Let's hope this misery ends soon.
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A drink to him dear brother mine. He was a good stalker.
Ai One for Gregory! He was a good stalker
This is a song for those who did not see STALKER 2 trailer and they have left our world
Rest In Peace Stalkers
Apartje [*]
They were good stalkers...
They were probably the best s.t.a.l.k.e.r.s
We blame you, Dyatlov
rest in peace
respect to them and may their souls rest in peace
I love the stalker community. We're just old and broken stalkers sharing spicy memes and memories, we have some rookies around but we manage to include them and not shoo them away like other games, that's what I like about the Stalker community, we know that despite being a game, the zone marks you. It touches your soul on a very different level.
And once you've survived the zone long enough, even if you leave you always come back.
For when the zone beckons, we can only answer to her call. We may hate it, we may love it. But we cannot deny that either way, despite all it's horrors, the zone is and always will be our home.
And one day she will claim us.
Amen, brother.
I'm about to get Stalker
@@elliotfischer7391 Then let me be the first to welcome you brother.
May the zone takes you last.
Let's hope they don't fuck it up with STALKER 2. But even if they do I can always go back to the old zone to visit my friends.
I have just entered the zone and it has already touched me and I haven't seen much of it yet, I'm enjoying clear sky
I fuckin love this song. There's something so human about it. Every pluck isn't clean, the strings don't always produce a flawless sound, but it's still beautiful. Imperfect but incredible. Makes you appreciate life a little bit more.
Lori remix better ngl but the logo remix and the regular version both have different vibes
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A wave of sadness passed through the lone survivor as he remembered his friends names. All of them, lost to this god forsaken place they called The Zone. As he reflected back on how they died, he sat down near a campfire, and started playing a melancholy tune. He thought of his old life, and of all his happy memories. None of that mattered anymore, but it felt nice to remember. As he played the song, he eventually drifted off to sleep and dreamt of his friends, the ones he'd never see again, but the ones he'd always remember.
You may leave The Zone
But The Zone will not Leave You
then I shall not leave it.
My Dog, Bunso. One day he and my Dad were killing rats in the kitchen. Then Bunso got scratched at his nose. He got infection. But due to quarantine we can’t get him treated. And now It’s been two days since the start of Bunso’s infection. Now we’re just waiting for him to die. We plan to try and get him cremated, since that’s the only thing available this lock down. But I know one thing about Bunso.....
He was a good Doggo.
Go to drug store and ask them for antibiotics (for infection) they should have help
What happened i need to know
WHAT HAPPENED
he was not good doggo im sure he was best
RIP Bunso
I keep coming back to this song whenever im sad or having a particularly shit day. It dosent make me feel happier it just makes me feel, idk just like a friend is next to me, grants me comfort i guess. Good song
This reminds me of the long nights I spent in Afghanistan wondering if I'd make it home. Sometimes the silence more fearsome than the sound of war.
have you riden the cool helicopters while you were there?
@Hazim Nah, think it was that "war" after 9/11
Thank you for your service.
And now to watch it all crumble, I'm so sorry man. God bless you.
hahaha like that was a real war. talking like that is a disgrace to all the ppl that fought in ww2, ww1, with napoleon, the 30 years war every other war besides USA coming with 120yrs avance tech and sat imagery fighting a sonte age civilization with a dozen shitty aks
I listen to this while I work on a prototype of stalker! It's called stalker shadows of the past look for it in the next year of two thanks
Sure thing brother
Buena suerte amigo.
You bet i will brother
Ok
Aight
Ive come he to mourn Sergei Ivanov. He was a good stalker. Rest in peace, Братан
Same here fellow stalker.
@@polish_hat may he roam in peace brother
This is pretty good study music not gonna lie
agree, its so calming
studying life
Yup thats what im doing atm
im listening to this song while im reading so practicly most time of the day thanks bro for uploading.
My cat, my sweet Alfred. He was feeling great in the morning and was lovey as usual, within 15 minutes he was struck with fear, confusion, paralysis and inevitably I lost my best friend. He is gone but will NEVER be forgotten.
Hope you can see this and know I loved you so much, and that love will carry on forever my little bud.
Its so nice listening to this and the rain fall on the roof while reading Roadside Picnic.
Makes u feel like a С.Т.А.Л.К.Е.Р
For some reason this reminds me that in The Zone no one can really be called "the good guys".
