Fleeting golden moments, but oh, the exquisite poetry and excruciating emotion!
Slobodskaya sings as if she wrote the piece herself with infinite sensitivity,
empathy, clarity and revelation. Pushkin was one of the most staggering
geniuses of any era...quintessentially Russian but with global appeal and
influence. He could bring a stone statue to its knees with emotion! First
time hearing Cui's song...Thank you, Yvonne!
Kievest 1 year ago
How very beautiful. Thank you for posting and thank you Doug@CurzonRoad for sharing. Maya
mayatatyana1 1 year ago
Simply beautiful! Thank you for sending...
basenjidiva 1 year ago
A maiden drops her urn full of water;
It breaks on the rocks.
She sits sadly,
holding the broken pieces.
A miracle! The water does not dry up;
It pours from the broken vessel.
Now she sits there sadly forever
over the everlasting spring.
(courtesy of stuartliff)
CharlotteinWeimar 1 year ago
Truly lovely. A perfect combintaion of poem, voice and music. Can one even begin to imagine Russian culture without Pushkin? It would be even more difficult to contemplate than Britain without Shakespeare.
Thank you for a charming presentation.
Vivian
stuartliff 1 year ago
@stuartliff I agree with you completely!
simply wonderful!
Addiobelpassato 1 year ago
Fleeting golden moments, but oh, the exquisite poetry and excruciating emotion!
Slobodskaya sings as if she wrote the piece herself with infinite sensitivity,
empathy, clarity and revelation. Pushkin was one of the most staggering
geniuses of any era...quintessentially Russian but with global appeal and
influence. He could bring a stone statue to its knees with emotion! First
time hearing Cui's song...Thank you, Yvonne!
Kievest 1 year ago
How very beautiful. Thank you for posting and thank you Doug@CurzonRoad for sharing. Maya
mayatatyana1 1 year ago
Simply beautiful! Thank you for sending...
basenjidiva 1 year ago
A maiden drops her urn full of water;
It breaks on the rocks.
She sits sadly,
holding the broken pieces.
A miracle! The water does not dry up;
It pours from the broken vessel.
Now she sits there sadly forever
over the everlasting spring.
(courtesy of stuartliff)
CharlotteinWeimar 1 year ago
Truly lovely. A perfect combintaion of poem, voice and music. Can one even begin to imagine Russian culture without Pushkin? It would be even more difficult to contemplate than Britain without Shakespeare.
Thank you for a charming presentation.
Vivian
stuartliff 1 year ago
@stuartliff I agree with you completely!
basenjidiva 1 year ago
simply wonderful!
Addiobelpassato 1 year ago