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Zvonko Bogdan je rođen 1942. u Somboru, njegova pjevačka karijera počela je šezdesetih u Beogradu a od 1980. živi u Subotici. Proslavio se sedamdesetih uz osam opjevanih tamburaša Janike Balaža, a osamdesetih postao sinonim za starogradsku pjesmu i kavanu u koju se ulazi s poštovanjem i kravatom. Devedesete je proveo timareći konje i golubove, prividno napustivši scenu. No na pragu novog tisućljeća vratio se svojim ljudima te i danas žanje što je posijao – čuvajući u svojim pjesmama ljude i običaje kojih više nema.
Njegove su pjesme sve starije, a publika sve mlađa. U posljednja dva desetljeća njegovo smo ime sretali među pjesmama Gužve u 16-ercu, na nekoć kultnoj Facebook stranici Pomazimo konje Zvonka Bogdana ili istražujući tamburašku, svatovsku muziku. Ako jednom to ime i zaboravimo, njegove pjesme nećemo moći. One su sitnim vezom utkane u naše narodno tkivo, a pronalazimo ih i gdje im se ne nadamo.
Bogdanovima možemo zvati pjesme kojima je on autor, poput “Kraj jezera jedna kuća mala” ili “Jedan stari kontrabas”, narodne koje je sačuvao, primjerice “Evo banke” ili “Ej, mati”, prepjeve s mađarskog i rumunjskoj, kao što su “Jesen stiže, dunjo moja (A Hajnal Már Nem Simogat)”, “Fijaker stari (Régi Fiakker)” i “Kad se mesec sprema na spavanje (Când să duce luna la culcare)” te uglazbljenu poeziju srpskih, vojvođanskih i slavonskih pjesnika, među kojima posebno mjesto zauzima Zmaj Jova Jovanović.
Da je predmet u špajzu, Zvonko Bogdan bio bi kanta za mast jugoslavenske proizvodnje, à la EMO Celje. Takve su danas rijetko u upotrebi, no mudraci kojima su pune domaće masti znaju da im čuvaju blago. Da je građevina, Bogdan bi bio Narodno kazalište u Somboru ili “dvorac” u Paliću. Da je začin, bio bi kumin, okus nastao iz suza božice žetve.
Bogdanovi su preci, koliko je njemu samom poznato, od početka 19. stoljeća u Bačkoj, na sjeveru Vojvodine. Etnički pripadaju Bunjevcima za koje pjevač kaže da su njegov svit, ljudi koji ga zanimaju i kojima se bavi, nastojeći očuvati njima zajedničke pisme i običaje – tradiciju ljudi „ponosnih i jakih izvana, ali mekanih i punih čežnje iznutra“. Dok se u literaturi Bunjevci nazivaju ogrankom hrvatskoga naroda, brojni pojedinci u Srbiji smatraju ih konstitutivnim narodom koji nema hrvatsko podrijetlo. Zvonko Bogdan pripada toj izdvojenoj skupini.
Suprotno očekivanjima, on zbog svog nacionalnog opredjeljenja u Hrvatskoj nije izgubio svoj legendarni status. O tom je fenomenu Miljenko Jergović u svojoj kolumni napisao: „Nikada ti drugi ne određuje koja je pjesma tvoja, niti koji je pjevač, pjesnik, slikar i muzičar tvoj. To je, dragoviću, nešto što odrediš sam.“ Zaključio je da je dobro, umirujuće i ispravno da nikom nije palo na pamet da se zbog amblema i zastave odrekne Zvonka Bogdana...
Njegove su pjesme sve starije, a publika sve mlađa. U posljednja dva desetljeća njegovo smo ime sretali među pjesmama Gužve u 16-ercu, na nekoć kultnoj Facebook stranici Pomazimo konje Zvonka Bogdana ili istražujući tamburašku, svatovsku muziku. Ako jednom to ime i zaboravimo, njegove pjesme nećemo moći. One su sitnim vezom utkane u naše narodno tkivo, a pronalazimo ih i gdje im se ne nadamo.