Feels like it's a S.T.A.L.K.E.R. themed rendition of "Short Change Hero" from The Heavy.
Their are no good guys in the zone but their are certainly bad ones
A choice is good and bad no matter the consequences or conditions, The zone makes see things differently.
Come by the bar, it's freedom all the way here. Cmon you know who the good guys are here, we'll always have your back in times of need brother
It's basically rust gameplay
You see a radioactive hellscape, full of monsters and bandits, with death and misery everywhere.
That is what sets us apart. I see my home. It calls to me, with a melancholic sound.
You can leave the zone, but it will never leave you.
”The sad truth about friends is that they are never forever, even if you want to believe that they are they are not.”
Listening to this and reading the Roadside Picnic really gets you into the zone mode. Somehow this music is a bridge between this world and zone. A true hail to our fallen stalker brothers. It is so interesting how such an emotionally loaded relation can be made to virtual character. The game must be really close to those who made to produce this master piece of a game.
They were my two good friends for years.
All of us bonded by trauma.
Bonded by the hope that we'll find something that wasn't ever there to begin with.
We were in different parts of the world, but that didn't stop us from enjoying the time we had left.
We would game, we would vent. We would talk about possibly meeting up one day and hang out.
Unfortunately throughout the years, one by one became mentally unhealthy and I did the thing I did not want to do: I had to sever them off.
I will always cherish the memories I had with them and long for an unrealistic dream that they return. I know they never will.
Life in the zone is a terrible thing... im so sorry for you brother, sincerely. Some eventually come back though, i was lucky enough to witness it, and still are to meet and greet em from time to time. Best of luck to you and em brother
"Bonded by the hope to find something that wasn't ever there to begin with"
That hit home. Don't know how, but it did.
Sitting around the fire, who wants to share some of these rations with me?
Got any туристический восторг, товарищ?
I only have Turkish delight left.
I got some purified boar chops if you want? Its taste is good acctualy.
Pass the bread
Im actually on a “diet” heh heh...Fuck you, pass the sausage blyat
Combat log 116: we lost 20 men today, mostly from ghouls and monolith. We called a tank platoon for assistance, last I heard they were ambushed by monolith with AT4 MANPAD systems. We knew support was not coming, so we rigged charges and began running away. They chased, but they were not perceptive. The charges crushed them all, sadly their guns and ammo were also crushed, causing us to lose an opportunity to gain more resources and guns. We left heavy heartedly, and said our prayers that the zone have mercy on our comrades’ souls.
Such is life in the zone, people. (Opens and drinks bottle of Cossacks)
“It’s beautiful. I’ve started at it for almost a hour now.”
This song, these comments.
are proving me wrong, i allways thought humanity was doomed maybe it still is but these comments say otherwise
this is why i come here brother, reminiscing my adventures with fellow stalkers, equally beaten black and blue, united by the teachings our bloodmother Zone, to gather around a fire and share sips of vodka with the earth in memory of our brave comrades long lost to the void. fare well my friend, drop by the bar anytime if you enjoy the company of like minded brothers who won't hesitate to stick their neck out for you in times of trouble, as well as fuffin on some high class herb
@@patricefrancq2277 this is why im still alive. Thank you for writing this
When I finally get around to reading metro 2033, this is definitly going on an atmosphere playlist or something.
Hey. Its me. From 6 months ago.
Me too is a human that is also a person
@@blyatblyatman3104 indeed.
@@phoneman687 hello phone man
@@phoneman687 С.Т.А.Л.К.Е.Р
Ah! You must be the new one right? He told us about you. He was one of us...
You dont belong to to any Faction right? Do you want to join us?
No? Ok.
Please, sit down and lets drink on him for
He, was a good Stalker.
I am sitting here crying. I have only played all the Metro games but since the end of Metro Exodus I really know what it's like to be a Stalker. Not knowing if you will be alive to see another day....or your loved ones.
Death makes live valuable but it's also scary. Living in The Zone forming the deepest of connections with your fellow comrades knowing full well this could be the last drink, the last melodyad the last campfire you ever see. It enables you to enjoy it even more but knowing that it might be your last is also terrifying. There is no time for dreams for the future as you will most likely have none and seeing the pain and the acceptance in your comrades eyes is the worst thing. Seeing there dreams being crushed by a deadly wound and there calls for help is horrible. In the end you can only carry their memories and patch. So is death really so bad? Would you rather die or be the last one to live? In the end a flower will mark your grave telling everyone "he was a good stalker"
Now rest easy my friend and enjoy this moment to its fullest as it might be the last time you will feel true happiness.
