Wednesday, April 20, 2016

RUSSIAN NATIONAL WALTZ ©, 2016 --- Remake and Revival based on "Russian National Waltz" composed by Ilya Shatrov (Russian Empire, 1906)


Correcting the historical lapse 
with a lyric to the beautiful waltz ...
 just a probe and possible suggestion
 of the waltz composer's  true concerns and 
thoughts ...
 (See researcher's analysis below the lyric)


     This Remake is the next waltz in my series of of literary works as "WISELY WITH DIGNITY SHARING" represented before this blog audience. 



RUSSIAN NATIONAL WALTZ 
(Remake and Revival by BORIS K'ZORIN)

Also, in dedication of 110 years of this haunting waltz, aka "On the Hills of Manchuria"
musico.cc/?string=Вальс+На+сопках+Маньчжурии



1
Waltz's so divine
It's always brings relief
Let us imagine being there and dancing 
Once busy day completed

2
You may recall
That just many years in past
Waltzes were written for folk entertainment
Hence we still like all them

3
From Vienna waltzes of Strauss
Till all national waltzes worldwide
For our dames we are cavaliers
So we offer a tour of waltz 


May I offer to you tour of waltz
Heart is beating in rhyme of a dance
Keep be nice, agree and follow partner
And believe that he's always right

5
Heartily expressed 
By sensing right our time
We're gonna hit dance floor with figures
Waltz makes so friends at once


Let felicity will be with you
So let it go the Earth carousel
We gonna meet and winds, and storms
But the spring will come again.

The passersby will friendly smile
When they note your state of a mind
You gonna get that the wonderful day,
Flowers and rainbow are also for you!



8
National waltz
Written by Russian soul
Being so well known and danced around ...
It is very loved worldwide.


9
Dancing we fly
Over the ballroom floor
Dames accept cavaliers' dance offers
And really thankful to us.


10
From Vienna waltzes of Strauss
Till all national waltzes worldwide
For our dames we are cavaliers
So we offer a tour of waltz 

11
May I offer to you tour of waltz
Heart is beating in rhyme of a dance
Keep be nice, agree and follow partner


And believe that he's always right


12
Waltz's so divine, 
It may even serve stand-in
So let us dated at same ballroom dancing -
We're not gonna each other miss 

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Composer Ilya Shatrov (1906)
Lyric by Boris K'Zorin (2016)


By BORIS K'ZORIN, 
the another last romantic ©, Los Angeles, CA 2016

You are welcome -
http://wow4singingtranslations.blogspot.com




AUTHOR OF LYRICS' COMMENTS

So this waltz has been following me for years. Finally, I have decided to recreate the lyrics and I have started my research of the related historical events ...The lyric of mine was successfully completed on April 16, 2016. The text of research has been asking some proofreading (follow updates).

The first headache here was what language may be used by me in writing of lyrics, considering that my immediate previous work was done in English instantly. I have just occasionally run into that "Russian Waltz" by composer Pakhmutova while in reality I was looking for "Russian National Waltz" written by Russian Emperor Army bandmaster Ilya Shatrov. 

So the remake was done in English, to be a completely new work, and so is proudly claimed. Done!


Recall that:

Time came again,  time is to dance*
So I am choosing the Waltz
My heritage I'm keeping well
Wisely with dignity sharing

Finally, because I write for the rest of the world audience, but any fundraising of nostalgia, I chose English, and, agree, reasonably.



VOCABULARY

Ball   - a lavish dance requiring formal attire; my original version "time is for Ball*".
Figures - a predetermined set of movements in dancing 

As for verses 6 and 7 the credit is given to Madam Art's in this kind of expression @ stihi.ru  I run, again, just occasionally and ... decided to save some time for a research, as well as to have an approach to "the rest of the world" (liked by me American expression).

Frustrated that Francis Goya has missed verses 4 and 7 in his interpretation aka "Memories of Manchuria", wasting my time to locate a clear one tune in Internet.



