sudno sudyen yok anlamna mi gelyor yoksa farkli birse mi ve eyer sudyen yoksa ciplak mi soyluyor bu adam???????? düzeltme: BANA MAL DIYENLAR ıngılızce no hayır demek yanı matemaksel olarak no = hayır bende O YUZDEN OYLE sudhayıryok inanmAYANLARA no = hayir
Ok but honestly this song really fits a Soviet city brutal aesthetic Old flat blocks, trams, tenements, no sun, many people, everyone different, but still the same When I was younger I used to hate cities, but now I see that living in a district built for a socialist propaganda actually hits different Edit: GUYS I fucking live in a place like this and I've been living there since I was born yes I am aware of how hard it is to live there Aesthetic doesn't always have to show the beauty, by typing this comment I meant to show how this "post soviet aesthetic" represents difficulties and everything else but beauty so stop with all these hate comments, I am fully aware of what I am describing by "post soviet aesthetic" and I am definitely not romanticizing it or trying to make it pretty, I wouldn't reccomend living in these places to anyone because once again I LIVE THERE thank you for your attention
yeah it's *totally* because of socialism it's like that... that's why poverty dramatically decreased and housing increased in the soviet union and now quality of life has decreased incredibly in russia since the break up of the USSR. i've lived in harbin which is still basically soviet and find it way more interesting and fun than back home.
Трек напоминает сладостное чувство принятия неизбежного: подобно человеку в петле, готовому спрыгнуть с табурета, подобно ощущению приближающегося конца смертельно больного. Эта мелодия нечто большее. Эта мелодия о том, насколько приятен конец, насколько его принятие важнее самой жизни. Автору респект
Я вижу себя. Каждый день начинается с того что я прихожу в школу и начинаю будто радоватся чему то. А на самом дели моя улыбка это маска, а под маской боль грусть.
English translation Enamelled vessel Window, bedside table, bed Life is hard and uncomfortable But it's comfortable to die Enamelled vessel Window, bedside table, bed Life is hard and uncomfortable But it's comfortable to die And quietly dripping from the tap And life is disheveled like a whore Comes out of a fog And sees: bedside table, bed And I'm trying to get up I want to look into her eyes Look into your eyes and burst into tears And never die Never die Never die Never die Never die Never die Enamelled vessel Window, bedside table, bed Life is hard and uncomfortable But it's comfortable to die Enamelled vessel Window, bedside table, bed Life is hard and uncomfortable But it's comfortable to die The song was basically a poem about an attempt of suicide by Boris Ryzhy, a Russian poet who took his life in May 2001. A reminder that Molchat Doma is a Belarusian post-punk band.
half of comments are literally swearing bout how russia is aesthetic n how russia is not its pretty funny to read as a someone who was born here n being located in here right now i dont really see something aesthetic in dull peoples eyes , dull streets with a drunk homeless at every step u do
Honestly. When people treat the USSR and things like that as an aesthetic it really irks me. I was born after the fall, but I still saw the effects it had. I am so very grateful I did not live then. And I have much respect to those who survived it. They love to say that they love the "Brutal Aesthetics" but do they love the way that 100 millions of people were killed? I find that to be quite brutal. The cities is what I assume they mean, yet I do not see an aesthetic in rushed quick built cities and housing blocks that were never meant to last. Anyway, the way these people will tend to simple brush off the facts you tell them of the USSR and its murders is terrifying. My small rant is done. In case of wonder, Born, raised in Vladivostok but living in Yekaterinburg.
That *is* the aesthetic tho, bland, hopeless, depressing but in a familiar, almost welcoming way, it's not an aesthetic because people think its "cool", it's an aesthetic because it resonates with people. an aesthetic is an expression of the way people feel, not an accessory.
right??? and its so annoying when these anime club rejects make shit like this! it pisses me off, russia isnt a vibe, communism isnt a vibe, it was all terrible and suffering. I ubderstand memeing it but thats just a dead meme honestly, but seriously dont turn actual depression and suicidal thoughts into a "vibe"
I am not from russia but I learned that it's a horrible place, the laws are incredibly strict and it's dangerous to live there I believe- its just disgusting how people find this "aesthetic"
Dedicated to everyone who is not Russian. if you are trying to find meaning here, then it’s not worth it. everyone who lives in such circumstances all their lives will not understand this song. I’m just enraged by stereotypical foreigners who think that everything is always bad in Russia. this song is just a cry from the author’s soul. Enamelled Ship - Window - Bedside table - bed; ordinary bed in a hospital in Russia. the song is sung about suicides, and the realization that you are seriously ill mentally / physically, and they won’t let you out of here, and these thoughts finish you off. just live in Russia for about 3 years, and you will understand everything. my comment is shit
@@nataliacuckarew8060 you are wrong, Poland is MUCH better than Russia, I have lived in Russia all my life, traveled to Poland, my aunt lives there, everything is 100 times better there
[Rus] Эмалированное судно Окошко, тумбочка, кровать Жить тяжело и не уютно Зато уютно умирать Эмалированное судно Окошко, тумбочка, кровать Жить тяжело и не уютно Зато уютно умирать И тихо капает из крана И жизнь растрепана, как блядь Выходит как бы из тумана И видит - тумбочка, кровать И я пытаюсь приподняться Хочу в глаза ей поглядеть Взглянуть в глаза и разрыдаться И никогда не умереть, никогда не умереть Никогда не умереть, никогда не умереть Никогда не умереть Эмалированное судно Окошко, тумбочка, кровать Жить тяжело и не уютно Зато уютно умирать Эмалированное судно Окошко, тумбочка, кровать Жить тяжело и не уютно Зато уютно умирать [ENG] Enameled ship Window,nightstand, bed Life is hard and not comfortable But it's nice to die Enameled ship Window,nightstand, bed Life is hard and not comfortable But it's nice to die And quietly dripping from the tap And life is a mess It comes out of a fog And sees - a nightstand, a bed And I try to sit up I want to look into her eyes Look into the eyes and burst into tears And never die, never die Never die, never die, never die Enameled ship Window,nightstand, bed Life is hard and not comfortable But it's nice to die Enameled ship Window,nightstand, bed Life is hard and not comfortable But it's nice to die [ESP] Barco esmaltado La ventana, la mesa de noche y la cama Es complicado vivir Pero es acogedor morir Barco esmaltado La ventana, la mesa de noche y la cama Es complicado vivir Pero es acogedor morir El grifo gotea silenciosamente Y la vida te trata como a una zorra Estoy saliendo de esta niebla Miro la mesa y la cama Trato de Levantarme Quiero mirarla a los ojos Me mira a los ojos y grita Nunca mueras (x6) Barco esmaltado La ventana, la mesa de noche y la cama Es complicado vivir Pero es acogedor morir Barco esmaltado La ventana, la mesa de noche y la cama Es complicado vivir Pero es acogedor morir I apologize if there are any mistakes, I translated through a translator :v
no. you cant relate to the shit even happening in ukraine during russias ussr times, even now its still a shitty place, not even as half bad as russia and just hearing the stories my parents told me that were "good" are fucking terrible. you will never relate to the depression there. it gets really cold in ukraine during the fucking winter and my grandparents live there, guess when heating in apartments got turned on?? yesterday. so shut the fuck up.
