Tengo el inmenso orgullo de decirte que este maravilloso video de Dimash fue rodado integramente en Rio Tinto ( Huelva) España,y es algo epico ,todo celestial y la voz de mi principe llenandolo todo,es una obra de arte ,divino ,fantastico ,sencillamente Dimash ,ni mas ni menos . Kapmeh from Spain with LOVE Kazajistán forever forever forever forever 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤲🤲🤲👍👍✌️💕🎨🎨🎨😇😇😇👑👑👑💎💎💎🇪🇦🇪🇦🇰🇿🇰🇿🇰🇿
You have to love the ending when Dimash and his girl, both with only one good wing, join hands and fly away with the two good wings. Thanks for the reaction again Heather
Sometimes new reactors want to know if Dimash does a certain genre or he would be good at this relating to metal or pop covers because they hear these parts in his voice or songs. Me myself I can’t wait to hear him on the radio or a pbs concert, but no. Dimash doesn’t work that way. Oh yes he loves us dears in over 140 countries and tours all over the world and is on you tube. But each act he does through all these years is independent and new and surprising every time. He doesn’t live for American radio. He’s done a lot of American singers cover ballads and so many genres his own too. I just wait in anticipation for what is next for this 29 year old adult prodigy. We have to let him and bask in his vast library of material he has left for us.
Здравствуйте Heather ! Я смотрю на вас и не могу на любоваться-какая же вы красивая и мне кажется, нет я уверен-что вы душевный и добрый человек!!!!!!!!!!!!😍
You should react to the whole his concert, Heather... Kinetic Voice from Astana is the best imo... It takes 2 hours but just split it into 3 or 4 parts ✋😁
👉 Here is the beautiful German legend: The little angel with only one wing Once upon a time there was a little angel in heaven who accompanied people with such closeness and tenderness that he felt the irresistible desire not only to hover over the earth with his wings and protect people, but he wanted to be on their streets himself go, become one of them. One day he saw on the ground a poppy flower that had just blossomed. It seemed to the little angel that he had never felt such a beautiful red in heaven and his longing to belong on earth grew. So he stepped before God's face and asked: "Let me come to earth, let me become a man among men." Then an exalted, wise angel came and said: "Do you also know that there is not only sun and flowers on earth? There are storms and bad weather and all sorts of uncomfortable things." Yes," replied the little angel, "I know that. But I also saw a person who had the strength to open a large umbrella so that two people could fit under it." It seemed to me that no storm could harm them." Then God smiled at the little angel. Time passed and one day the little angel appeared before God's face again and said: "I have seen more of the world. It pulls me down more and more." Then the sublime, wise angel stepped up again and replied: "Do you also know that there is fog and frost and a lot of different types of black ice in the world?" Then the little angel answered: "Yes, I know about some dangers, but I also saw people who shared their warm cloaks. And other people, they walked arm in arm on black ice." Then God smiled at the little angel again. When some time had passed, the little angel came before God for the third time and asked: "Let me become a man. The poppy blooms so beautifully red on earth! My heart is full of longing to contribute to this blossoming." Then the sublime, wise angel stepped very close to the little angel and asked in a serious voice: "Have you really looked enough, seen the suffering and misery, seen the tears and fears, sickness, sin and death?" The little angel replied in a firm voice: “I have also seen the gloomy, sad and terrible things. But I also saw a man drying someone's tears, forgiving someone who was guilty, and reaching out to someone who was dying. I saw a mother who rocked her sick, emaciated child through many nights and never tired of humming the old soft tune of hope. That's the kind of person I want to be." Then the sublime, wise angel stepped back and God gave the little angel his blessing and gave him a lot of heavenly light for the long journey. Before the little angel descended to earth, the sublime, wise angel took off one wing and the other wing became invisible. Then the little angel asked, "My God, how am I supposed to get ahead and find my way back without wings?" Finding that out will be your life's work," he heard God's voice say tenderly. A baby was born that night. His mother, still numb from pain and exertion, took the child in her arms, saw the light of heaven shining like a wreath of curls around the child's head and whispered: "Welcome among us, my little angel." For a long time one could see the light of heaven around the child. But as life goes, it defiles even the purest and brightest lights. All the many influences, the hardship and the struggle did the rest. Soon no one saw that man carried a heavenly light within himself. The invisible wing made itself felt here and there, but what was perceived by the child as a dreamy, floating step appeared more as an unsteady swaying in the adolescent and then only as a limp and stumbling in the adult. The longer the man who was once an angel walked the dusty and stony paths of life, climbed the arduous stairs, stumbled down the sheer thorny slopes, the more he had forgotten where he came from and why he was