Bogdanovima možemo zvati pjesme kojima je on autor, poput “Kraj jezera jedna kuća mala” ili “Jedan stari kontrabas”, narodne koje je sačuvao, primjerice “Evo banke” ili “Ej, mati”, prepjeve s mađarskog i rumunjskoj, kao što su “Jesen stiže, dunjo moja (A Hajnal Már Nem Simogat)”, “Fijaker stari (Régi Fiakker)” i “Kad se mesec sprema na spavanje (Când să duce luna la culcare)” te uglazbljenu poeziju srpskih, vojvođanskih i slavonskih pjesnika, među kojima posebno mjesto zauzima Zmaj Jova Jovanović.
Da je predmet u špajzu, Zvonko Bogdan bio bi kanta za mast jugoslavenske proizvodnje, à la EMO Celje. Takve su danas rijetko u upotrebi, no mudraci kojima su pune domaće masti znaju da im čuvaju blago. Da je građevina, Bogdan bi bio Narodno kazalište u Somboru ili “dvorac” u Paliću. Da je začin, bio bi kumin, okus nastao iz suza božice žetve.
Bogdanovi su preci, koliko je njemu samom poznato, od početka 19. stoljeća u Bačkoj, na sjeveru Vojvodine. Etnički pripadaju Bunjevcima za koje pjevač kaže da su njegov svit, ljudi koji ga zanimaju i kojima se bavi, nastojeći očuvati njima zajedničke pisme i običaje – tradiciju ljudi „ponosnih i jakih izvana, ali mekanih i punih čežnje iznutra“. Dok se u literaturi Bunjevci nazivaju ogrankom hrvatskoga naroda, brojni pojedinci u Srbiji smatraju ih konstitutivnim narodom koji nema hrvatsko podrijetlo. Zvonko Bogdan pripada toj izdvojenoj skupini.
Suprotno očekivanjima, on zbog svog nacionalnog opredjeljenja u Hrvatskoj nije izgubio svoj legendarni status. O tom je fenomenu Miljenko Jergović u svojoj kolumni napisao: „Nikada ti drugi ne određuje koja je pjesma tvoja, niti koji je pjevač, pjesnik, slikar i muzičar tvoj. To je, dragoviću, nešto što odrediš sam.“ Zaključio je da je dobro, umirujuće i ispravno da nikom nije palo na pamet da se zbog amblema i zastave odrekne Zvonka Bogdana...
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00:00:00Ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje,
00:00:07ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje,
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00:00:25Ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje,
00:00:35Ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje,
00:00:43ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, ciganje moje,
00:00:50Aha, dođemo nečas, šapka, hovorit se nas, neboj banke, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, svire mi ti.
00:01:03Aha, dođemo nečas, šapka, hovorit se nas, neboj banke, ciganje moje, ciganje moje, svire mi ti.
00:01:17Nema lepše nebojke, hej, da lo di lo di lom, da lo di lo di lom, o de matike ciganje,
00:01:26hej, da lo di lo di lom, da lo di lo di lom, kada pjeva tuje, a kada igra luduje,
00:01:35i svako veče ka protim, ka čarno si pjeva i lupuje,
00:01:41hej, da lo di lo di lom, da lo di lo di lom, kada pjeva tuje, a kada igra luduje,
00:01:50i svako veče ka protim, ka čarno si pjeva i lupuje,
00:01:55hej, da lo di lo di lom, da lo di lo di lom, o na pravi lopajca,
00:02:12hej, robil tiko viva, robil tiko viva, robil tiko viva, robil tiko viva.
00:02:19hej, robil tiko viva, robil tiko viva,
00:02:25robil tiko viva.
00:02:34ot ma ni, oja za majzer, noboj sello
00:02:39o, ciganju k se..