This is evocative of a sadness that many people will greet in their live one day. He was a good stalker.
Once you step into the zone you can’t leave it… i played this game back in 2010-2011(all 3 of them) and here i am back in the zone.. salute to all the S.T.A.L.K.E.R.S that have been lost into the zone! Rest in peace!
buena salud hermanitos nazdrovaya
This makes me sad and I love it
ENEMY SPIDER LOCATED
︻╦╤─
AVTOMAT KALASHNIKOV БЛЯТЬ!
same
This video is a great big campfire:
- the comments are people telling stories
- the likes in each comment is a drink or something to eat we all share
- Always when i feel kind of desorientated i come back to this video, not other of this song but this extended version, theres always new comments (stalkers) but the old ones keep still make me get orientated in some way.
- This video (campfire) can be long or short but all we know is that sooner or later we have to leave this campfire and keep going our personal travel
From the bottom of my heart i hope you can find what you are looking for in the zone ♥
(My in game character in Anomaly, Loner) Wrath: Brothers, tonight i am go to Limansk to stop the rising Sin and Monolith, i'll will have a few other brothers including Rogue and some mercs on my side, if i don't made it back take my entire stuff from my stash and play this song for me, goodbye brothers.
He never returned.
My son's bedtime song looks like he'll be wandering the zone like his old man.
This is one of the few games I can't seem to get away from. Every time I leave I always hear the Call of the Zone. It was something I never understood until first setting foot into the zone.
same
Don't fear the calling brother, the Zone is our shared sweet mother of mistery, her love is tough but eternal, and we all return to her eventually. fare well bratan
This song goes to my first friends wich died while battling the freedom faction on the first days of playing STALKER SoC.
Rest In Peace, Comrades
Still playing S.T.A.L.K.E.R. in 2022.
after a long journey in the zone,a stalker sits down next to a campfire with other stalkers around it. they laugh,they mourn,they tell stories,they play music. but the stalker knows he has to head out soon...
The thing you rookies don't understand yet is that we live for this fear, without the zone calling us we'd be dead inside long ago, but instead, the zone makes heroes of us. One second stalking the zone is worth a thousand lifetimes, and a simple can of tourist's delight rinced with a sip of vodka that you share with a friend by the fire is a feast for kings.
Hope you don’t mind an American joining the campfire....I brought coffee....
come and sit with us comrade
Anyone is welcome in the zone brother come sit with us for a while
I said come sit, don't stand there!
The zone is an unforgiving place, And we do what we must to survive. There is always space for a comrade at this campfire.
Here in the zone anyone and everyone is welcome,
I kinda feel responsible for what my great uncle did to this world,
You see he was a nuclear technician at the Chernobyl Nuclear Power Plant on the morning of April 26 1986 at 1:23 am his last name was Dyatlov.
I haven't played stalker at all and frankly I found the song on a fallout new vegas video about ulysses but I'm very interested considering I've had this song on repeat for the past 2 days
If you think this one is good, Fire lake dirge for the planet should be one you might enjoy
@@oldfrostytabby Hot damn you were right
@@oldfrostytabby better make that 2 of us
Try the "Against ionized odds"
You can leave the zone, but the zone never leaves you
Is it bad I watched this for the whole 1 hour
Нет it means you are true stalker. Now "get out of here stalker"
No comrade it is good
u mean listened?
@@Mohammad-q2y1i w a t c h e d
@@Mohammad-q2y1i idiot afghan
In the Zone, I lost my name,
A shadow bound to endless flame.
Unwanted, unknown, yet I am free-
A stranger born of misery.
This song... it makes me feel a feeling that doesnt exist... it's so good...
Its her calling...you must come back once more, see the truth for yourself...fear not, for friends await along the path, they will head on into darkness by your side, cheerfully, for good company is all that matters when heading into the void. Trust me, i've been there and back, and it's not so bad , in the end...
This song is the mix of sadness and happiness and is a really great overall song to listen to when you want to think of Slavic shows
“Life is nothing but mere pain and suffering, until you remember the good moments and people you have to cherish”
I’ve just be doing nothing, but listening to this for 30 minutes
I don't even knew about Stalker and found this video
It's just beautiful
I thought this was for 10 hours but I can just loop it.