Песня от наших про наших. Как бы многие люди в нашей стране не строили счастье большая часть являются обычными биороботами которые живут от зарплаты до зарплаты и вечно спешат куда то. Это тяжело, из-за этого люди медленно выгорают, а название "Судно" как по мне символизирует то что от этого ты никуда не сбежишь, продолжай жить с тяжестью и без уюта, в атмосфере в которой самое то помирать...
Это скорее песня про больницу и неизбежную смерть. Эмонированное судно- ну я думаю вы сами знайте эти лоханки под кроватями. Тумбочка у кровати-украшение каждой палаты. Неизбежность читается в глазах каждого пациента, они не хотят умирать, но... все мы смертны. и не факт, что доживём до преклонного возраста. Но ваше мнение тоже имеет место, мне очень понравилась эта точка зрения про эту песню🧡
Emalirovannoye sudno Okoshko, tumbochka, krovat' Zhit' tyazhelo i ne uyutno Zato uyutno umirat' Emalirovannoye sudno Okoshko, tumbochka, krovat' Zhit' tyazhelo i ne uyutno Zato uyutno umirat' I tikho kapayet iz krana I zhizn' rastrepana, kak blyad' Vykhodit kak by iz tumana I vidit - tumbochka, krovat' I ya pytayus' pripodnyat'sya Khochu v glaza yey poglyadet' Vzglyanut' v glaza i razrydat'sya I nikogda ne umeret' Nikogda ne umeret' Nikogda ne umeret' Nikogda ne umeret' Nikogda ne umeret' Nikogda ne umeret' Emalirovannoye sudno Okoshko, tumbochka, krovat' Zhit' tyazhelo i ne uyutno Zato uyutno umirat' Emalirovannoye sudno Okoshko, tumbochka, krovat' Zhit' tyazhelo i ne uyutno Zato uyutno umirat'
lina duček 1 месяц назад it’s funny being russian and reading all these comments from people thinking russia is so very „aesthetic“. i live in los angeles now, but was born and raised in a suburb near moscow. life there is HARD. my mom wouldn’t consume anything but potatoes and black tea during the winter. the streets are grey, the people are grey, everything is just sad and apocalyptic. it’s not “aesthetic” ///// THE COMMENT IS NOT MY, BUT YOU MUST READ IT IF YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND THE MEANING OF THE WORD * AESTHETIC *
Tekst po polsku Emaliowany basen Okno, stolik nocny, łóżko Żyć ciężko i niewygodnie Za to wygodnie umierać Emaliowane naczynie Okno, stolik nocny, łóżko Żyć ciężko i niewygodnie Za to wygodnie umierać I cicho kapie z kranu I życie rozczochrane, jak dziwka Wychodzi jakby z tumana I widzi - stolik nocny, łóżko I ja próbuję podnieść się Chcę w oczy jej zajrzeć Zajrzeć w oczy i rozpłakać się I nigdy nie umierać Nigdy nie umierać, nigdy nie umierać
The year is 2044. It’s been five years since the war. You come back up, into the outside and there’s nothing. Buildings are gone, people are gone, everything is gone, except for a dark, cold, odd sky that seems to be a mix between a deep orange and purple. You sit, with a lit cigar in your hand, pondering what life was like. You don’t even remember what original cigars were like anymore. You take a puff, and go back... You remember your family, your friends... everyone you held dear. You remember how everything seemed to be going alright. Your country was winning. You were close to taking the capital. You saw it on the news, on the debriefs after every mission: massive advances, opposing forces annihilated and various other things that basically guaranteed their downfall. You had just graduated Special Forces training and you were already sent on several missions. The first few were disorienting but you got the hang of it pretty quick. You went on secret missions. You took down parts of the hierarchy no one even knew existed. You and your teammates almost saved the planet. Almost. And then they launched. One after another. You don’t even know how such a weak force got their hands on those weapons. You heard sirens and alerts to make your way to the nearest city bunker. The noises, the screams and the pitches of every siren flood back and slightly overwhelm you. With your extreme physical prowess, you quickly make it into the bunker just in time. You get in, and as the seemingly last civilian is running in, the other guards scream and say that they’ve reached maximum capacity. They force the door shut, and you watch the poor man get burned and obliterated right before your eyes. You see his skin set on fire, while banging on the window, begging to be let in. “No, no. He’s gone. Nothing I can do now,” you think to yourself. Everyone else who made it in were almost all dead anyway. Starvation, disease, crime, dirty water occasionally - all rampant factors that, in the end, killed almost everyone you knew. You were alone. You pondered the good times. The situation in the bunker was bad. Very terrible times. You aren’t supposed to be outside because of radiation sickness and cancer, but you don’t care. You have nothing to live for. Everything you have is gone. Thankfully, due to your position in the military, you had some pretty good and safe quarters and it was fairly spacious considering the situation. You got prioritized over others when it came to food, ammo and resources, so your room was well stockpiled with things constantly. You can almost see yourself laying in your bed, staring at the empty one across from you. Looking at the same boring ceiling for the billionth time. You were meant to have shared your flat with someone else, but the other person had died a long time ago. Assaulted, in the halls, like so many other countless souls. You snap back to reality and try to find reasoning, but there’s nothing left. So you take in your surroundings one last time for the day, take one last puff from your cigar and put it out. You get up and walk back. As you make your way back to the bunker, through the decontamination chamber, you come across a small girl shouting for help. You look and examine her through the chamber windows. A hoodie, a ragged skirt, a pair of rain boots far too big to be hers, messy, unkempt hair and a dirty, old teddy bear. A man, who seems to have an odd attitude and ulterior motives approaches her. He tries to grab her by the arm and you hear him say the spine-chilling words, “I like ‘em young.” You run outside the chamber before the doors are even finished opening, get a pipe you sought out before