00:04:10Hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop, hip-hop
00:05:10The snow is falling slowly, if you go again, don't come back to me, I won't cry in vain, I will work hard, if you go again, don't come back to me,
00:05:40I won't cry in vain, if you go again, don't come back to me,
00:05:48I thought my strength.
00:05:49Hop, hip, hop, hip.
00:05:56Hop, chick, chick, chick, chick, chick, chick, chick.
00:06:03Hip, hop, hop, hip.
00:06:04Hip.
00:06:34Hip, hop, hop, hip.
00:07:05Kako žije od muslima glužiču.
00:07:09Maro, Marice, mlada krojačice.
00:07:13Izgore mi srce moje za tobo.
00:07:17Maro, Marice, mlada krojačice.
00:07:21Izgore mi srce moje.
00:07:23Aj sad, majskri, juj.
00:07:25Hip, hop, hip, hop, hip, hop.
00:07:29Chic, chic, chic, samo gazi, samo gazi.
00:07:34And hop and hop and hop and hop
00:07:40For the boat
00:07:59She was sitting behind the sewing machine
00:08:03Ask me, officer, who is she?
00:08:07Don't ask, officer, who is she?
00:08:11I'll take her to my house, she's ours.
00:08:15Maro, Marica, young cutie,
00:08:20My heart is burning for you.
00:08:24Maro, Marica, young cutie,
00:08:28My heart is burning for you.
00:08:32Because my little one doesn't have me,
00:08:36And no one has such a beautiful dragon.
00:08:40Because my little one doesn't have me,
00:08:44And no one has such a beautiful dragon.
00:08:47And no, no, no, she doesn't have anyone,
00:08:51She only loves me.
00:08:55Because my little one doesn't have me,
00:08:59And no one has such a beautiful dragon.
00:09:03And no, no, no, she doesn't have anyone,
00:09:07She only loves me.
00:09:11Because my little one doesn't have me,
00:09:15And no one has such a beautiful dragon.
00:09:17Come on, masters!
00:09:19Hi, ho, hi, ho, hi, ho, hi, ho,
00:09:23Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk,
00:09:25Hi, ho, hi, ho, hi, ho, hi, ho, ho, ho.
00:09:55If my mother doesn't give me a kiss,
00:10:04Let her kiss me instead.
00:10:07If my mother doesn't give me a kiss,
00:10:11Let her kiss me instead.
00:10:14But I won't give it to anyone,
00:10:17Because I'm the one who loves the dragon.
00:10:21Because my little one doesn't have me,
00:10:25And no one has such a beautiful dragon.
00:10:28And no, no, no, she doesn't have anyone,
00:10:32She only loves me.
00:10:35Because my little one doesn't have me,
00:10:39And no one has such a beautiful dragon.
00:10:51And no one has such a beautiful dragon.
00:11:21And no, no, no, she doesn't have anyone,
00:11:24She only loves me.
00:11:51When the moon is falling in front of us,
00:12:06I'm in the middle of waiting,
00:12:11Until my dragon arrives,
00:12:17I have to pass by a tavern,
00:12:22And the little tavern looks at me,
00:12:28It keeps the memories of the old times,
00:12:33A quiet curtain cuts the words,
00:12:38One old man is playing a symphony,
00:12:44He is playing quietly and secretly crying,
00:12:49And he is mentioning all the old melodies,
00:12:55And he remembers these old songs,
00:13:00When the moon is falling in front of us,
00:13:06And no, no, no, she doesn't have anyone,
00:13:11She only loves me.
00:13:16And no, no, no, she doesn't have anyone,
00:13:21She only loves me.
00:13:41For years I have the same story of paradise,
00:13:54The moon doesn't stop walking,
00:13:59I'm still going that way,
00:14:04I have to return to the same tavern,
00:14:10And the little tavern looks at me,
00:14:15It keeps the memories of the old times,
00:14:21A quiet curtain cuts the words,
00:14:26One old man is playing a symphony,
00:14:31He is playing quietly and secretly crying,
00:14:37And he is mentioning all the old melodies,
00:14:42And he remembers these old songs,
00:14:47When the moon is falling in front of us,
00:14:52And no, no, no, she doesn't have anyone,
00:14:57She only loves me.
