Vladimir Vysotsky - Koni Priveredlivye/Fastidious Horses (White Nigths)

Tema utilizado para la película “White Nigths“ realizada en 1985. (My apologies, I did not find too much information about this beautiful song and the sound is almost like the movie, but, unfortunately, it is not ) *** I do not own claim to own this material (Music & Photos). This video is purely for entertainment purposes and not for profit, I give full credit to the artist and to the owners of the song, No copyright infringement intended! *** *This music is being posted ONLY to share with others and for nostalgic and entertainment purposes* *Please, YouTube, many of us are not lawyers. Many times we have no idea what is copyrighted and what is not. Please, DO NOT suspend an account for innocently posting something for fun. If a video is copyrighted, simply advise and it will be removed immediately. No need to suspend an account without warning for something uploaded innocently and with no malicious intent* Album: “U Babeka Serusha, Opaliha“. Song: “Koni Priveredlivye“. Composed & Performed: Vladimir Vysotsky. Year: 1976. For those of you who have been looking for the beautiful Vladimir Visotsky song “Koni Priveredlivye“ (or “Fastidious Horses“) from the theater scene of White Nights that wasn’t included on the soundtrack. There are 6 versions of this song sung by Visotsky. The exact version from the film is the first song listed under composition “Koni Priveredlivye“, album “U Babeka Serusha, Opaliha“. Source: Amazon. Koni Priveredlivye (Transliteration : phonetic transcription of Russian alphabet using latin letters) Vdol’ obryva, po-nad propast’yu, po samomu krayu Ya koney svoikh nagaykoyu stegayu, - pogonyayu, - Chto-to vozdukhu mne malo, veter p’yu, tuman glotayu, Chuyu, s gibel’nym vostorgom - propadayu, propadayu! Chut’ pomedlennee, koni, chut’ pomedlennee! Vy tuguyu ne slushayte plet’! No chto-to koni mne popalis’ priveredlivye, I dozhit’ ne uspel, mne dopet’ ne uspet’! Ya koney napoyu, Ya kuplet dopoyu,- Khot’ nemnogo eshche postoyu na krayu!... Sginu ya, menya pushinkoy uragan smetet s ladoni, I v sanyakh menya galopom povlekut po snegu utrom. Vy na shag netoroplivyy pereydite, moi koni! Khot’ nemnogo, no prodlite put’ k poslednemu priyutu! Chut’ pomedlennee, koni, chut’ pomedlennee! Ne ukazchiki vam knut i plet’. No chto-to koni mne popalis’ priveredlivye, I dozhit’ ya ne smog, mne dopet’ ne uspet’. Ya koney napoyu, Ya kuplet dopoyu,- Khot’ nemnogo eshche postoyu na krayu!... My uspeli - v gosti k bogu ne byvaet opozdaniy. Tak chto zh tam angely poyut takimi zlymi golosami? Ili eto kolokol’chik ves’ zashelsya ot rydaniy, Ili ya krichu konyam, chtob ne nesli tak bystro sani? Chut’ pomedlennee koni, chut’ pomedlennee! Umolyayu vas vskach’ ne letet’! No chto-to koni mne dostalis’ priveredlivye, Kol’ dozhit’ ne uspel, tak khotya by dopet’! Ya koney napoyu, Ya kuplet dopoyu,- Khot’ mgnoven’e eshche postoyu na krayu!... Fastidious Horses (English translation of the lyrics) Translation by Stanley Altshuller On a rugged cliff, the very edge, above the endless chasm I keep lashing at my horses with my whip clenched in a spasm But the air is growing thinner, I am gasping, drowning, crying I can sense with horrid wonder, I am vanishing, I’m dying Slow your gallop, oh my horses! Slow your gallop I say! Don’t you listen to my stinging whip! But the horses I was given, stubborn and so unforgiving, Can’t complete the life I’m living, cant conclude the verse I’m singing I will stop for a blink, I will let horses drink For a brief second more, I will stand on the brink... I will perish, as a feather that the hurricane has swallowed, In a chariot they’ll pull me through the snow in blinding gallop All I ask of you my horses, slow your pace but for a moment To prolong the final seconds of approach to my last comfort. We have made it. Right on time, God has left us with few choices But the why are angels singing with such fiendish scolding voices, Or it that the horse bell ringing in a frenzy drenched with tears, Or is it I the one who’s screaming for my horses to shift gears? Slow your gallop, oh my horses! Slow your gallop I say! Don’t you listen to my stinging whip! But the horses I was given, stubborn and so unforgiving, Can’t complete the life I’m living, at least let me finish singing Lyrics: Russmus.