IN DETAILS: HOW MY LYRIC TO THE WALTZ ABOVE WAS WRITTEN AND WHY


     I have found that the bandmaster Ilya Shatrov's copyrights, who was the native, and also the alumnus with musical education provided by Russian Empire, were violated! Not surprised. So was always. Even in the case when author's glory and his immortal works survive over centuries. Such we are people, not all similar to each other.

     As of today even a cursory scan of popular internet pages shows that the waltz of outstanding beauty was misrepresented by the time of troubles, and therefore came to be known simply as a requiem for the fallen heroes. 

     When in 1945, in the new historical conditions, the fighting with the Japanese army waged no longer the royal, but the Red Army, the lyric for the famous melody was again recreated by Paul Shubin. Latter was able significantly, but not completely eliminate a mournful background of the text, which certainly diminishes the quality of the product, but not merit of capelmeister Shatrov, author of the waltz. 

     In writing of the text of mine to the above stated waltz music I proceed from insight of historical facts already available to the general public, as well as from my understanding of the Russian soul, as unselfish and straightforward ... up to philanthropy. 

     A person, native of the Russian Empire, who was gifted with a sense of music since childhood, who  had earned, again, from the Russian Empire, his professional music education and was awarded the duties to serve as military musician, had lived in the world of music. Sure, he had treasured with his musical talent in the most natural way. Music was his best asset. And he gave it to people as his property just in the way of Russian nature, from his soul and from his heart.

     This is my understanding of the author's position is easily confirmed by the data on the will of the author: "Until the end of his days he, Ilya Shatrov, insisted that his work "On the Hills of Manchuria "-  is not a requiem to the rhythm of the waltz, but was supposed to be his declaration of his commitment to the country (of Russia)." 

     Unclear? Then, then follow me: the person, we are talking about, had served to homeland as the Russian Empire, the Revolution, and the Soviet Union consecutively in all three World War ... and after that his declaration of a true love to the country, saying it is the modern "Russian" language, "sucks" ... just because of the lack of membership in the official powerful structures within government at his time.

     Once again, slightly in a different wording.

     Nobody may deny the author's claim that the waltz was composed in dedication of memory of a military brotherhood, thought that the waltz was chosen as dedication to the fallen colleagues from that military band (the only seven musicians had survived and that certainly was psychological trauma). They all had lived in their world of music ... The composer follows up with clarification that while working under composition he was inspired by his commitment to the country and in a fact he has been expressing in a music his love to homeland. As we know arrogant politicians had failed and the waltz got established form of a requiem (thought, in a style of a waltz) ;-( ... that had provoked later a lot of alternative texts of doubtful quality.


FACTS


1. The bandmaster Ilya Shatrov had composed the waltz in dedication of fallen brother-soldiers.

2. Waltz, written by the composer did not have even the text, because he was created not to be turn into a song.

3. Somehow waltz was noted by City of Samara (Russia) folklore author, who wrote the first draft to the waltz, which formed the basis to all his subsequent variations. Not only the waltz was ground into requiem, but also, already based on the underlying reason of mourning in the text from the "Wanderer" (penname) all subsequent authors excelled at full speed, ... up to an open Russian profanity.

4. Until the end of his days composer Ilya Shatrov insisted that "On the Hills of Manchuria" is not a requiem to the rhythm of the waltz, but his then emotionally expressed declaration of the love to the homerland.

5. The composer's sudden "acquaintance" Oskar Knaube, local music shop owner, who had immediately smelled his business opportunity while publishing, had helped the composer to publish his work ... a later had successfully claimed the acquired ownership of it.  

The Waltz is famous worldwide. It is forever haunting waltz.


Composer Ilya Shatrov (1906)
Lyric by BORIS K'ZORIN (2016)


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РУССКИЙ ВАЛЬС
В ознаменование 110 годовщины написания вальса более известного под названием "На сопках Маньчжурии"


     Авторские права Ильи Шатрова, уроженца и музыкального выпускника Российской Империи были нарушены! Удивляться тут нечему. Так было всегда. Даже если слава автора и его бессмертные произведения переживает века. Такие мы люди, разные.

     Сегодня, даже поверхностное сканирование популярных интернет сайтов чётко показывает, что потрясающей красоты вальс был исковеркан тем не простым смутным временем и потому стал известен просто как реквием павшим героям.