00:15:03And no, no, no, she doesn't have anyone,
00:15:08She only loves me.
00:15:34I will buy you grey shoes,
00:15:41And grey boots,
00:15:45So you can wear them, so I can look at you,
00:15:50But I won't give you to anyone,
00:15:54So you can wear them, so I can look at you,
00:15:59But I won't give you to anyone,
00:16:02So you can wear them, so I can look at you,
00:16:07But I won't give you to anyone,
00:16:12So you can wear them, so I can look at you,
00:16:17But I won't give you to anyone,
00:16:22So you can wear them, so I can look at you,
00:16:27But I won't give you to anyone,
00:16:31So you can wear them, so I can look at you,
00:16:37But I won't give you to anyone,
00:16:41So you can wear them, so I can look at you,
00:16:45But I won't give you to anyone,
00:16:49So you can wear them, so I can look at you,
00:16:54I will buy you gold earrings,
00:16:58Because you are the heart of the crime, brother
00:17:02To carry them, to look at you
00:17:07But not to give you to anyone
00:17:11To carry them, to look at you
00:17:15But not to give you to anyone
00:17:19Come on, drink it, it's getting cold
00:17:24Let the rum warm you up
00:17:28My lips, my lips, my lips, my mouth is frozen
00:17:32Oh, I'm ashamed of myself
00:17:36My lips, my lips, my lips, my mouth is frozen
00:17:40Oh, I'm ashamed of myself
00:17:43Now, cousin
00:17:49Oh, I'm ashamed of myself
00:18:10An old gypsy got married for the eighth time
00:18:14He thought he would be the last
00:18:18He had a violin and a flute
00:18:21An old gypsy got married for the eighth time
00:18:26He had a violin and a flute
00:18:30An old gypsy got married for the eighth time
00:18:34Oh, I'm ashamed of myself
00:18:42My lips, my lips, my lips, my mouth is frozen
00:18:47Now, cousin
00:18:55Oh, I'm ashamed of myself
00:18:59My lips, my lips, my lips, my mouth is frozen
00:19:03Now, cousin
00:19:07My lips, my lips, my lips, my mouth is frozen
00:19:11Now, cousin
00:19:17Now, Cousin
00:19:28When the first snow falls
00:19:35When the first snow falls
00:19:43I'll take two horses, two fiery falcons
00:19:47And I'll go alone to the Moldavian day
00:19:52I'll take two horses, two fiery falcons
00:19:56And I'll go alone to the Moldavian day
00:19:59Come on, master
00:20:13A lot of women are happy there
00:20:23A lot of women are happy there
00:20:33Every good smile is mutual
00:20:37Not a single one is different
00:20:42Every good smile is mutual
00:20:46Not a single one is different
00:20:49Come on, master
00:20:51Music
00:21:08I love every woman
00:21:14I love every woman
00:21:23She was a sailor, a smith and a carpenter
00:21:27I love every woman
00:21:32She was a sailor, a smith and a carpenter
00:21:36I love every woman
00:21:40She was a sailor, a smith and a carpenter
00:21:45I love every woman
00:21:56She was a sailor, a smith and a carpenter
00:22:03She was a sailor, a smith and a carpenter
00:22:16She was a sailor, a smith and a carpenter
00:22:21She was a sailor, a smith and a carpenter
00:22:24Come on, master
00:22:27He worked in Sarajevo, but in Malo
00:22:32He worked in Sarajevo, but in Malo
00:22:43Day and night, day and night
00:22:48All because of you
00:22:54Oh, oh, oh
00:22:59Oh, Zorro, oh Zorro
00:23:04All because of you
00:23:10Oh, oh, oh
00:26:18He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:26:27He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:26:36The daughter takes the flowers, but the dear one doesn't,
00:26:42The daughter takes the flowers, but the dear one doesn't,
00:26:48He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:26:57He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:27:05He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:27:24The daughter takes the flowers, but the dear one doesn't,
00:27:29The daughter takes the flowers, but the dear one doesn't,
00:27:36He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:27:44He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:27:53The daughter is crazy in love and happiness,
00:27:59When he drinks wine day and night,
00:28:05Because he is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:28:13He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:28:22He is the mother of Echria, Echria and Heria, He is the mother of all.