Soon my friend something better will come
@@oldfrostytabby thank you, comrade.
m'e: *get's sad not even knowing waht happend*
My great grandmother died today, her favorite song sounded like this, she survived through world war 2 the cold war and the singing revolution, she made it to america not to long ago and vrought her children, those children gave grand children then great grand children and even great great grandchildren, then yesterday she got to weak to walk and fell, she probably sustained brain hemorrhaging then she died today at what we think was 2 am, we found her cold at 4 am she died peacefully in her sleep...
I miss you great grandma, you will always be the best grandma ever
I've never tried the game but I saw it, and I really love this soundtrack..
With each replay one mere comment read. Each cycle makes me closer to the zone. It's a trap you just don't try to set yourself free.
listening to this going on the train or working; make me sad and full of hope at the same time. Felling weird, I love it.
Just got a guitar. This will be the first song I learn, no matter what.
It was my dead friend's favorite music. Now I understand why. I miss him madly, because he always supported, teased, but in general he was cool ..
I was really young the first time I played stalker. my cousins computer wasn't that good, but shadow of chernobyl used to run ok if I can remember it right.
only recently, about 1 year and 2 months ago I could remember this masterpiece of a game was called and got to play all of the games.
what has led me listen to this song religiously is our good stalker Nicolas, my best friend who died some time ago, he got ran over by a truck. I couldn't attend to his funeral because I had covid at the time, i never got to say goodbye, never got to say anything.
despite the sadness of losing a friend, I am happy, for he is now at rest.
I see our world as the zone, if you think about it, there are the military, ecologists, the monolith... and us, the loners. he was a good stalker, so good the zone claimed him.
This makes me feel emotions I can't explain
i had fought for almost 2 days game time, i had burned the monolith from they're foxholes and purged the brain scorcher, i had fired almost a thousand rounds of mixed 5.56/5.45 consumed almost a hospitals worth of meds, i was weary and overloaded and my exo was shredded the mask shattered, what should of been a clear road had regained its monolith garrison wiht a pseudogiant to boot, through blind luck and with only 40 rounds to my name i somehow made it through to the army warehouses and as i limped home i was set upon by a pack of dogs, laid on a car roof bleeding out with no ammo i knew my journey was done, then they came 3 of them full sprint aks running red hot, the group i had escorted through hell in the start of my playthrough a lifetime ago had came for me in my hour of need they took up the mantle of being my bodyguards and friends for the rest of my travels, the day each one fell in my defense was every single one a day ill never forget, its only a game, but it touches our souls in a way that cant be described or replicated
I always find myself going back to stalker games, either the original, the anomaly or the EFP modpack. I also always find myself coming back here, to this very video, reading fellow stalkers comments. I really do enjoy it, perhaps its the best and friendliest community out there, it sure is the friendliest I've ever encountered. So, my friends who may stumble upon this comment, I wish you fortune and a very good day ahead of you. See you in the ZONE, stalkers.
Here's to Nikonov, the bravest bastard and the deadliest eyes I've ever seen, that one tounch Son of a B*tch got cautch by the Electric anomoly next to me, dragged him all the way to camp nearby but he's already dead halfway there. No epic battle, no heroic action, one wrong step and The Zone took him, that cold B*tch took him just as simple as that...
Nikonov may not be a good guy but he saved my ass twice, he was a good stalker.
Such is life in the zone
picked this gem up on steam sale. s.o.c , pripyat and clear skies on sale..... Stuck trying to avoid the first emission in s.o.c
Coming from being a fallout vet ive gotta say the zone is really a different animal all together and i love it
all my friends are dead though
such is life in the zone i guess
damn, listening to this song and feeling memories from the zone coming back is creating a really big lump in my throat
Thank you for making this i love this song so much :)
Помните сталкеров, оставайтесь Чики Брики. Можно вывести Сталкера из Зоны, но никогда не вывести Зону из Сталкера.
I've never played Stalker, sadly. I feel like this music is what you would hear if you looked into the eyes of a Soviet-Afghan war vet.
Soon. Soon more memories will be had in the zone.