     Когда в 1945 в новых исторических условиях бои с японской армией вела уже не царская, а Красная Армия, текст песни на знаменитую мелодию был вновь воссоздан Павлом Шубиным, который сумел значительно, но не полностью исключить траурный задний план текста, который существенно снижает качество произведения, но не заслугу капельмейстера Шатрова, автора вальса.

     В написании моего текста к вышезаявленной музыке вальса я исхожу из прозрения исторических фактов уже доступных широкой публике и моего понимания русской души, как бескорыстной и прямодушной до ... филантропии.

     Человек, уроженец Российской Империи, одарённый чувством музыки с детства, получивший, опять же, от Российской Империи профессиональное музыкальное образование и профессионалную службу музыкантом, жил в мире музыки и дорожил своим музыкальным талантом самым естественным образом. Музыка была его лучшим достоянием. И он дарил это своё достояние от широты русской натуры, от души, и от сердца.

     Это моё понимание позиции автора легко подтверждается данными о волеизъявлении автора: "До конца своих дней сам И.Шатров настаивал на том, что "На сопках Маньчжурии" - это не реквием в ритме вальса, а объяснение в любви к Родине." Непонятно? Тогда следующее: человек служил родине в Российской Империи, Революции, и Советскому Союзу в трёх отечественных войнах ... и его заявление о любви к Родине, говоря вполне современным русским языком, "не прокатило" ... да просто ввиду отсутствия оффициального членства в значимых околоправительственных структурах его времени.



ФАКТЫ

1. Капельмейстер Шатров написал музыку вальса и посвятил её своим погибшим друзьям.

2. Вальс, написанный композитором вообще не имел текста, он задумывался не для того, что бы превратиться в песню.

3. Вальс был замечен самарским автором, написавшим первый вариант текста к вальсу,
который и лег в основу всех его последующих вариаций. Мало того, что из вальса был вымучен реквием, так основываясь на траурной подоплёке текста от "Скитальца" (псевдоним) все последующие авторы изощрялись на полную катушку, вплоть до открытой матерщины.

4. До конца своих дней сам И.Шатров настаивал на том, что "На сопках Маньчжурии" - это не реквием в ритме вальса, а объяснение в любви к Родине.

5. Случайный "друг" композитора, владерлец мелкого магазинчика, почувствовал возможность хорошо заработать, и помог композитору опубликовать музыку. (... xорошо, так, помог ... до идеи заявить о правах на произведение).

Вальс облетел весь мир. За рубежом он назывался «Русским национальным вальсом». It is forever haunting waltz.


                           Автор музыки           -   Илья Шатров, Российская Империя (1906)
                           Авторские слова       -   Boris K'Zorin, United States (2016)


Публикация основывается только на материалах Википедии, честно ;-) --- даже сейчас я не чувствую в себе историка, романтика только, ... неисправимого ;-)


Last time updated April 22, 2016 @ 2:30

Friday, April 8, 2016

Wisely With Dignity Sharing ©, 2016 --- Remake and Revival based on "Russian Waltz" by A. Pakhmutova / F. Goya.


Let's dance! (Instead of Introduction)

     As of these days I have found myself again with a harmony with my soul starting both Ballroom dancing and Fitness (just to keep posture required - very professional secret and recommendation; you know, latter surprisingly owes some knowledge how).

     It is for a pleasure to recall Foxtrot, Rumba, Cha-Cha ... but waltz in the soul is somehow ... not an American at all (less romantic, thought still very popular social (lavish) dance). So I still wanna to fly ;-) Even if not to The Mars (actually I have not even stepped The Moon - this is my expressive joke toward some businessman who alleges he does play violin ... )

 Highly recommended to place a link of melody in a separated window of your browser & ... Enjoy The Waltz!  download.pakhmutova.ru/mp3/instrumental/Russky_Waltz_Goya.mp3

 So, why not. Let's dance! Also, to your courage ... youtube.com/watch?v=aeiZ-n_PJGE



RUSSIAN WALTZ 
(Remake and Revival by BORIS K'ZORIN)


download.pakhmutova.ru/mp3/instrumental/Russky_Waltz_Goya.mp3


1
Song's just for soul. Out of hail.
Faces around ... same people
This is my faith, and my small voice
This is my song I'm singing.
Time comes again,  time is for Ball
So I am choosing the Waltz
My heritage I'm keeping well
Wisely with dignity sharing


R
Russian Waltz - tremulous circle of sun and blizzards.
Darling, they gone - all of the years of the partings ...
Darling, they come - our years of the passion ...
Russian Waltz, - Oh, help us to |  find each other!