00:28:32In the house of Sombor, everything is at will,
00:28:40Everything is true, and the wives drink wine.
00:28:47Everything is true, and the wives drink wine.
00:28:54In the house of Sombor, everything is true,
00:29:01Everything is true, and the wives drink wine.
00:29:07In the house of Sombor, everything is true,
00:29:14Everything is true, and the wives drink wine.
00:29:22In the house of Sombor, everything is true,
00:29:29Everything is true, and the wives drink wine.
00:29:36Here are the assistants.
00:29:40Come on now.
00:29:43That's how that artist is crazy,
00:29:50That's how the house is cooked,
00:29:54And the forest is better kept in the house of Sombor.
00:30:01That's how the house is cooked,
00:30:05And the forest is better kept in the house of Sombor.
00:30:11I will get married too, I need a wife,
00:30:18Who knows how long I've been working,
00:30:22And I will get married too,
00:30:26In the house of Sombor.
00:30:29Who knows how long I've been working,
00:30:32And I will get married too,
00:30:36In the house of Sombor.
00:30:51When I was a young boy,
00:30:56I was married to a woman,
00:31:01She was a good woman, and a better wife.
00:31:06She was the best bride for a hunter,
00:31:11And I was a good hunter.
00:31:16I was married to a woman,
00:31:21She was a good woman, and a better wife.
00:31:26I was married to a woman,
00:31:31She was a good woman, and a better wife.
00:31:37I was married to a woman,
00:31:42She was a good woman, and a better wife.
00:31:47I was married to a woman,
00:31:52She was a good woman, and a better wife.
00:31:57I was married to a woman,
00:32:02She was a good woman, and a better wife.
00:32:07I was married to a woman,
00:33:21Igorlica
00:33:23Ipokoja kološnice
00:33:28Zemstvinsica
00:33:30Ljadevica
00:33:32I zemelja patka
00:33:34Tretenice
00:33:38Majikolu
00:33:40Igorlica
00:33:44Ipokoja raspustenica
00:33:51Ipokoja sbremenica
00:34:01Ipoxola
00:34:03Ljudec
00:34:05Ipokoja
00:34:07Ljadevica
00:34:09Ipokoja
00:34:11Ipokoja
00:34:13Ipokoja
00:34:15Ljevedjica
00:34:17Ipokoja
00:34:19Is it a dream or a dream?
00:34:24The year is new, so calm and peaceful
00:34:31Is it a dream or a dream?