Tally of how many times i've reached the end of this:
I I I I I - I I I I I -
i just started playing stalker anomaly today. I spawned in rookie village, cordon. There was a man named fanatic, he was a tutorial character. he taught me how to kill the boars, how to avoid anomalies and find treasures. but on our way back, we got jumped by a cat. i tried to shoot the cat with my sawed off toz but i hit fanatic instead. he died. i killed the cat and took fanatic's patch and headed back to rookie village. I was dwelling on it the whole way. When i got back, they opened fire on me for killing fanatic. I didn't mean it. There were so many at rookie village that were firing at me. But i did what i had to. Hip, Wolf, Fanatic, and everyone that was at rookie village aside from sidorvich was now dead. I have their blood on my hands. everyone hates me, all factions shoot me on sight. I did not mean to kill fanatic.
jesus christ man
that's how you switched to bandidt faction or mybe renegades.
Happiness, free, for everyone, and let no one be forgotten
I just finished reading Roadside Picnic and those lines are so sad when you know what happened. At first I didn't understand or like the ending, but it really makes sense when you think about it and becomes something beautifully tragic.
This still holds me after Al the years any one still left
Sounds like his guitar is crying :'(
RIP, STALKER
Thank you soldat
beautiful
I'm not crying,you are.
This hits hard.
I need the 10h version of this masterpiece
когда начал слушать мелодию после того, как узнал её название, сразу так грустно стало.
@Данил Лямасов А до этого я её считал просто самой красивой среди гитарных мелодий
пашол нажуй
Well here I am feeling a bit sentimental I guess. While I may not have lost any dear people I had 3 of my beloved cats die in the last year and I felt they at least deserve a comment and a bottle in their honour, cheers.
Cheers, Stalker. May your cats find some rest in this hellhole of a Zone we call life. May the pain fade, and the good memories persevere.
They were good kitties
Mega bellendr dólg finna friðr í Valhöll.
May those who take part in battle find peace within the Hall of the Slain.
Amen brother
A summer lasts forever
Depending on your age
Is there one you still remember
That you swear left you changed
Perhaps tied to a person
Or maybe a place
Blood on the pavement
Hey man, 2024, I'm still here, drinking vodka, and I'll never forget the adventure thru Chernobyl.
Not long enough
Working on it
Do you want 10000 hour??
@@vavemusic9200 yes
Longer!
This Song is so good.I miss the old days
We're all just NPCs in Strelok's story
If slavs are really the worlds sacrificial lambs than let this be our funneral song 😔
Bože děkuju ti za tuhle melodii
Ah yes. The zone. Through its ups and downs. Its our home. Our evil and our good. Were bonded like brothers here in the zone.. so to all my fellow stalkers out there. I raise a glsss of GSC Vodka
to vladamir red, the best damn stalker that ive went artifact hunting with o7
Broke a guitar string after trying to learn this song. He was a good string...
You recover a ziplock bag with two pieces of paper inside a body in an old mine shaft, Red Forest. It details a Rookie's first day in the zone.
October 8th, 2010
"Its my first day in the zone today, and with all the stuff I bought, I barely have enough money for an extra pair of socks. All I could muster up was an old medkit, some bandages, a pda, and a pistol with around 5 loads in it. As soon as the Commander of the Checkpoint let me go off to the Rookie Village, I was on my own. I thought that maybe my respirator would have alot more value here, so I decided to sell it to Sidorovich. However the bastard only gave me 900 rubles and another 8 rounds of 9x18. I can't really do anything about it, the deed is done, so I decided to get some jobs to make up the money I lost. I accepted a job on getting a shipment, and he coaxed me into killing any bandit I saw. Apparently, they are the thugs of the zone, so I have been told. A man outside of the fat mans bunker with a machine gun, gave me a job to escort some tourists to a spot near a railway bridge, and kill some stuff. I've never killed anyone, or anything, but I decided to toughen up and take on the job. I hope it might be like those giant mutated pigs I saw earlier, they looked easy to kill. However, what I saw horrified me, husks of people is all I could describe. Their jaws hanging low, and then next thing you know, a skinny rotting looking one just started to rush at me. Limbs dangling about side to side as I felt some sort of weird energy from within me. I could hear some sort of voice for a brief moment, calling to me.
