Friend ! Let me show you the words of the song, and you will understand why everyone is silent. Where the Black Erek is, to the wide shore The Cossacks drove out forty thousand horses. And the shore was covered, and the shore was covered, with hundreds of hacked, shot people. Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live! You don't have to grieve with our chieftain! And the wife will cry, marry another. For my friend, she will forget about me. It's a pity only the will and the wide field. Sorry for the old mother and for the black horse .. Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live! You don't have to grieve with our chieftain! My blond curls, my eyes are clear.. Grasses, weeds, and wormwood will grow. My bones are white, my heart is brave.. Kites and crows will scatter across the steppe. Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live! With our chieftain it not pitty to lay down your head! Our ataman knows whom he chooses, The squadron will replenish and rush off without me, They got the will, and the Cossack share, Well, I got the dusty, hot earth. Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live! With our chieftain it would be nice to lay down your head! Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live! With our chieftain it not pitty to lay down your head!
goosebumps from this song and of course from the performance of Pelageya. One of my favorite singers. Thank you for your reaction.
There are subtitles in the video. You'll know why they are listening so calmly.
Уфф... Сила!
Friend ! Let me show you the words of the song, and you will understand why everyone is silent.
Where the Black Erek is, to the wide shore
The Cossacks drove out forty thousand horses.
And the shore was covered, and the shore was covered, with hundreds of hacked, shot people.
Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live!
You don't have to grieve with our chieftain!
And the wife will cry, marry another.
For my friend, she will forget about me.
It's a pity only the will and the wide field.
Sorry for the old mother and for the black horse ..
Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live!
You don't have to grieve with our chieftain!
My blond curls, my eyes are clear..
Grasses, weeds, and wormwood will grow.
My bones are white, my heart is brave..
Kites and crows will scatter across the steppe.
Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live!
With our chieftain it not pitty to lay down your head!
Our ataman knows whom he chooses,
The squadron will replenish and rush off without me,
They got the will, and the Cossack share,
Well, I got the dusty, hot earth.
Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live!
With our chieftain it would be nice to lay down your head!
Love, brothers, love, love, brothers, live!
With our chieftain it not pitty to lay down your head!
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Dubbing?
С точки зрения вокала, конечно, исполнено отлично, но это не классический вариант этой песни. Классический, я думаю, звучит намного лучше