00:34:38The year is new, so calm and peaceful
00:34:45Not every day is like this
00:34:52Like when the sun is setting in the distance
00:34:59You get dressed, you go out to drink
00:35:06Like when you get up in the middle of the winter
00:35:13You get dressed, you go out to drink
00:35:20Like when you get up in the middle of the winter
00:35:42Hey, artists in Northern Slovakia
00:36:03Save the songs in German
00:36:11Sing them many more years
00:36:18Your play is small but beautiful
00:36:25Sing them many more years
00:36:32Your play is small but beautiful
00:36:39And crazy, but beautiful like this
00:36:46Let it be seen and let everyone see
00:36:53And let the guards leave the line
00:36:59When the boys go to the party
00:37:06And let the guards leave the line
00:37:12When the boys go to the party
00:37:29Bring me a glass of wine
00:37:33I want to remember the story
00:37:38Right in this beautiful place
00:37:42Where I look into your eyes
00:37:47Stop right here
00:37:52And tell me, old man
00:37:56This is my song
00:38:00And my song, old man
00:38:04Let it be heard everywhere
00:38:08With the song of Muna Dina
00:38:12Osama Mubarak
00:38:16With the song of Muna Dina
00:38:19Let it be heard everywhere
00:38:22With the song of Muna Dina
00:38:26Osama Mubarak
00:38:30With the song of Muna Dina
00:38:52When the boys go to the party
00:38:59And let the guards leave the line
00:39:03When the boys go to the party
00:39:08Stop right here
00:39:13And tell me, old man
00:39:17This is my song
00:39:20And my song, old man
00:39:24Let it be heard everywhere
00:39:28With the song of Muna Dina
00:39:32Osama Mubarak
00:39:36With the song of Muna Dina
00:39:40Let it be heard everywhere
00:39:44With the song of Muna Dina
00:39:47Osama Mubarak
00:39:51With the song of Muna Dina
00:39:55When the boys go to the party
00:39:59And let the guards leave the line
00:40:03When the boys go to the party
00:40:07Stop right here
00:40:12And tell me, old man
00:40:17This is my song
00:40:21And my song, old man
00:40:25Let it be heard everywhere
00:40:29With the song of Muna Dina
00:40:33Osama Mubarak
00:40:37With the song of Muna Dina
00:40:41Let it be heard everywhere
00:40:44With the song of Muna Dina
00:40:48Let it be heard everywhere
00:40:52With the song of Muna Dina
00:40:56Osama Mubarak
00:41:00With the song of Muna Dina
00:41:15Let it be heard everywhere
00:41:19With the song of Muna Dina
00:41:23Let it be heard everywhere
00:41:27With the song of Muna Dina
00:41:31Osama Mubarak
00:41:35With the song of Muna Dina
00:41:39Let it be heard everywhere
00:42:12I don't have any more gold, silver, or gold from Bagram.
00:42:26I don't have any more gold, silver, or gold from Bagram.
00:42:41I won't go to the beach anymore, because I can't hide my tears.
00:42:55Either I have to turn my head, or cry, or get drunk.
00:43:10Either I have to turn my head, or cry, or get drunk.
00:43:40I won't go to the beach anymore, because I can't hide my tears.
00:43:57Everything is small, good or bad.
00:44:05The wind is strong, and it blows them away.
00:44:12Everything is small, like a boat, a boat that sails.
00:44:20And in fact, it doesn't hurry anywhere.
00:44:27Everything is small, like a boat, a boat that sails.
00:44:35And in fact, it doesn't hurry anywhere.
00:44:42Let the enemy carry my tears away.
00:44:50Let the enemy carry my tears away.
00:44:57Let the enemy carry my tears away.
00:45:05Let the enemy carry my tears away.
00:45:12Let the enemy carry my tears away.
00:45:20Let the enemy carry my tears away.
00:45:27I won't go to the beach anymore,
00:45:34because I can't hide my tears.
00:45:41Either I have to turn my head, or cry, or get drunk.
00:45:56Either I have to turn my head, or cry, or get drunk.
00:46:27What does my love do?
00:46:33Does it sing many nights?
00:46:38Or does it bathe in its evil, and dance on us?
00:46:47Or does it listen to old songs?
00:46:52Or does it look at its own face?
00:46:57Or does it lick the dirty hair of the unnecessary loneliness?
00:47:06Who else knows about it?
00:47:11Who else knows about it?
00:47:16Don't tell anyone what happened that night.
00:47:21Maybe tomorrow is a sunny day.
00:47:26Who else knows about it?
00:47:31Who else knows about it?
00:47:36Don't tell anyone what happened that night.
00:47:42Maybe tomorrow is a sunny day.
00:47:52Thank you very much.
00:48:09Are its steps long?