on the floor, run out and crush his head open. He falls. Blood splatters all over you and the girl. As he drags out a bloodied hand reaching for the shin of the little girl, you pull out a pistol and double-tap him. You quickly became desensitized to this kind of stuff after spending a little in the lowest pits. The small girl, seemingly unbothered by the sight of blood and gore, looks up to you and thanks you. She asks you if you have a place to stay, that her parents had passed and she was looking for anyone to help her. You wondered how desperate she was if she was really going around asking any random stranger for shelter. This was her lucky day. You say yes, and you lead her to your room. You let her have her own side of the quarters, with the dusty unused bed and the neglected bathroom. She devours almost everything in your fridge. You can feel the old, dry, emotionless face of yours slowly open up into a smile. It’s almost as if you can hear the skin cracking open to form it. You finally have purpose now. Your reason to exist and your mission to complete: _Keep the girl safe._
Оригинальное стихотворение Бориса Рыжего: Эмалированное судно, окошко, тумбочка, кровать, - жить тяжело и неуютно, зато уютно умирать. Лежу и думаю: едва ли вот этой белой простыней того вчера не укрывали, кто нынче вышел в мир иной. И тихо капает из крана. И жизнь, растрепана, как блядь, выходит как бы из тумана и видит: тумбочка, кровать... И я пытаюсь приподняться, хочу в глаза ей поглядеть. Взглянуть в глаза и - разрыдаться и никогда не умереть. 1997 (Спасибо Николаю за оригинальный текст)
Ностальгия по тем местам, где ты даже не был, и по тем временам, когда еще не родился.. Nostalgia for the places where you have not even been, and for those times when you were not yet born ..
I wanna walk through an abandoned Soviet City that has been rioted while the sky is a dark red and this is blasting through every siren in the city left.
I write it through a translator so there can be a measles. Here I live in Russia and I can say completely that this song describes everyday life in Russia . Every day gray houses gray faces lack of friends that sometimes you want just something joyful but because of the gray Russia it is impossible
This is still the best version of sudno online. Even though they're different this song feels like it should've been titled Клетка cause that's how it feels
Хоть и комменту два месяца, но все-же. Почему? В России не все серое, как представляют и говорят. Хоть и соглашусь, атмосферно, но все же:) _ Хотя, смотря какое время года. Осенью все теряет краски, и тут, да. Соглашусь💕
@@СпящийКомарик ну это смотря в каком регионе или городе. В трущебах или Анапе. Я вот в Питере живу и тут постоянно такая погода, как только началась осень. Причем это даже не трущебы. А продолжатся будет до самого мая. Нужно собиратся с духом и настраивать себя на хорошее, потому что в такое место редко солнце заглядывает. Вот и слушаешь музыку, пока за окном дождь идёт, поэтому и атмосфера знакомая больно
Под эту песню лучше всего затянутся где нибудь на крыше. Все здания серые и типичные,да как собственно и люди. Краски пытаются пробится,но сама душа красит все в черный и серый
Очень грустно смотреть на комментарии по типу: "ой, Россия такая эстетичная!" Хотя это совсем блять не так. Все улицы серые. Ты живёшь в снятой однушке в панельке. Ходишь в колледж и тебе еле-еле хватает на еду. Понимаю, что для иностранцев это может быть эстетичным, но как мне кажется это немного не уважительно к людям и их народу
the text belongs to russian poet of 90s who committed suicide, his name is Boris Ryzhiy. He describes bathroom, window, small shelf and bed, he says its hard and uncomfortable to live but comfortable to die. On chorus he yells that he commits suicide but regrets upon what he did, so he wants to get up and look at her eyes and cry loud and never die( in rus. Nikogda ne umeret’) Sooner he committed suicide.
@@bolszewickiowcaorkow9052 I was referring to the edited version of this song but yes, I do. Molchat Doma used the text of a poem by Boris Ryzhy, named "Эмалированное судно..." if I am correct. He was a gifted poet.
The beat to this song literally describes my life right now. I've been dealing with severe depression for a long time and I feel worthless, hopeless, I just want to die. I also developed social anxiety which makes talking to my family about my feelings harder. I have lost interest in everything. I want to end this. I can't live like this. I've got no friends. I've got no one. I don't want to live like this.
ur probably tired of hearing this but things will eventually get better. u should ask for help ik its hard but please we need u here. i felt the same but i got help and now im on my way to feel better. i luv u im so proud of u for being here
Pls don't feel like this. Be reminded that there are people who care for you and I'm one of them :)). It will get better I know this has been told many times but it needs a lot of determination.
Грустные фразы грустного думера.... Люблю спать, но не люблю просыпатся. Раньше плакал потому что умру, а сейчас потому что живу. Живу когда не хочу, умру когда жить захочу.
One of my closest friends killed them self last night I haven’t stopped crying and we are 12 years old he left to early please be okay james you cant leave please i have been texting him all day last night he called my and could barley breath he said I’m going to bleed out and die. He hung up now he is gone and i cant do anything. Please someone see this. James please.
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sudno sudyen yok anlamna mi gelyor yoksa farkli birse mi ve eyer sudyen yoksa ciplak mi soyluyor bu adam????????
düzeltme: BANA MAL DIYENLAR ıngılızce no hayır demek yanı matemaksel olarak no = hayır bende O YUZDEN OYLE sudhayıryok inanmAYANLARA no = hayir
sudno sutyen demek eyer baska bisey olsa niye sudno koysunlar kilno koyarlar 😁
bro wtf kinda language is that
@@TelemachusG HAHAHAHAHAHAHA I think it's Turkish
@@bobafett9518 im not trying to be a dick or anything i mean i speak welsh but that was something else
@@TelemachusG xd
slowed version hit different
Yeah
yes.