wandering here. All that remained was his great love for the little red poppies that bloomed along roadsides and in poor meadows. Man encountered much suffering on his way through life. Although he was sometimes able to dry a tear or share his bread with someone who was starving, most of the mysteries remained and he realized more and more how little he could do and how much he had to leave behind unfinished. His strength is only enough for very little and it often seemed to him that his life had no effect. But every spring the poppies bloomed along the roadsides and gladdened people's hearts. After a particularly long, cold winter, in which man had scarcely found enough warmth and shelter, space and food, friendship and bread, he could only move slowly and with difficulty. He had to take many breaks and fell asleep by the wayside from exhaustion. Then he saw far above him on an unreachable high rock a small meadow full of red poppies. Man rubbed his eyes. So red, so red the poppy blossomed! When he saw these flowers, he wished so much that he could give such a flower and such a clear, heartfelt red as a sign of love to all the people he met and all the animals around him. Then he noticed a hiker next to him, just as tired, just as marked by the long road as he was. "Where do you look so full of longing and full of melancholy?" he asked. Look at the poppies there. That should be the color of our love." Don't you know how quickly these kinds of flowers wither, how wonderful they are?" came the wanderer's question. The man who was once an angel whispered, "I know of their mortality. Nevertheless there is no redder red in the world and in my heart. These flowers are like love, even if the outside withers, their red remains in the soul" Then the two people looked into each other's faces and recognized the last spark of heavenly light in the other's eyes. They saw where they came from, where they had gone and where they were going. And they each saw a wing on themselves. They hugged each other with joy. Then the miracle happened. They reached the poppy field, together they could fly, because humans are angels with only one wing - in order to fly they have to hug each other. At that hour God in heaven said: You found out what you were going for and I sent you out. Your poppy is blooming in heaven now, come home! (author unknown) (autom. translated)
Hi Heather, it seems that my suggestions are not working, you are a good reacted, however, I am not very happy, sorry, don’t like to be ignored, good luck 🙏
Hello, sorry if I have offended you. I did not mean to do so. I have been struggling with medical concerns for the past week, so I am actually taking a little bit of an unplanned break in the meantime. Also, TH-cam "boots" many comments on my end, so it is possible that I never even saw your comment and was thus not actually ignoring you. I apologize for the inconvenience and misunderstanding. If you are referring to your suggestions, you must be patient, I will get around to them in due time.
Is she here to make you happy? Lol bro, get a grip with that bullshit. Haha can't you read the comments she gets flooded with suggestions and it's probably really fucking hard to please everyone. Why don't you do her a favor, she doesn't belongs to you. But I don't speak for her, I'm just here to show my support. Also I'm subscribed to her patreon, and she's pretty responsive on there as well.
@@phantasmagoricfate hi princess, if I didn’t care, I wouldn’t comment..!, but I do admire your reaction and your presentation, I am sorry to hear about your health issues, hopefully you are feeling better now, take of yourself, thank you so much ❤️❤️🌹🌹
@Oyth96 Thank you very much for your kind follow-up. Your interest in my channel means a lot to me. I will resume filming on October 10th, so if there is something that you'd really like for me to watch, please let me know here so I can increase its priority. 😊💖
Gracias por tu linda reacción a nuestro querido Dimash!!!Saludos para ti y todos los Dears desde Argentina!!!🤗❤🇦🇷
Tengo el inmenso orgullo de decirte que este maravilloso video de Dimash fue rodado integramente en Rio Tinto ( Huelva) España,y es algo epico ,todo celestial y la voz de mi principe llenandolo todo,es una obra de arte ,divino ,fantastico ,sencillamente Dimash ,ni mas ni menos . Kapmeh from Spain with LOVE Kazajistán forever forever forever forever 🤗🤗🤗🤗🤲🤲🤲👍👍✌️💕🎨🎨🎨😇😇😇👑👑👑💎💎💎🇪🇦🇪🇦🇰🇿🇰🇿🇰🇿
¡Wow, eso es tan hermoso, gracias por compartir!
You have to love the ending when Dimash and his girl, both with only one good wing, join hands and fly away with the two good wings.
Thanks for the reaction again Heather
I definitely agree with you! It is absolutely breathtaking.
Sometimes new reactors want to know if Dimash does a certain genre or he would be good at this relating to metal or pop covers because they hear these parts in his voice or songs. Me myself I can’t wait to hear him on the radio or a pbs concert, but no. Dimash doesn’t work that way. Oh yes he loves us dears in over 140 countries and tours all over the world and is on you tube. But each act he does through all these years is independent and new and surprising every time. He doesn’t live for American radio. He’s done a lot of American singers cover ballads and so many genres his own too. I just wait in anticipation for what is next for this 29 year old adult prodigy. We have to let him and bask in his vast library of material he has left for us.