2
Happy my life - Old and New Worlds.
Firmament star-spangled for all ...
Soul of mine will always sing
All nicely songs that written. 
Nothing forgotten, griefs are with us
That's not so important where ...
Only with you, my dear friend
They're gonna sound for People


R
Russian Waltz - tremulous circle of sun and blizzards.
Darling, they gone - all of the years of the partings ...
Darling, they come - our years of the passion ...
Russian Waltz, - Oh, help us to |  find each other!


3
Righteous words, songs of the soul
I'm gonna enrich and cherish 
This is my faith, this is my courage
This is my song I'm singing.
Time comes again,  time is for Ball
So I am choosing the Waltz
My heritage I'm keeping well
Wisely with dignity sharing


R
Russian Waltz - tremulous circle of sun and blizzards.
Darling, they gone - all of the years of the partings ...
Darling, they come - our years of the passion ...
Russian Waltz, - Oh, help us to |  find each other!


This Google image placed just above after work was done is as a little joke of mine, so smile here ;-))


By BORIS K'ZORIN, 
the another last romantic ©, Los Angeles, CA 2016

You are welcome -
http://wow4singingtranslations.blogspot.com


Author of Translation/Interpretation comments:

     Well, I do not write any requiems. Sure, I have sound memory to use right positive words only. So I deliberately skip any wording of frustration or nostalgia, here and everywhere (e.g., my work under title "Waltz of Emigrants".)

As for performance this remake of mine I chose the instrumental music picked up by Francis Goya (François Weyer) — Belgian guitar player and composer
download.pakhmutova.ru/mp3/instrumental/Russky_Waltz_Goya.mp3

Last time updated April 11, 2016 @ 1025

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РУССКИЙ ВАЛЬС


1
Песня-печаль. Дальняя даль.
Лица людей простые …
Вера моя, совесть моя,
Песня моя – Россия.
Время дает горестный бал
В Зимнем дворце тоски.
Я прохожу в мраморный зал
Белой твоей пурги.

Припев: 
Русский вальс — трепетный круг солнца и вьюг. 
Милый друг, вот и прошли годы разлук… 
Милый друг, вот и пришли годы любви… 
Русский вальс, — нашу любовь благослови! 


2
Жизнь моя – Русь. Горе и грусть.
Звезды твои седые…
Издалека я возвращусь
Песней твоей, Россия.
Все позабыв и не скорбя,
Можно прожить вдали…
Но без тебя, но без тебя
Нет у меня любви.

Припев: 
Русский вальс — трепетный круг солнца и вьюг. 
Милый друг, вот и прошли годы разлук… 
Милый друг, вот и пришли годы любви… 
Русский вальс, — нашу любовь благослови!  

3
Вешних лугов, праведных слов 
Буду беречь ростки я. 
Вера моя, удаль моя, 
Песня моя — Россия. 
Время даёт горестный бал 
В Зимнем дворце тоски
Я прохожу в мраморный зал 
Белой твоей пурги. 

Припев: 
Русский вальс — трепетный круг солнца и вьюг. 
Милый друг, вот и прошли годы разлук… 
Милый друг, вот и пришли годы любви… 
Русский вальс, — нашу любовь благослови!  