00:48:14From dusk to dawn?
00:48:19Or does it look for a path in its thoughts, hiding small storms?
00:48:27There is no way to escape it.
00:48:32And it wakes up in its hair.
00:48:37The bitter taste of tears, and the warmth in the middle of the chest.
00:48:46Who else knows about it?
00:48:51Who else knows about it?
00:48:56Don't tell anyone what happened that night.
00:49:01Maybe tomorrow is a sunny day.
00:49:06Who else knows about it?
00:49:11The wound has healed, and the pain is gone.
00:49:17Don't tell anyone what happened that night.
00:49:22Maybe tomorrow is a sunny day.
00:49:32Thank you very much.
00:50:02And your words will come, but they will pass.
00:50:11And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:50:19And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:50:26And only you, only you.
00:50:31My love.
00:50:39And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:50:47And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:50:54And only you, only you.
00:50:58My love.
00:51:28And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:51:33And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:51:38And only you, only you.
00:51:43My love.
00:51:48And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:51:53And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:51:59And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:52:05And only you, only you.
00:52:10My love.
00:52:15And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:52:23My love.
00:52:31And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:52:39And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:52:45And only you, only you.
00:52:50My love.
00:53:00My love.
00:53:30And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:53:35And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:53:40And only you, only you.
00:53:45My love.
00:53:50And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:53:56And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:54:00My love.
00:54:04And after all, there will be a letter that everyone will sing.
00:54:09And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:54:17And no one will ever know that you are in the song.
00:54:54They can't reach each other in the dark
00:54:58Come on, let's kiss
00:55:02Come on, let's kiss now
00:55:06Come on, let's kiss now
00:55:11Don't you understand that?
00:55:15Come on, let's kiss
00:55:20Come on, let's kiss now
00:55:24Come on, let's kiss now
00:55:28Don't you understand that?
00:55:32But that's how life is
00:55:36Where are you lying, this is a tragedy
00:55:41And you don't move, and you don't touch
00:55:46But they know each other well
00:55:50And they touch, and they don't touch
00:55:54But they know each other well
00:55:58Whoever has you, let him not have you
00:56:03Whoever doesn't have you, let him dream of you
00:56:07Whoever dreams of you, let him love you
00:56:12But they know each other well
00:56:16Whoever has you, let him not have you
00:56:20Whoever doesn't have you, let him dream of you
00:56:24Whoever dreams of you, let him love you
00:56:29But they know each other well
00:56:42Andrei Veselov
00:56:47Maria Kruglina
00:56:52Andrei Veselov
00:56:57Maria Kruglina
00:57:02Andrei Veselov
00:57:07I broke through three walls
00:57:12I'm still standing, I'm not giving up
00:57:17Let me go, I'm not giving up
00:57:21I'm not giving up
00:57:26I broke through a hundred walls
00:57:31And four were my gates
00:57:36I'm still standing, I'm not giving up
00:57:41I'm not giving up
00:58:06I broke through a hundred walls
00:58:11And four were my gates
00:58:16I'm still standing, I'm not giving up
00:58:21I'm not giving up
00:58:26I broke through a hundred walls
00:58:31And four were my gates
00:58:36I'm still standing, I'm not giving up
00:58:41I broke through a hundred walls
00:58:46And four were my gates
00:58:51I'm still standing, I'm not giving up
00:58:56I broke through a hundred walls
00:59:01And four were my gates
00:59:06I'm still standing, I'm not giving up
00:59:11I broke through a hundred walls
00:59:16And four were my gates
00:59:22The day is born, the morning is red
00:59:27Wake up, let me serve you
00:59:31The sinful people say
00:59:36To leave in the morning
00:59:40The day is born, the morning is red
00:59:45Wake up, let me serve you
00:59:50The sinful people say
00:59:55To leave in the morning
00:59:59The day is born, the morning is red
01:00:04Wake up, let me serve you
01:00:20Thank you very much.
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