It is true that Dimash sing a variety of genres and styles. As a result, he continually surprises and delights us.
Dimash sings so gracefully and with such passion. Only Heather can match Dimash's performance with her aesthetic and thoughtful and deep reactions.
You are too kind, I am extremely flattered by your statement. And I am grateful for your support. 😭😊💖
Здравствуйте Heather ! Я смотрю на вас и не могу на любоваться-какая же вы красивая и мне кажется, нет я уверен-что вы душевный и добрый человек!!!!!!!!!!!!😍
Большое спасибо! Очень любезно с вашей стороны это говорить.😭🤭😊💖
Dimash è unico-fenomenale-non ha limiti.D8 Completo VIBRATO GAKKU UNFORGETTABLE DAY 2017. È Baritono-mezzo soprano-soprano-tenore rock pop.
❤ this video! Dimash is the greatest!
I agree!
Dimash music. I miss you
Another very enjoyable reaction. Thank you.
Glad you enjoyed it.
The best male singer of all time is none other than our beloved Dimash Qudaibergen 😍
love you mam
Beautiful heartfelt reaction. I love the live performances of this song much more than the music video. Peace and love from Pennsylvania USA.
I am glad that you enjoyed the reaction! I will for sure check out the live performances of this song. I am very much looking forward to it.
Love this song!
Fantástico mi amado Dimash 💖💗🌻
Another great reaction.
Thanks again!
Hi from KYRGYZSTAN 🇰🇬!Thanks for your reaction!
Thank you too!
wonderful!!!
Sometimes, Dimash gets the audience to sing a bit of this song with him, at concerts.
That sounds so lovely! I must see a live version of this song. 😊💖
You should react to the whole his concert, Heather... Kinetic Voice from Astana is the best imo... It takes 2 hours but just split it into 3 or 4 parts ✋😁
Nice 😊
Thanks 😊
an ARTISTIC MASTERPIECE 💓💕💝 thank you Heather
I agree with you. Of course, it's my pleasure. 😊💖
👉 Here is the beautiful German legend: The little angel with only one wing
Once upon a time there was a little angel in heaven who accompanied people with such closeness and tenderness that he felt the irresistible desire not only to hover over the earth with his wings and protect people, but he wanted to be on their streets himself go, become one of them.
One day he saw on the ground a poppy flower that had just blossomed. It seemed to the little angel that he had never felt such a beautiful red in heaven and his longing to belong on earth grew.
So he stepped before God's face and asked: "Let me come to earth, let me become a man among men."
Then an exalted, wise angel came and said: "Do you also know that there is not only sun and flowers on earth? There are storms and bad weather and all sorts of uncomfortable things." Yes," replied the little angel, "I know that. But I also saw a person who had the strength to open a large umbrella so that two people could fit under it." It seemed to me that no storm could harm them."
Then God smiled at the little angel.
Time passed and one day the little angel appeared before God's face again and said: "I have seen more of the world. It pulls me down more and more."
Then the sublime, wise angel stepped up again and replied: "Do you also know that there is fog and frost and a lot of different types of black ice in the world?"
Then the little angel answered: "Yes, I know about some dangers, but I also saw people who shared their warm cloaks. And other people, they walked arm in arm on black ice."
Then God smiled at the little angel again. When some time had passed, the little angel came before God for the third time and asked: "Let me become a man. The poppy blooms so beautifully red on earth!
My heart is full of longing to contribute to this blossoming."
Then the sublime, wise angel stepped very close to the little angel and asked in a serious voice: "Have you really looked enough, seen the suffering and misery, seen the tears and fears, sickness, sin and death?"
The little angel replied in a firm voice: “I have also seen the gloomy, sad and terrible things. But I also saw a man drying someone's tears, forgiving someone who was guilty, and reaching out to someone who was dying. I saw a mother who rocked her sick, emaciated child through many nights and never tired of humming the old soft tune of hope. That's the kind of person I want to be."
Then the sublime, wise angel stepped back and God gave the little angel his blessing and gave him a lot of heavenly light for the long journey.
Before the little angel descended to earth, the sublime, wise angel took off one wing and the other wing became invisible.
Then the little angel asked, "My God, how am I supposed to get ahead and find my way back without wings?"
Finding that out will be your life's work," he heard God's voice say tenderly.
A baby was born that night. His mother, still numb from pain and exertion, took the child in her arms, saw the light of heaven shining like a wreath of curls around the child's head and whispered: "Welcome among us, my little angel."
