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Oh, Ukrainians are always beautiful in lyrical songs. It's always magic. But your song gave me an interesting idea, what is the difference between Ukrainians and Russians. Russian performers usually reflect on the war. They create a counterbalance that allows society not to forget what war is.
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Oh, Ukrainians are always beautiful in lyrical songs. It's always magic. But your song gave me an interesting idea, what is the difference between Ukrainians and Russians. Russian performers usually reflect on the war. They create a counterbalance that allows society not to forget what war is.
There is no particular difference between the two, sorry Maxim.
Ukrainians are just the dumbest part of Russians, that are torn away from their cultural and intellectual epicenter ( that is Moscow,) and thus they can be manipulated much easier into believing that they are something that they are not.
But with that being said, it's not like Moscow doesn't bear responsibility for what happened to its people.
The morning of September 27, 1994 in the Estonian capital Tallinn was windy. Also last nigh, the stormy wind on the sea had rocked MS Estonia. Around 10 am, the cruise ferry arrived at the port of Tallinn. I remember this morning well because I had come from Stockholm to Tallinn on board MS Estonia. Soon the exits were opened for passengers to land. And as always and always in such situations, Estonian passengers began impatiently and untolerably to rush towards the exit door. But I'm rather slow person (yeah, unfortunately sometimes even too slow...sometimes ... in something related to women ... but this is an other story, you know...). Maybe I own too little of this impatient haplogroup r1a, I don't know ... But that morning I wasn't in a hurry to get out. I remember in the far corner of the ferry's corridor, the cleaning lady vacuumed the floor and music was heard from the loudspeakers in the corridor. And then there was a melody from the speakers whose undoubtedly beautiful sounds forced me to slow down even further. I can't always say that I remember everything I've felt at some point in my life but I remember that was exactly this version:
When the music ended I finally left the ferry and so I was probably the last passenger to leave the MS Estonia. After 16 hours, the cruise ferry sank in the stormy Baltic Sea with 852 people on board.
I still love the instrumental version (i would say i prefer the version without lyrics and 'sounds'), although it reminds me a little unusually of that MS Estonia disaster that happened twenty-six years ago. Gainsbourg, a French Jewish musician of Russian origin has undoubtedly been able to create a melody which is really romantic (the latter must probably be attributed to his Russian origin i think ).
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An old song again
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