@Natan that zhrine album is sick
hits just perfectly in the face
truu
It went from party hard to cry in the bathroom
@Abdessamed 卐 nice username ههههه
MICHAEL IN THE BATHROOM MIC- im sorry i had to make the reference.
_ Saphrogy _ haha that’s what I was thinking
Yea the lyrics are dark
It never was partdy hard kiddo,.
Русские:депрессивная песня со смыслом
Американские:ПОШЛИ ПЕРЕОДЕВАШКИ В ТИКТОК СНИМАТЬ!
Автор текста вообще повесился
@@travelerbynature4030 я знаю,и?
Ti Miss подтверждаю, что эта песня про крайнюю степень безысходности
@@alicesnakova он просто написал, как поддакивание. и я например не знала об это, он известил других, которые тоже не знали.
Хах правда, мне не нравится американцы
It was already depressing enough, this is the suicidal version.
u realise this song was about suicide to begin with
This version is like playing minecraft hardcore and dying on a 8 year old world
The song is literally about suicide 💀
@Bruhsall really, rest in peace to him
This version feels like the last few seconds before the person committed suicide
Deprussian
ДепРоссия.
i'm sorry i laughed so harrd that i choke
Bro I choked-
Deeprussian (?)
Реально
главное не включить его в машине ато вдруг на встречку выедешь.....
И смех и грех.
Смерть рано или поздно прийдёт к нам
@@ЛенаГладких-ф4я что правда то правда
@@ЛенаГладких-ф4я зачем?
@@РусьРоссия-п7п действительно бл*ть зачем
best thing I could've played while high
Edit: I don’t smoke anymore and this song still hit dif 😤🤌🏽 thanks for the likes high gang 😎 enjoy ya trip
Damn right?!
Try deathspell omega
Took too many bong rips to this
@@Soul03 edibles
Alejandra sapeeee
Ok but honestly this song really fits a Soviet city brutal aesthetic
Old flat blocks, trams, tenements, no sun, many people, everyone different, but still the same
When I was younger I used to hate cities, but now I see that living in a district built for a socialist propaganda actually hits different
Edit: GUYS I fucking live in a place like this and I've been living there since I was born yes I am aware of how hard it is to live there
Aesthetic doesn't always have to show the beauty, by typing this comment I meant to show how this "post soviet aesthetic" represents difficulties and everything else but beauty so stop with all these hate comments, I am fully aware of what I am describing by "post soviet aesthetic" and I am definitely not romanticizing it or trying to make it pretty, I wouldn't reccomend living in these places to anyone because once again I LIVE THERE thank you for your attention
yeah it's *totally* because of socialism it's like that... that's why poverty dramatically decreased and housing increased in the soviet union and now quality of life has decreased incredibly in russia since the break up of the USSR. i've lived in harbin which is still basically soviet and find it way more interesting and fun than back home.
@@oight communism is so good that USSR killed 8 million ukrainians just to make them believe in communism
@@oight my dead grandma who died off lack of food watching this comment : 👁👄👁
@@aitor.online shut the fuck up no one asked
@@kaptandoge3109 seethe harder
Its about a dude who tried to kill him self in a bath tub and didnt do it successfully and ended up in the hospital
Indeed
yeah
thx
Если бы американцы только понимали, на сколько эта песня тяжёлая
я понимаю текст ну я не живу в россией
@@cats2732 перевод смотрел, да?
@@despi5468 моя мама русская
@@cats2732 это классно
@@despi5468 спасибо!
while it's not the same language it kinda gives a vibe similar to old yugoslav darkwave. love that stuff.
Slavic*
I mean we are all slavs so yea we understand that feeling
@@snapysnap7118 exactly
Трек напоминает сладостное чувство принятия неизбежного: подобно человеку в петле, готовому спрыгнуть с табурета, подобно ощущению приближающегося конца смертельно больного. Эта мелодия нечто большее. Эта мелодия о том, насколько приятен конец, насколько его принятие важнее самой жизни.
Автору респект
Автор знал и повесился
@@duffyduck2283 true.
I translated this into english and... wow... very well said my friend
Мм, всё мне сейчас говорит-повесься Ангелин, твоё время.. Часики тикают..
@@duffyduck2283 откуда инфа?
Gosh I looove this, this version deserves more views for sure.
Я вижу себя. Каждый день начинается с того что я прихожу в школу и начинаю будто радоватся чему то. А на самом дели моя улыбка это маска, а под маской боль грусть.
Damn bro
Me too
English translation
Enamelled vessel
Window, bedside table, bed
Life is hard and uncomfortable
But it's comfortable to die
Enamelled vessel
Window, bedside table, bed
Life is hard and uncomfortable
But it's comfortable to die
And quietly dripping from the tap
And life is disheveled like a whore
Comes out of a fog
And sees: bedside table, bed
And I'm trying to get up
I want to look into her eyes
Look into your eyes and burst into tears
And never die
Never die
Never die
Never die
Never die
Never die
Enamelled vessel
Window, bedside table, bed
Life is hard and uncomfortable
But it's comfortable to die
Enamelled vessel
Window, bedside table, bed
Life is hard and uncomfortable
But it's comfortable to die
The song was basically a poem about an attempt of suicide by Boris Ryzhy, a Russian poet who took his life in May 2001.
A reminder that Molchat Doma is a Belarusian post-punk band.
Самый умный комент
Tooth enamel 🦷
“Death solves all problems: no man, no problem.”
- Joseph Stalin.
Some people took that to far
''Меня печалит вид твой грустный
Какой бедою ты тесним?
И человек сказал: я русский!
И бог заплакал вместе с ним.''
Акали на аве, здоровья маме
О, Зиновьев
иди к психиатору. Твоя проблема, в том , что ты болен.
Они танцуют под *Молчат Дома - Судно*
Мы танцуем под *Foster People - Pumped Up Kicks*
Ха-ха, да...