Музыка Александры Пахмутовой
Стихи Николая Добронравова

Saturday, April 2, 2016

BAD DETECTIVE PARODY ©, 2016 --- 50th Anniversary of a song of V. Vysotsky



Far Better Inspiration

Waiting hired is well boring
Good positions ask for age 
If you are not fun of shows
Make your show just yourself

Now Twitter with Facebook
Engaged busy with its pool
Keep in mind consideration
Me, creative, may be cool ...
And that Google, as right tool

BKZ



BAD DETECTIVE PARODY

Also dedicated to Fifty Anniversary (50 years) of the song 
"ПАРОДИЯ НА ПЛОХОЙ ДЕТЕКТИВ" of Russian bard, V. Vysotsky




1
Just afraid to be detected,
So avoiding life of mixers,
Got nicknamed, odd man out, 
Mr. John Lancaster Peck, 
Wearing always leather gloves,
(Fingerprints may be a clue)
Foreign subject nice one room
In hotel "Soviet" had held

2
John Lancaster plainly solus,
Making images while night,
By alleged infra-lenses
Of not identified device, -
Later on displayed on public
Everything just upside down,
What we all appreciate well, 
What is proud of the team 

3
Look, the club on street Nagorny
Got its look as Public restroom
Very loved The Central Market -
Very bad warehouse-like.
 By microfilm misrepresented
The State Mall got little cabin,
It's a shame to say aloud,
What the look got M.A.T.*

4
Service duties being alone -
Sometimes sad, but mostly boring
Foe-man's thinking, he was maven, -
He produces the faked check.
Within wilds of restaurant
He chose townee Epiphanes,
Latter went astray so easy
 Just being nudged by a foe.


5
Epiphanes seemed well greedy,
Well voluptuous smart-ass,
In a bier as well in women
He didn't know any bounds.
Overall, the John's hodman
Was a godsend for a spy.
This is risky, this may happen
If you're spineless and got drunk.

6
- Now get your first assignment:
Three-fifteen, at the bathhouse
Maybe, sooner, maybe, later -
Kind of taxi's gonna stop.
Get inside and tie a driver,
Next, you play the just one thief,
In the morning you will know
Everything from BBC.


7
And one more, you change fresh clothes,
So at public exhibition you're gonna meet
A gentleman, who's approaching to you
With a suitcase. He's just saying:
Would you like some sort of cherry? -
Your response is: - Sure thing! - 
He is gonna to deliver explosive inside loaf -
You're gonna bring the loaf right to me.


8
And for that, my drunken friend -
Spy has told to Epiphanes, -
You will ll get a lot of money, even house in Chicago,
Many women, many models of all cars ... -
But the foe did not know, fool -
That the guy receiving orders, 
Was an agent, KGB, in a rank as Intel major
Beloved hubby in the home, truly welcomed by all friends


9
Well, McCoy was very real
John Lancaster's oversight 
Got expensive for Sir Peck -
Calculation came as bad.
John Lancaster got defused
Also tonsured and sentenced ...
When Hotel "Soviet" held meeting
Very peaceful Greek was greeted.


By BORIS K'ZORIN
the another last romantic ©, Los Angeles, CA 2016

You are welcome -
http://wow4singingtranslations.blogspot.com



Comments of author of translation/interpretation:

1.   The song was written by V. Vysotsky in ... 1966 year.
2.   M.A.T. - Moscow Art Theater



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ПАРОДИЯ НА ПЛОХОЙ ДЕТЕКТИВ


1
Опасаясь контрразведки, 
Избегая жизни светской, 
Под английским псевдонимом 
"Мистер Джон Ланкастер Пек", 
Вечно в кожаных перчатках - 
Чтоб не делать отпечатков,- 
Жил в гостинице "Советской"
Несоветский человек. 

2
Джон Ланкастер в одиночку,
Преимущественно ночью, 
Чем-то щелкал, в чем был спрятан
Инфракрасный объектив, -
А потом в нормальном свете
Представало в черном цвете 
То, что ценим мы и любим,
Чем гордится коллектив. 

3
Клуб на улице Нагорной
Стал общественной уборной, 
Наш родной Центральный рынок
Стал похож на грязный склад. 
Искаженный микропленкой,
ГУМ стал маленькой избенкой, 
И уж вспомнить неприлично,
Чем предстал театр МХАТ. 

4
Но работать без подручных - 
Может, грустно, может - скучно. 
Враг подумал, враг был дока, -
Написал фиктивный чек. 
И где-то в дебрях ресторана
Гражданина Епифана 
Сбил с пути и с панталыку
Несоветский человек. 

