Piano bar ballad with female vocals and violin. Lyrics based on a 19th century poem by Wladimir Werner about transience of love, very poetic
Special thanks to the performers:
1, 4:Natalia Gulkina
2, 6:Ashot Philipp
3, 5:Helena Kuzmina
7-25:SKAZ Balalaika Quartet
Radujszja Choir
Moskovskij Gasudarstvennij Istorikoetnografitscheskij
Theatre Group conducted by Volodja Abanshin
Jamie Winchester, Guitar & Drums
Tibor Bornai, Keyboard
Recorded at Mosfilm Studio, Moscow.
Mastered by W.Meyscheider at digital music & media, Traunwalchen.
Very special thanks to Vitali V. Pantschenko and Roman Raithel.
Snowflakes kept falling on the deserted field,
but through the dark mist the flame of passion (emotion) and feelings was
flaring -
white roses have fallen from heaven.
We kept still, but through the stillness the tender music of love was
transpiring (was pervading the air).
Our lips were to be found to kiss,
without words the heat of our passion was blooming.
Snowflakes turned into kisses.
In this winter night roses were blooming on earth...