ХАХАХАХАХАХАХАХ
Или sugar crash
Росляков в деле)
Скорее под шугар краш
half of comments are literally swearing bout how russia is aesthetic n how russia is not
its pretty funny to read as a someone who was born here n being located in here right now
i dont really see something aesthetic in dull peoples eyes , dull streets with a drunk homeless at every step u do
Honestly. When people treat the USSR and things like that as an aesthetic it really irks me. I was born after the fall, but I still saw the effects it had. I am so very grateful I did not live then. And I have much respect to those who survived it. They love to say that they love the "Brutal Aesthetics" but do they love the way that 100 millions of people were killed? I find that to be quite brutal. The cities is what I assume they mean, yet I do not see an aesthetic in rushed quick built cities and housing blocks that were never meant to last. Anyway, the way these people will tend to simple brush off the facts you tell them of the USSR and its murders is terrifying. My small rant is done. In case of wonder, Born, raised in Vladivostok but living in Yekaterinburg.
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they banned i3cpeak in their country, and so on
That *is* the aesthetic tho, bland, hopeless, depressing but in a familiar, almost welcoming way, it's not an aesthetic because people think its "cool", it's an aesthetic because it resonates with people. an aesthetic is an expression of the way people feel, not an accessory.
@renhyuckwrld you should check out Bald and Bankrupt on youtubr
as someone who lived in Moscow for most of their childhood. it’s not an “aesthetic dreancore place
It’s very hard living there
right??? and its so annoying when these anime club rejects make shit like this! it pisses me off, russia isnt a vibe, communism isnt a vibe, it was all terrible and suffering. I ubderstand memeing it but thats just a dead meme honestly, but seriously dont turn actual depression and suicidal thoughts into a "vibe"
@@Squigiee right it’s very messed up turning someone’s suffering and turning it into ur “aEsTheTic”
@@blvdsvcaa exactly.
I am not from russia but I learned that it's a horrible place, the laws are incredibly strict and it's dangerous to live there I believe- its just disgusting how people find this "aesthetic"
I recomemd you listen to this if your high or just vibing
currently me right now
or depressed duh
I’m high lol
"Уютно умирать"
Мой дефис жизни.
И жизнь растрёпана как бл*дь
Не переживай ты не один с дерьмовой жизнью все будет хорошо
+
Может девиз?
И я хочу в глаза ей поглядеть.
Какая ирония судьбы да?
the world we live in will never be the same, its our time to rise gamers.
AlCeeProd2.0 lmao it caught me offguard seeing how it wasnt used as a joke
lol get your dumbass comment outta here fucktard “time to rise gamers” fuck u even talking about????😂😂😂😂🖕
@@shittyass120 imagine using emojis
@@Gelato41_ imagine being a 600 pound loser redditor who starts crying when they see an emoji
@@shittyass120 ikr fuck those redditards and their stupid ass hivemind
Песня вроде русская, но коментов русских почти нет
Белорусская вообще-то
@@ynkrv6006 непон
@@SviatoyKrot что непон, это белорусская песня говорю
++++
@@ynkrv6006 Где ты увидел что это песня белорусская?
Dedicated to everyone who is not Russian. if you are trying to find meaning here, then it’s not worth it. everyone who lives in such circumstances all their lives will not understand this song. I’m just enraged by stereotypical foreigners who think that everything is always bad in Russia. this song is just a cry from the author’s soul. Enamelled Ship - Window - Bedside table - bed; ordinary bed in a hospital in Russia. the song is sung about suicides, and the realization that you are seriously ill mentally / physically, and they won’t let you out of here, and these thoughts finish you off. just live in Russia for about 3 years, and you will understand everything. my comment is shit
Well iam not from Russia but from Poland. Its kinda similar to Russia but not exactly. So I can't say I relatable to this. Stay safe
Romania..
Ukraine
@@nataliacuckarew8060 you are wrong, Poland is MUCH better than Russia, I have lived in Russia all my life, traveled to Poland, my aunt lives there, everything is 100 times better there
@@anastasia-kl6po i said that "it is similar but not exactly" in Poland there are many places that is like Russia but only a few
Двойная депрессия какая-то получилась 😅
Лол, вмс
[Rus]
Эмалированное судно
Окошко, тумбочка, кровать
Жить тяжело и не уютно
Зато уютно умирать
Эмалированное судно
Окошко, тумбочка, кровать
Жить тяжело и не уютно
Зато уютно умирать
И тихо капает из крана
И жизнь растрепана, как блядь
Выходит как бы из тумана
И видит - тумбочка, кровать
И я пытаюсь приподняться
Хочу в глаза ей поглядеть
Взглянуть в глаза и разрыдаться
И никогда не умереть, никогда не умереть
Никогда не умереть, никогда не умереть
Никогда не умереть
Эмалированное судно
Окошко, тумбочка, кровать
Жить тяжело и не уютно
Зато уютно умирать
Эмалированное судно
Окошко, тумбочка, кровать
Жить тяжело и не уютно
Зато уютно умирать
[ENG]
Enameled ship
Window,nightstand, bed
Life is hard and not comfortable
But it's nice to die
Enameled ship
Window,nightstand, bed
Life is hard and not comfortable
But it's nice to die
And quietly dripping from the tap
And life is a mess
It comes out of a fog
And sees - a nightstand, a bed
And I try to sit up
I want to look into her eyes
Look into the eyes and burst into tears
And never die, never die
Never die, never die, never die
Enameled ship
Window,nightstand, bed
Life is hard and not comfortable
But it's nice to die
Enameled ship
Window,nightstand, bed
Life is hard and not comfortable
But it's nice to die
[ESP]
Barco esmaltado
La ventana, la mesa de noche y la cama
Es complicado vivir
Pero es acogedor morir
Barco esmaltado
La ventana, la mesa de noche y la cama
Es complicado vivir
Pero es acogedor morir
El grifo gotea silenciosamente
Y la vida te trata como a una zorra
Estoy saliendo de esta niebla
Miro la mesa y la cama
Trato de Levantarme
Quiero mirarla a los ojos
Me mira a los ojos y grita
Nunca mueras (x6)
Barco esmaltado
La ventana, la mesa de noche y la cama
Es complicado vivir
Pero es acogedor morir
Barco esmaltado
La ventana, la mesa de noche y la cama
Es complicado vivir
Pero es acogedor morir
I apologize if there are any mistakes, I translated through a translator :v
Ty 👁👅👁
It is Enameled Ship and not Enameled Vessel
Там должно быть не vessel, а ship
M A S T E R
Perdonen, pero esta mal traducida al español
No matter what country you live in, we can all relate to dark times😔
Not really no. Westerners always had it better.