5
Епифан казался жадным,
Хитрым, умным, плотоядным, 
Меры в женщинах и в пиве
Он не знал и не хотел. 
В общем, так: подручный Джона
Был находкой для шпиона. 
Так случиться может с каждым,
Если пьян и мягкотел. 

6
- Вот и первое заданье:
В три пятнадцать, возле бани, 
Может, раньше, может, позже - 
Остановится такси. 
Надо сесть, связать шофера,
Разыграть простого вора, 
А потом про этот случай
Раструбят по Би-Би-Си. 

7
И еще. Оденьтесь свеже,
И на выставке в Манеже 
К вам приблизится мужчина
С чемоданом. Скажет он:
-Не хотите ли черешни?- 
Вы ответите: - Конечно. - 
Он вам даст батон с взрывчаткой -
Принесете мне батон. 

8
А за это, друг мой пьяный,-
Говорил он Епифану,- 
Будут деньги, дом в Чикаго,
Много женщин и машин...- 
Враг не ведал, дурачина, -
Тот, кому все поручил он, 
Был чекист, майор разведки
И прекрасный семьянин. 

9
Да, до этих штучек мастер
Этот самый Джон Ланкастер. 
Но жестоко просчитался
Пресловутый мистер Пек. 
Обезврежен он, и даже
Он пострижен и посажен. 
А в гостинице "Советской"
Поселился мирный грек. 

1966

Wednesday, March 23, 2016

In dedication of One-Year Mission: Gravitation of Earth ©, 2016 --- The Song from Heritage of The Firsts in The Space


     Today translation of mine as for the next song about cosmonautics/astronautics was done under inspiration of image of our Space Hero astronaut Scott Kelly, visiting The Star City (Russia). It is a truly good sign that all the best is yet to come (as it was claimed by my U.S. President) and the fact that our politicians have failed again, when they have been deciding about some distance between two world leaders ... 

Together We Are Stand!
Credit to twitter.com/StationCDRKelly


GRAVITATION OF EARTH

1
It is always immense, gravitation of Earth -
Gravitation of fields and sad willows on it.
And we feel all those roads before start we've assigned
As well roads ahead that we have to proceed.


R
There're mountains seeable high,
There steppes are endless,
There're winds always flying,
Through expanses do dust.
We - children of Galaxy, 
But, what's more important,
We're your children forever,
Our Planet of Earth!

2
Gravitation of fields, gravitation of gardens
And sunsets, and pine trees in the fluff of the snow;
Of small villages as well as cities that big 
And night fire at the empty one shore at the sea.


R
There're mountains seeable high,
There steppes are endless,
There're winds always flying,
Through expanses do dust.
We - children of Galaxy, 
But, what's more important,
We're your children forever,
Our Planet of Earth!

3
It is not gonna change all this order of things,
Hence it always got me, and recall I myself
Gravitation of Earth, gravitation of fields,
Gravitation of darling in the window that's far.


R
There're mountains seeable high,
There steppes are endless,
There're winds always flying,
Through expanses do dust.
We - children of Galaxy, 
But, what's more important,
We're your children forever,
Our Planet of Earth!


By BORIS K'ZORIN, 
the another last romantic ©, Los Angeles, CA 2016

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The author of translation/interpretation above comments:

1. First verse, line three: in original - "all those roads in the childhood we chose", however the song is dedicated for cosmonauts/astronauts, so I feel free to adjust it for worldwide popularization, why not!

2.  It was a long time ago ... so as of today see here a beautiful modern performance by a new generation  https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N6RL_QMCi2c


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ORIGINAL RUSSIAN LYRIC


ПРИТЯЖЕНЬЕ ЗЕМЛИ


At Star City - Together We Are Stand!
Credit to twitter.com/StationCDRKelly

1
Как безмерно оно, притяженье земли -
Притяженье полей и печальных ракит.
Тех дорог, по которым мы в детстве прошли,
И дорог, по которым пройти предстоит.


