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An elegiac song popular in the Soviet era. It is not a lament, it is rather
a song of wisdom looking back at its youth. "Everything leaves traces on
this earth, and our bygone youth is immortal. How young we were! How
earnestly we loved and believed in ourselves". The beauty and wisdom of
Russia lies in its peoples of all nationalities. This is why I chose
photographs of ordinary Russians to accompany this lovely song. Not
everything in the Soviet time was evil. Indeed, many young contemporary
Russian musicians include Soviet-era songs in their repertoire because of
their optimism (instead of the nihilism of Western rock).
This is sung by the famous operatic baritone Dmitri Khvorostovsky, with the
Moscow Chamber Orchestra led by Constantine Obelian and the Style of Five
playing Russian folk instruments.
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English translation:
Please, look back lone passing by Stranger!
Your straight glance! I have seen it, I bet.
May be you that’s me – only younger,
Ourselves we sometimes can not get.
All our deeds leave the traces inlying,
And nevertheless the youth gone is undying!
Oh, how young we were then,
Yes, how young we were then!
We loved without doubt,
Believed in ourselves.
The first time of the life game is ended,
And the only thing we could get:
Not to be lost on this Earth pretended
Don’t lose yourself, try to do that!
All our deeds leave the traces inlying,
And nevertheless the youth gone is undying!
Oh, how young we were then,
Yes, how young we were then!
We loved without doubt,
Believed in ourselves.
Everybody and everything welcomed
Us with their sincere relief!
We forgave all the friends when they were wrong,
But the treachery couldn’t forgive!
All our deeds leave the traces inlying,
And nevertheless the youth gone is undying!
Oh, how young we were then,
Yes, how young we were then!
We loved without doubt,
Believed in ourselves.
In the sky the sheet lightnings died out,
Hearty storms turned into peace of mind,
We will never forget dear faces,
Dear eyes in the hearts are enshrined!
All our deeds leave the traces inlying,
And nevertheless the youth gone is undying!
Oh, how young we were then,
Yes, how young we were then!
We loved without doubt,
Believed in ourselves. |
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