@@RazeRaze420 Let me just say: Great Depression
@@professionalsimpdestroyer4135 Although the great depression lasted 3 years but communism lasted 47 years.
@@RazeRaze420 That's true
no. you cant relate to the shit even happening in ukraine during russias ussr times, even now its still a shitty place, not even as half bad as russia and just hearing the stories my parents told me that were "good" are fucking terrible. you will never relate to the depression there. it gets really cold in ukraine during the fucking winter and my grandparents live there, guess when heating in apartments got turned on?? yesterday. so shut the fuck up.
Песня от наших про наших. Как бы многие люди в нашей стране не строили счастье большая часть являются обычными биороботами которые живут от зарплаты до зарплаты и вечно спешат куда то. Это тяжело, из-за этого люди медленно выгорают, а название "Судно" как по мне символизирует то что от этого ты никуда не сбежишь, продолжай жить с тяжестью и без уюта, в атмосфере в которой самое то помирать...
Это скорее песня про больницу и неизбежную смерть.
Эмонированное судно- ну я думаю вы сами знайте эти лоханки под кроватями.
Тумбочка у кровати-украшение каждой палаты.
Неизбежность читается в глазах каждого пациента, они не хотят умирать, но... все мы смертны. и не факт, что доживём до преклонного возраста.
Но ваше мнение тоже имеет место, мне очень понравилась эта точка зрения про эту песню🧡
I feel dreadful listening to this but at peace at the same time
Emalirovannoye sudno
Okoshko, tumbochka, krovat'
Zhit' tyazhelo i ne uyutno
Zato uyutno umirat'
Emalirovannoye sudno
Okoshko, tumbochka, krovat'
Zhit' tyazhelo i ne uyutno
Zato uyutno umirat'
I tikho kapayet iz krana
I zhizn' rastrepana, kak blyad'
Vykhodit kak by iz tumana
I vidit - tumbochka, krovat'
I ya pytayus' pripodnyat'sya
Khochu v glaza yey poglyadet'
Vzglyanut' v glaza i razrydat'sya
I nikogda ne umeret'
Nikogda ne umeret'
Nikogda ne umeret'
Nikogda ne umeret'
Nikogda ne umeret'
Nikogda ne umeret'
Emalirovannoye sudno
Okoshko, tumbochka, krovat'
Zhit' tyazhelo i ne uyutno
Zato uyutno umirat'
Emalirovannoye sudno
Okoshko, tumbochka, krovat'
Zhit' tyazhelo i ne uyutno
Zato uyutno umirat'
Wow bro thanks
Where can I find this lyrics I wanna copy it
I can hear in my mind how americans do this pronunciation😂✌
nifiga neponel konecno 😔🤙
ВХАХПХПХПХПХХ
- эмалированное судно.
- окошко, тумбочка кровать.
- жить тяжело и не уютно.
- зато уютно умирать...
this deserves more attention. fr. this is so aesthetic
For slowing down music? Idk
not really 'aesthetic' but it hits different for sure
@@louisa9033 dont forget to subscribe!
This isn't anything about aesthetic, the song is about an ill man who failed suicide, the person who wrote the lyrics hung himself in 2001
lina duček
1 месяц назад
it’s funny being russian and reading all these comments from people thinking russia is so very „aesthetic“. i live in los angeles now, but was born and raised in a suburb near moscow. life there is HARD. my mom wouldn’t consume anything but potatoes and black tea during the winter. the streets are grey, the people are grey, everything is just sad and apocalyptic. it’s not “aesthetic” /////
THE COMMENT IS NOT MY, BUT YOU MUST READ IT IF YOU DO NOT UNDERSTAND THE MEANING OF THE WORD * AESTHETIC *
IM SO HAPPY SOMEONE SLOWED THIS DOWN OPRAH GIF
You typed Oprah gif 😭 😭 😭
Tekst po polsku
Emaliowany basen
Okno, stolik nocny, łóżko
Żyć ciężko i niewygodnie
Za to wygodnie umierać
Emaliowane naczynie
Okno, stolik nocny, łóżko
Żyć ciężko i niewygodnie
Za to wygodnie umierać
I cicho kapie z kranu
I życie rozczochrane, jak dziwka
Wychodzi jakby z tumana
I widzi - stolik nocny, łóżko
I ja próbuję podnieść się
Chcę w oczy jej zajrzeć
Zajrzeć w oczy i rozpłakać się
I nigdy nie umierać
Nigdy nie umierać, nigdy nie umierać
передаёт всю атмосферу России
Всего снг*
В СНГ ещё хуже, лол
@@melanimartin3937 Россия входит в СНГ
Вы где/то были кроме России или СНГ, чтобы делать такие выводы?
@@Lub.F.актуально
The year is 2044. It’s been five years since the war.
You come back up, into the outside and there’s nothing. Buildings are gone, people are gone, everything is gone, except for a dark, cold, odd sky that seems to be a mix between a deep orange and purple.
You sit, with a lit cigar in your hand, pondering what life was like. You don’t even remember what original cigars were like anymore. You take a puff, and go back...
You remember your family, your friends... everyone you held dear. You remember how everything seemed to be going alright.
Your country was winning. You were close to taking the capital. You saw it on the news, on the debriefs after every mission: massive advances, opposing forces annihilated and various other things that basically guaranteed their downfall. You had just graduated Special Forces training and you were already sent on several missions. The first few were disorienting but you got the hang of it pretty quick.
You went on secret missions. You took down parts of the hierarchy no one even knew existed. You and your teammates almost saved the planet.
Almost.
And then they launched. One after another. You don’t even know how such a weak force got their hands on those weapons.
