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Vladimir Vysotsky, "My Gypsy", 1967
BorjaBoroda, Russia
BorjaBoroda said:
posted over 1 year ago

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“My Gypsy” (“Gypsy Girl”, “My Gypsy Girl”, “Variations on Gypsy Themes”, “Everything is Wrong”, “Yellow Lights in My Dreams”, in the collection “Nerv” - “Dream”) is a song by Vladimir Vysotsky. The song, written in the winter of 1967-1968, shortly after the release of the film "Short Meetings" and the premiere of the play "Pugachev" at the Taganka Theater, uses the rhythm and stylistic devices of traditional gypsy song folklore, as well as images typical of Russian folklore. The song was released on phonograph records in France during the life of the author, and after his death - in Bulgaria and the USSR, its text is included in the first Soviet posthumous collection of Vysotsky "Nerv". The work has been translated into a number of foreign languages, there are cover versions in Russian and foreign languages.
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BorjaBoroda, Russia
BorjaBoroda said:
posted over 1 year ago

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Dreaming I see yellow lights
Hoarsely scream while dreaming
Give me time, oh give me time
Morning will be easy
But the morning was also hard
My party have been over
So I am smoking on empty gut
Or drinking in hangover
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I saw the pub-a lot of fun
And many sexy women
This place is heaven for drunkard
But for me it's prison
In holy church was dusk and stunk
Priest burned incensed honey
No, even church was wrong, I think
Nothing there was holy
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I saw wild field along the stream
That God forgot forever
Blue bells were only in clear field
And road that led somewhere
Dark ancient forest by this road
With evil witches orgies
And at the end of that scary road
Were guillotine and axes
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BorjaBoroda, Russia
BorjaBoroda said:
posted over 1 year ago

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So loosing breath I climbed on hill
To save myself from horror
I saw red alder on the top of hill
But at the foot-black cherry
If even ivy twined hills slope
I might be happy see it
Or, if there was only something else
But nothing pleased my spirit
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So, I am dreaming on empty gut
Or drinking in hangover
Yes, something wrong along the road
But at the end nightmare
Neither church nor even pub
Non of them is right way
Nor my friends, oh nor my friends
All are wrong, friends, I can say
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Hey one, another one,
And many, many, many, many ones
Another one and other ones
All are wrong, I can say.
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Niezabudka, Belarus
Niezabudka said:
posted over 1 year ago

Thank you for detail description of the song!

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