The wording on paper cap on the girl in the middle is says  The Mars! (Moscow, 1961)

R
Там горы высокие,
Там степи бескрайние,
Там ветры летят,
По просторам пылят.
Мы - дети галактики,
Но самое главное,
Мы - дети твои,
Дорогая Земля!

2
Притяженье полей, притяженье ракит
И закатов, и сосен в пушистом снегу.
Небольших деревень и больших городов,
И ночного костра на пустом берегу.

R
Там горы высокие,
Там степи бескрайние,
Там ветры летят,
По просторам пылят.
Мы - дети галактики,
Но самое главное,
Мы - дети твои,
Дорогая Земля!

3
Не изменится этот порядок вещей,
И настигнет меня, и припомнится мне.
Притяженье земли, притяженье полей,
Притяженье любимой в далеком окне.

R
А там горы высокие,
Там степи бескрайние,
Там ветры летят,
По просторам пылят.
Мы - дети галактики,
Но самое главное,
Мы - дети твои,
Дорогая Земля!


Слова: Р.Рождественский, слова: Д.Тухманов

Sunday, March 20, 2016

The Boston Waltz ©, 2016 --- Lyrics of Alexander Rosenbaum



     Well, as God works in mysterious ways, so audience does ;-) ...
    So we are continuing with the classic - Alexander Rosenbaum, musician, songwriter, doctor, actor - who knows a life better. By the way the modern singers in this genre, such as Mikhail Shufutinsky often sing Rosenbaum's songs.

"How often do I see the dream, 
my wonderful dream
Please do not leave and stay 
with me, you are my whim.

Getting drunk from delectation," 
I don't feel my years ...

BKZ 


THE BOSTON WALTZ


1
On a carpet from yellow leaves in a simple frock
Sewn from crepe de chine as a gift from autumnal wind   
Golden autumn was dancing in driveway the Boston Waltz
The warm one day came over and saxophone voice was fazed


2
And from all around people come to us,
And from all the neighboring roofs came flying birds
Flapping with their wings in admiration of our golden dancer
Oh, how long, how long the music was played there.


R
How often do I see the dream, my wonderful dream
As Autumn dances for all of us the Boston-waltz.
The leaves are falling while gramophone record is playing
Please do not leave and stay with me, you are my whim.

How often do I see the dream, my wonderful dream
As Autumn dances for all of us the Boston-waltz.


3
Getting drunk from delectation, it forgot about years 
The old house - it fell in love with the early days -   
Swayed by walls and  made its windows opened,
It just gave miracle to all those, who lived in it.

4
When waltz sounds tailed off in the gloom of night,
As we know everything has end and its origin,
The Golden autumn getting sad, just cried as a little rain has fallen
 Oh, yes, the waltz is beautiful, so comfortable in it.


R
How often do I see the dream, my wonderful dream
As Autumn dances for all of us the Boston-waltz.
The leaves are falling while gramophone record is playing
Please do not leave and stay with me, you are my whim.

How often do I see the dream, my wonderful dream
As Autumn dances for all of us the Boston-waltz.


The Image of Viennese Waltz in Austria

By BORIS K'ZORIN
the another last romantic ©, Los Angeles, CA 2016

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Notes of translator/interpreter:

Wikipedia says, as follows: "The Boston refers to a series of various step dances, considered a slow Americanized version of the waltz presumably named after where it originated. It is completed in one measure with the weight kept on the same foot through two successive beats. The "original" Boston is also known as the New York Boston or Boston Point."


The sample of a link to original tune of the translated song is here:
youtube.com/watch?v=V6-9uyjSNNk



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ORIGINAL RUSSIAN LYRIC


ВАЛЬС БОСТОН


1
На ковре из жёлтых листьев в платьице простом,
Из подаренного ветром крепдешина,
Танцевала в подворотне осень вальс-бостон,
Отлетал тёплый день и хрипло пел саксофон.

2
И со всей округи люди приходили к нам,
И со всех окрестных крыш слетались птицы,
Танцовщице золотой захлопав крыльями,
Как давно, как давно звучала музыка там.


