Dmitri Khvorostovsky sings one of the old Russian "romantsy" against a backdrop of the art of Natalia Goncharova, one of the leaders of the avant-garde movement in Russia before the tragedy of the Revolution. She, like so many others, emigrated after the catastrophe of the Red victory in the Civil War. She ended her life in France.
The weeping willows slumber,Bowing low over the stream,The current flows swiftly Whispering in the darkness of the night,Whispering,still whispering in the darkness of the night~They bring on thoughts of times long past,with their humming.Sick and lonely of heart,I long for those days gone by.I long for those bright days gone by.Where are you my beloved darling?Do you even remember me,Do you pine as I do,And weep for me in the still of the night?And weep for me likewise in the still ofthe night?
markargra 3 years ago
Grips the heart.
4realrussiansonly 4 years ago