For a long time one could see the light of heaven around the child. But as life goes, it defiles even the purest and brightest lights. All the many influences, the hardship and the struggle did the rest.
Soon no one saw that man carried a heavenly light within himself.
The invisible wing made itself felt here and there, but what was perceived by the child as a dreamy, floating step appeared more as an unsteady swaying in the adolescent and then only as a limp and stumbling in the adult.
The longer the man who was once an angel walked the dusty and stony paths of life, climbed the arduous stairs, stumbled down the sheer thorny slopes, the more he had forgotten where he came from and why he was wandering here.
All that remained was his great love for the little red poppies that bloomed along roadsides and in poor meadows.
Man encountered much suffering on his way through life. Although he was sometimes able to dry a tear or share his bread with someone who was starving, most of the mysteries remained and he realized more and more how little he could do and how much he had to leave behind unfinished.
His strength is only enough for very little and it often seemed to him that his life had no effect.
But every spring the poppies bloomed along the roadsides and gladdened people's hearts. After a particularly long, cold winter, in which man had scarcely found enough warmth and shelter, space and food, friendship and bread, he could only move slowly and with difficulty. He had to take many breaks and fell asleep by the wayside from exhaustion.
Then he saw far above him on an unreachable high rock a small meadow full of red poppies. Man rubbed his eyes. So red, so red the poppy blossomed!
When he saw these flowers, he wished so much that he could give such a flower and such a clear, heartfelt red as a sign of love to all the people he met and all the animals around him.
Then he noticed a hiker next to him, just as tired, just as marked by the long road as he was.
"Where do you look so full of longing and full of melancholy?" he asked. Look at the poppies there. That should be the color of our love." Don't you know how quickly these kinds of flowers wither, how wonderful they are?" came the wanderer's question.
The man who was once an angel whispered, "I know of their mortality. Nevertheless there is no redder red in the world and in my heart. These flowers are like love, even if the outside withers, their red remains in the soul"
Then the two people looked into each other's faces and recognized the last spark of heavenly light in the other's eyes. They saw where they came from, where they had gone and where they were going. And they each saw a wing on themselves. They hugged each other with joy.
Then the miracle happened. They reached the poppy field, together they could fly, because humans are angels with only one wing - in order to fly they have to hug each other.
At that hour God in heaven said:
You found out what you were going for and I sent you out.
Your poppy is blooming in heaven now, come home! (author unknown) (autom. translated)
Thank you for sharing this beautiful legend, it is very thoughtful of you to take the time to post this here.
Yay
The King Dimash ! ❤❤❤❤
❤ Gorgeous Heather. You're a treasure.
Wow, thank you! That is very sweet of you to say. 🤭😭😉😊💖
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Дякую за щіру реакцію! Дімаш неймовірний! У Вашій скарбничці реакцій невистачає реакції на кліп "Знай".
Me encantan tus reacciones, pero quisiera recomendarte que escuches Adagio!! Saludos desde Argentina! 😘👍
Gracias por su apoyo y sugerencia. Veré este vídeo. 😊💖
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There's a making of video of this video its based on a story of angels 😇
Hi Heather, it seems that my suggestions are not working, you are a good reacted, however, I am not very happy, sorry, don’t like to be ignored, good luck 🙏
Hello, sorry if I have offended you. I did not mean to do so. I have been struggling with medical concerns for the past week, so I am actually taking a little bit of an unplanned break in the meantime. Also, TH-cam "boots" many comments on my end, so it is possible that I never even saw your comment and was thus not actually ignoring you. I apologize for the inconvenience and misunderstanding. If you are referring to your suggestions, you must be patient, I will get around to them in due time.
Is she here to make you happy? Lol bro, get a grip with that bullshit. Haha can't you read the comments she gets flooded with suggestions and it's probably really fucking hard to please everyone. Why don't you do her a favor, she doesn't belongs to you.
But I don't speak for her, I'm just here to show my support. Also I'm subscribed to her patreon, and she's pretty responsive on there as well.
@@phantasmagoricfate hi princess, if I didn’t care, I wouldn’t comment..!, but I do admire your reaction and your presentation, I am sorry to hear about your health issues, hopefully you are feeling better now, take of yourself, thank you so much ❤️❤️🌹🌹
@Oyth96 Thank you very much for your kind follow-up. Your interest in my channel means a lot to me. I will resume filming on October 10th, so if there is something that you'd really like for me to watch, please let me know here so I can increase its priority. 😊💖
@@phantasmagoricfate believe me I love watching you whatever you reacting to 🙏❤️
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