R
Как часто вижу я сон, мой удивительный сон
В котором осень нам танцует вальс-бостон.
Там листья падают вниз, пластинки крутится диск,
Не уходи, побудь со мной, ты мой каприз.

Как часто вижу я сон, мой удивительный сон
В котором осень нам танцует вальс-бостон.


3
Опьянев от наслажденья, о годах забыв,
Старый дом, давно влюбленный в свою юность,
Всеми стенами качался, окна отворив,
И всем тем, кто в нём жил, он это чудо дарил.

4
А когда затихли звуки в сумраке ночном,
Всё имеет свой конец, своё начало,
Загрустив, всплакнула осень маленьким дождём,
Ах, как жаль этот вальс, как хорошо было в нём.


R
Как часто вижу я сон, мой удивительный сон
В котором осень нам танцует вальс-бостон.
Там листья падают вниз, пластинки крутится диск,
Не уходи, побудь со мной, ты мой каприз.

Как часто вижу я сон, мой удивительный сон
В котором осень нам танцует вальс-бостон.

"The Catch 16™ Project for SpaceX Reusable 'Pipe'." ©, 2016 --- Continued I


@NASA "The ultimate measure of men is ... 
where they stand at times of challenge 
and controversy" ... on Earth. 
Hope Mars goes different ;-)

BORIS K'ZORIN (@f4glory) | Twitter


    Once again, I am still on my way back to capture my peace of mind, from which I was suddenly and violently removed by unleashed "City Business", which unceremoniously demanded from me my sleeping knowledge in the field of criminal justice, commonly known as Administration of Justice. Such an administration is kinda destructible, really. However, you see above my the highly ranked as of today tweet I have posted just to show all that I am higher (at least I have attempted to be higher)  and I am over those surrounding me today challenges and controversies ... It works for me.

So, let us go "down to ... Space!" - it is already coined ©, 2016 ... by me ;-))

Based on my recent  Twitter expressions from March 5, 2016

In reply to 
Once again, do not be so stubborn. Me too - even never stepped the   Moon ;-), just get it: do not (attempt to) land (the rocket stage) only, but HOLD IT & CARE IT!
   
I just was wondering what can and shall I offer else to help and certainly move a good guy into "right direction" to become his progressive goals true. So I recalled something, maybe, more practical, if he has still declined an idea about cosmodrome catchers, offered by me through Twitter and this my blog (just get it, Sir, and I am gonna write for folk and you something to sing about today's struggles). Hence I have decided to continue and I am offering now that my own March 5 brainstorming.

I have immediately wrote then , as follows:

"The use of missile silo is offered by me as a technical breakthrough within SpaceX opportunity to get its "struggling pipe" (aka a rocket first stage) caught, held and finally landed and stored, for observation, analysis, transportation. Catch_16.2 - SpaseX ;-)) Latter is a clear joke and is not gonna used even on my final sketch.

SpaseX is a given by me for fun of American mentality* name to the type of installation consisting of an recessed within barge silo structure where "pipe" can be stored after its captured landing (for its assumed reuse after assembling at its original launch pad).

* Sorry, guys, I know that I do not have a sense of humor, but my creative romantic mind is bothering me in real, so I did it based on wording, as motherboard, male and female electronic connectors etc.




     There are my creative struggles below, based on which you should have recognized my freedom of expression and ... authorship :-))


So Let Us Win, Let's Go Win, The New Space Race ©, 2015 

The author's above remake and revival based on LA2015 Theme "Reach Up, L.A." 



INTRO

This time U.S.A. is gonna have a base of getting high
We’re gonna glorify that our jump together up to Mars 
We can compete, we are so brave, 
So let us win, let's go win, the new space race. 
So let us win, let's go win, the new space race.  


VERSE 1 

The universe is watching, it truly wants
Breakthrough from earthmen forgetting wars
We all desire U.S. shall be - from now first! 
Since our motto - United We Are Stand!

CHORUS 1

Blast Off!
Space Race!

You gotta see a sign.
Space Race!

Enjoy a dream, which is so high.
Blast Off, U.S.A.!

etc.


By BORIS K'ZORIN
the another last romantic ©, Los Angeles, CA 2016

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