source: youtube
It's very interesting to me to learn about popular music in other countries, specifically in Russia (*cough* Russian major *cough*) and I was recently introduced to this Russian music video. I think that the song and the video are very beautiful. It's performed by two Russian groups, Basta (Баста) - the rapper - and Gorod 312 (Город 312) - the vocalist. It's not very often that I get to hear what people are listening to in other countries. It was also interesting to compare this song to some popular American songs and see the differences in themes and imagery! I love how they use the sand artist and transform his images into backgrounds for the video. The song also provokes emotion - something that many pop songs don't do (or if they do, they often pull and twist the strings of cliche emotional themes and fail to actually evoke feelings within the listener - in my opinion). I loved this song/video, even though it is not in a format I might stereotypically like or be drawn to. I found power in the film and passion in the music and I can't wait to be introduced to more popular Russian songs.
To apply the knowledge I've gained thus far in Intermediate Russian: Это видео взял меня на сердце.
(Applying Russian idioms for the win?)
The lyrics of the song translate (awkwardly because I used an online translation and Russian doesn't always translate into English very fluidly - but seriously thanks, google translate!) to:
Slowly drift cars
Or stranded tube for miles
Mobile lazily skips calls
According to the desired number, alas - long beeps
The proximity reveals the secrets of strangers souls
Who knows mine - please answer
Suppresses the city noise - I'm suffocating
Flying weakness, wrapping the sail
They do not know me - I learned how to conceal
Themselves from the eyes of openness opens notebook
Muse is tired of congestion
Issued instead of bright patterns yuzanny trash
When there are no forces to be persistent
When all that has been building rubble, debris
When the spit that out there for windows
And you want to run away from everything - but nothing happens
Anyone who can help - out of reach
I am in the center of the city, both on the brink
And you want to scream around in spite of
Save me - I did not get up without your hands!
Turn around, I did not get up without your hands
Not hear the heartbeat
Turn around, I did not get up without your hands
The cold wind does not get warm
Turn around ...
Among the millions of people all alone
Night flow into days, changing calendars
Instead of help to those who got involved
We pass by hiding themselves under the make-up
Labyrinth drives people to a standstill
Urban anguish in the compartments of the pyramids of concrete slabs
All this is well mounted clip
Final obvious, but nothing changed
Posting online avatars and funny nickname
Simulated parallel illusory world
He did not blunt the evening went on the air
She removed the flaring up yourself by clicking delete
All of this canvas by Salvador Dali
Looking for answers outside, but the answers inside
There is nobody to blame - a mad trip
Wait, that someone would call and ask:
Well, how old are you?
Past people, past shop windows in the dust
Past someone as lonely as you
Be able to hear the strangled cry:
Turn around, I did not get up without your hands ...
Turn around, I did not get up without your hands
Not hear the heartbeat
Turn around, I did not get up without your hands
The cold wind does not get warm
Noisy street, close city
The sky turned black, will disappear into nowhere
Noisy street, while at a great price
The sky turned black, squeeze whiskey stronger
Turn around ...
Turn around, I did not get up without your hands
Not hear the heartbeat
Turn around, I did not get up without your hands
The cold wind does not get warm
Turn around ...
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