You heard sirens and alerts to make your way to the nearest city bunker. The noises, the screams and the pitches of every siren flood back and slightly overwhelm you. With your extreme physical prowess, you quickly make it into the bunker just in time.
You get in, and as the seemingly last civilian is running in, the other guards scream and say that they’ve reached maximum capacity. They force the door shut, and you watch the poor man get burned and obliterated right before your eyes. You see his skin set on fire, while banging on the window, begging to be let in.
“No, no. He’s gone. Nothing I can do now,” you think to yourself.
Everyone else who made it in were almost all dead anyway. Starvation, disease, crime, dirty water occasionally - all rampant factors that, in the end, killed almost everyone you knew.
You were alone. You pondered the good times.
The situation in the bunker was bad. Very terrible times. You aren’t supposed to be outside because of radiation sickness and cancer, but you don’t care. You have nothing to live for. Everything you have is gone.
Thankfully, due to your position in the military, you had some pretty good and safe quarters and it was fairly spacious considering the situation. You got prioritized over others when it came to food, ammo and resources, so your room was well stockpiled with things constantly.
You can almost see yourself laying in your bed, staring at the empty one across from you. Looking at the same boring ceiling for the billionth time.
You were meant to have shared your flat with someone else, but the other person had died a long time ago. Assaulted, in the halls, like so many other countless souls.
You snap back to reality and try to find reasoning, but there’s nothing left. So you take in your surroundings one last time for the day, take one last puff from your cigar and put it out. You get up and walk back.
As you make your way back to the bunker, through the decontamination chamber, you come across a small girl shouting for help. You look and examine her through the chamber windows. A hoodie, a ragged skirt, a pair of rain boots far too big to be hers, messy, unkempt hair and a dirty, old teddy bear.
A man, who seems to have an odd attitude and ulterior motives approaches her. He tries to grab her by the arm and you hear him say the spine-chilling words, “I like ‘em young.”
You run outside the chamber before the doors are even finished opening, get a pipe you sought out before on the floor, run out and crush his head open. He falls. Blood splatters all over you and the girl. As he drags out a bloodied hand reaching for the shin of the little girl, you pull out a pistol and double-tap him. You quickly became desensitized to this kind of stuff after spending a little in the lowest pits.
The small girl, seemingly unbothered by the sight of blood and gore, looks up to you and thanks you. She asks you if you have a place to stay, that her parents had passed and she was looking for anyone to help her. You wondered how desperate she was if she was really going around asking any random stranger for shelter.
This was her lucky day.
You say yes, and you lead her to your room. You let her have her own side of the quarters, with the dusty unused bed and the neglected bathroom. She devours almost everything in your fridge.
You can feel the old, dry, emotionless face of yours slowly open up into a smile. It’s almost as if you can hear the skin cracking open to form it.
You finally have purpose now. Your reason to exist and your mission to complete:
_Keep the girl safe._
This is underrated and awesome
Code 004 thanks! Figured I’d leave the first thing that came to mind
lol nice ig
yeah basically the metro series lore
very nice
Imagine: you go home from a friend on a bus and the sun is orange and you put your head near the bus window and listen to this.
mood
I've tried this recently. 101% of aesthetic.
Никакого оранжевого солнца и автобуса :) Только пустота и инфернальный тлен
@@лананонедельрейконечноже this isn't aesthetic
@@dawn9931 the song by itself is creepy and sad. But the vibe of it..
You have to do more videos from Molchat Doma🖤 This is amazing.
The meaning behind this song makes me so sad. RIP boris ryzhy.
message to the future generations. Don't let this song die.
damn ...this somewhat better than the original ...
cool
This fits my mood rn, just cold techno music that's kinda sad slowed and far away
This fits post communistic country do much, like this song IS a post communistic country
well it was written by Belo-russians
@@7ashby690 r/boneappletea
I live in a capitalist country and it's the same vibe. poverty, sadness and high criminality
Оригинальное стихотворение Бориса Рыжего:
Эмалированное судно,
окошко, тумбочка, кровать, -
жить тяжело и неуютно,
зато уютно умирать.
Лежу и думаю: едва ли
вот этой белой простыней
того вчера не укрывали,
кто нынче вышел в мир иной.
И тихо капает из крана.
И жизнь, растрепана, как блядь,
выходит как бы из тумана
и видит: тумбочка, кровать...
И я пытаюсь приподняться,
хочу в глаза ей поглядеть.
Взглянуть в глаза и - разрыдаться
и никогда не умереть.
1997
(Спасибо Николаю за оригинальный текст)
For anyone whos wondering. Судно means vessel
Ностальгия по тем местам, где ты даже не был, и по тем временам, когда еще не родился..
Nostalgia for the places where you have not even been, and for those times when you were not yet born ..
When your depression’s depression got depression
Переслушала эту песню со слезами 40 раз 😖😭
жиза
Одна из самых любимых песен 💞
напоминает крик от боли в последние минуты своей жизни🥺
this rlly satisfied me i've been waiting for this version
Это так забавно, что я вижу все эти комментарии о том, что эта песня эстетика, но позвольте мне сказать, что Россия очень сложна
I know, but is it really that bad? sorry for not being in Russian, I'm too lazy to use a translator
@@vio76939 oh fuck yes it is, man
I wanna walk through an abandoned Soviet City that has been rioted while the sky is a dark red and this is blasting through every siren in the city left.
youre braindead
@@Squigiee lol I thought it was a cool idea, don’t hate bro
Your profile picture is so cute
@@anaranurmakhan266 I was gonna change it but thanks! I’ll keep it then.
This isn’t an aesthetic
I write it through a translator so there can be a measles. Here I live in Russia and I can say completely that this song describes everyday life in Russia . Every day gray houses gray faces lack of friends that sometimes you want just something joyful but because of the gray Russia it is impossible
This is still the best version of sudno online.
Even though they're different this song feels like it should've been titled Клетка cause that's how it feels
Тупо трек который передаёт всю атмосферу России,та самая эстетика серых домов,людей которые вечно куда то спешат 💅🏽👶🏻🧒🧑👨🧔👨🦳😪😪
причем тут эти смайлики.