Luckily though, the tourists jumped up in their shoes, and started shooting the thing. The others though were as equally as terrifying in looks. It looked like they were factory workers, some speaking Ukrainian, others Russian. God, their moans of pain, I hated it. How they just beg you to help them, how they are hungry. There was even an old woman, asking me if I wanted cookies, before trying to lunge at me. I killed atleast five or six of them, I think. I thought the coast was clear, but the next thing i knew, some sort of gasmask sound began to echo from a nearby tunnel. Then, it just leaped out at me, letting out a growl and swiping at me! I shot it twice in the face, before it went limp, and the second one that came right after, I think ran off. I hobbled my way back, my leg fucked up and the two tourists about left me behind going back to the village. I got back to the village, thank god, and got my pay, about 9,000 rubles! But, that was short lived, and I had to buy a bunch of medical supplies.. Sidorovich said that if I forked over 5,000 rubles, he would give me a stash full of medical supplies, since he "felt bad." Although I wouldn't think that a business man would lie to his customers, I felt something was off about it. However he is my only real contact in here, so I took a risk and forked it over. He let me have the stash coordinates, told me how to use some features on my PDA, and sent me on my way. I walked at a good pace, until getting to this grain silo looking area, nearby where I was earlier. The bandage that I put on was starting to get stale, and I needed to change it soon. However to my luck and blessing, Sidorovich did not disappoint. I was able to find a blue zip up bag, full of goodies. Some morphine, a proper medkit, although with just a single syrette, and a sewing kit. I decided to change the bandage again, with the one I found in this little medical bag, and move over to somewhere safer, since I heard some gunfire near the railway bridge.
I am at a carpark or something like that, and I discovered some weird anomaly by a crashed truck, it sucked in the bolt when I threw it in. To be fair, I played with it a light bit, until I ran out of bolts. I managed to look around, and propped up a board on a stone wall and decided to head up in the roof of some building. The place where I was looked barely visited, and luckily, some sort of concealment was there, so neither mutants or hopefully people won't find me. The adrenaline that was in my system by now was wearing down, and I am real damn thankful for the morphine.. Luckily, probably some lousy bandit, left his bottle of vodka that was already here, probably had a friend toss it up here as a prank and I managed to use that as a makeshift disinfectant. The syrette was lucky to have its only user be me, for now, so I shouldn't get any diseases from it, I hope.
So, after an hour, I think, I managed to patch up the wound properly.. I'm not a doctor, and I just hope it doesn't leave that big of a scar. My mom would kill me if she knew I bribed one of my uncle's friends to go out in the zone. Maybe I can give her a gift, for her 43rd birthday, maybe a necklace made out of fangs? Actually, maybe some beads. Thats what i'll do, I'll make her beads out of every animal I find here, and soon, I will get out of here before christmas, and in February, I give her a big gift of beads! I wish I could talk to her, see her smile, and my sister too. I should get enough money from jobs here, so I can get her a 2002 Mercedes Convertible, or something.. Maybe i'll see about sending her a letter, go to the red forest, and take some pictures. I suppose I will see what the zone brings me. Tommorow is another day."
The current year is 2018. You turn the body to view its face. It is a sinner, killed just only 2 hours ago presumably.
"Little Mercedes, Master, Sin. Reputation: Terrible." Is viewed on a busted up and considerably outdated PDA model. Multiple beads are discovered worn around his neck, after pushing up a rather thick beard, and angling back the bodie's neck, showing years worth of dirt and grime, spotted all over his neck, the beads likely the cleanest thing on him.
You dare not to unveil the cloth mask covering his face, and to confirm that this was indeed the very same person, you lifted up his pant leg, revealing a deep scar on his calf, seemingly still infected, even after all this time.
It makes you question if Sinners really always were monsters to start off with. Are all of them Stalkers, seemingly lost to the zone? How did they end up so deformed, hedious, yet at the same time, seemingly super human? Is this what happens to those you visit the wish granter, as the legends say?
The answer to your question falls on deaf ears. You have your own task to do. To reach the Wish Granter. Perhaps it will have the answers for all this madness, murder, worship, and greed..
this song make me feel comfortable
The Merc, who has spent many long winters in The Zone:
"I didn't question or participate in the politics of this shithole when i got here... but I know better now. Stalker, listen closely; it wasn't an anomaly or some psy-storm. It wasn't a cruel, souless beast ravaged by radiation. A man, one of flesh and blood. One who will too one day, return to the dirt. A man who made his choices. So come, Stalker; you now have your resson to keep going, to keep setting camp by the fire. For what it's worth; he was a good S.T.A.L.K.E.R"
I have read every comment. I feel sad yet happy
Hi stalker, come here and listen this song they maybe gonna give you a breath in the zone...
A real man's music.
Guts theme
Gwyn, lord of cinder
He was a good stalker
that he was
i am waiting for STALKER 2, while listening to this fire melody