Хоть и комменту два месяца, но все-же.
Почему? В России не все серое, как представляют и говорят.
Хоть и соглашусь, атмосферно, но все же:)
_
Хотя, смотря какое время года. Осенью все теряет краски, и тут, да. Соглашусь💕
о привет моя эстетика,плюс я живу в жопе мира
@@СпящийКомарик ну это смотря в каком регионе или городе. В трущебах или Анапе. Я вот в Питере живу и тут постоянно такая погода, как только началась осень. Причем это даже не трущебы. А продолжатся будет до самого мая. Нужно собиратся с духом и настраивать себя на хорошее, потому что в такое место редко солнце заглядывает. Вот и слушаешь музыку, пока за окном дождь идёт, поэтому и атмосфера знакомая больно
@@chskchak9461 шуе )
Под эту песню лучше всего затянутся где нибудь на крыше. Все здания серые и типичные,да как собственно и люди. Краски пытаются пробится,но сама душа красит все в черный и серый
Очень грустно смотреть на комментарии по типу: "ой, Россия такая эстетичная!" Хотя это совсем блять не так. Все улицы серые. Ты живёшь в снятой однушке в панельке. Ходишь в колледж и тебе еле-еле хватает на еду. Понимаю, что для иностранцев это может быть эстетичным, но как мне кажется это немного не уважительно к людям и их народу
А где эстетично ? Вы не подскажете?
Americans who did not understand the meaning, we are talking about death, depression. The song is heavy. я рус.
I'm actually drunk while listening to it and dam it hits differently
У меня нет депрессии просто этот трек захватывает своей грустью и становится очень приятно слушать его
Slowed versions are always nice
Hits different👀😍
lubie tom piosenke
Czy jesteś Polakiem?
Take it easy man, we all go through problems, but I won't waste my time grieving, life is too short to grieve over it.
Suena bellísimo :'3
Uffff, muy chimba :')
Si
i was waiting for this, thank u so much
почему эта песня так популярна у других стран?
для них такая музыка очень необычна, но прикол в том что им никогда её не понять.
Тиктокеры засрали
Кароч песня офигенная, но не все понимают смысл, из за этого песня офигенная.
@@anaranurmakhan266 aок
No thoughts. Just a dark cold winter night with this song 🤞
as if it wasn't doomer enough
A friend dies 13 december of 2020 and this si hes favorite song, now its 3am and im listen to this. Live is hardest yet
The moment you realize the song was about depression:
the text belongs to russian poet of 90s who committed suicide, his name is Boris Ryzhiy. He describes bathroom, window, small shelf and bed, he says its hard and uncomfortable to live but comfortable to die. On chorus he yells that he commits suicide but regrets upon what he did, so he wants to get up and look at her eyes and cry loud and never die( in rus. Nikogda ne umeret’) Sooner he committed suicide.
13y.o: Wow! This is really me!
plz i’m obsessed with this😭
Makes me want to smoke
ive sadly picked up smoking way before i knew this song existed but yes, everytime i hear this my urge to smoke grows and grows
Makes me want to die
@@vaveyla6235 nah man u need to chill 😭
@@loujainmk4465 maybe :)
Usta sen Türk'müşsün be. Sevindim. In Turkey you are not a doomer, you are just a ordinary citizen.
As If couldn't get more depressive
С первых строчек мурашки по коже.... Самая лучшая песня которую я слышал....
Да, жалко что автор повесился.
@@zuko_chan. ага
Depression.....
100k views, Congratulations!
i am in spain without the a. yeah thats right. im a spinning monke
Slowed version hit different🔥❤
DO YOU KNOW WHAT THIS SONG ABOUT PAIN!?
ABOUT FUCKING SUICIDE!
Love this
Do you know it is about suicide?
@@bolszewickiowcaorkow9052 I was referring to the edited version of this song but yes, I do. Molchat Doma used the text of a poem by Boris Ryzhy, named "Эмалированное судно..." if I am correct. He was a gifted poet.
В наушниках нереально круто долбит в уши .
80s goth club bathroom vibes 🖤🚬⛓
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@@Gelato41_ what's your damage bro?
man, no vibe, this is song about suicide and russia.
Somehow you made dying of TB in a hospital even more depressing.
MY B R A I N S A I D S T O P B U T I -
I’m not russian but i know this language and i’m in love with this song
that type of music is absolutely specific to them
The beat to this song literally describes my life right now.
I've been dealing with severe depression for a long time and I feel worthless, hopeless, I just want to die.
I also developed social anxiety which makes talking to my family about my feelings harder. I have lost interest in everything.
I want to end this. I can't live like this. I've got no friends. I've got no one. I don't want to live like this.
Please make it out alive, I’ll be proud
@@boxwhale5877 I don't think I will
ur probably tired of hearing this but things will eventually get better. u should ask for help ik its hard but please we need u here. i felt the same but i got help and now im on my way to feel better. i luv u im so proud of u for being here
Pls don't feel like this. Be reminded that there are people who care for you and I'm one of them :)). It will get better I know this has been told many times but it needs a lot of determination.
Imagine walking thru a city at night all alone with this blasting thru the air
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Грустные фразы грустного думера....
Люблю спать, но не люблю просыпатся.
Раньше плакал потому что умру, а сейчас потому что живу.
Живу когда не хочу, умру когда жить захочу.
0:50 I LOVE THIS PART OF SING
сделать думерский трек думерским, это что-то за гранью моего понимания
Жить тяжело и не уютно, зато уютно умирать"-звучит как вызов
Soviet aesthetics and a song about suicide, perfection
epico
Russia is not an aesthetic it is hell
@@okyaii2772 bruh moment epic
This sounds like it's playing in Chernobyl Reactor 3's sound systems with all the reverb. Fucking love it.
One of my closest friends killed them self last night I haven’t stopped crying and we are 12 years old he left to early please be okay james you cant leave please i have been texting him all day last night he called my and could barley breath he said I’m going to bleed out and die. He hung up now he is gone and i cant do anything. Please someone see this. James please.
Take care!
I wish you well, living with that will be hard but stay strong, I'm sure that's what he would have wanted! You will get though this one day...