This video is about war in Donetsk and Lugansk 2014-2022.The song is recorded in 2015. I hope u'll learn more about it, so this info helps u finding other point of view on the todays war in Ukrain
я конечно не специалист в англиском ,но мне кажется перевести эту песню и донести смысл на другом языке не реально. ну может только в упрощеном виде.какой у нас все таки богатый язык
My fire hasn't gone out, it's inside. I go with him into the darkness, full of him. There it stands forward, where there is a formidable view. Thin, sick willow crowns will reach out to me. My path is far away, to that steppe of evil and gloomy path. My rap is a gift, and it was wrapped in the best darkness. I sat down, I'm waiting for a fist over my head. It's all a sign to us. I'm a servile, disgruntled son of a bitch. On the battlefield, I skip the hooks in the soup. It's pretty painful who was scared of you. But I prue like dust, and they prue like fairies. Across the fields, dogs, past the NIF and mines. We are them, the shooting gallery is one. The sif has converged into a hole, the world is flying… I take a shield and a sword, I want to live and howl. The caravan leaves into the darkness, There the willows are black-black, creepy, dark. There are rivers of dead fish, fallen birds, fallen nats. Come and find out, a couple of discord, like ivy, like an octopus. If I turn around, they won't understand me. Dear, don't grieve, don't call, don't forget. Yeah, I'll disappear into the smoke in the distance. The caravan goes south, goes into the darkness. Everyone took their dream to warm there in hell. But my pain is a forgotten dream. A cartridge has been sent to the chamber. Whoever encroached on my house will be buried in it. The caravan goes to the south, where they give covers from a tree, as a gift. Where, demons are all fighting in the war. With red-hot muzzles in a tank. To hit and beat is my instinct, If the world is like a ring, if it is in the blood. Behind my back is my house, where my angel sleeps, Opened his mouth on them bitch? No question, catch it! The caravan leaves for the south, early in the morning. I hold love in my hands, I am silent. I'm just not breathing. I touch the harness with a burning hand. She just strokes it best. But demons have been seen, here across the river. And they gather men again. The caravan leaves for the south, packed to the last with unloads. Leaden tears poison the pulse. Sho for a completely different taste of money. I'm going on the road like everyone else. I've been with him for five minutes since I sat down. And I'm holding it in my hands, waiting for the dawn. Fragments of the past come to me. On meadows green in the grass. I kissed my knees, burned. Free as the wind from these steppes. Oh, if I only knew about the bitch war. That the native fields will smoke. You'll scream, look, the fields are burning. Come out, I swear to you. Who stepped with a sword native here. He did it for nothing. The caravan leaves to the south, the horizon is far and stuck. The smell of sweat, there's gunpowder, swill, the smell of burnt cannabis. Dirty paws climb into my house. A brusque, disgusting bastard. Time to show your fangs. Who's the dad here, the queen who's the don. Covered hemisphere, blew all. Small success. But we are an unnecessary load of two hundred. Then the way to the forest. The demons are out there somewhere, across the river. He doesn't catch glances under the visor. Has the caravan come to life? Bow to the native land. Who am I without these fields? Well, who am I without these fields, tell me. Moans, those that are on fire and I can only burn with them. Who is without this hair? Who is without these hands, dear to me? For their life, ready to die. My homeland, my dear, kind land. My homeland, you are the only one I have. Motherland, be patient! Native land. My homeland, you are the only one I have…
Тоже самое, как все танцуют, под французский трек, где парень поёт что потерял отца. Просто смысл песни не понятен ему. Иностранцу это простительно, в его умысле нет зла.
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Не знаю почему, но посмотрев этот клип в очередной раз, я заплакал, и мне не стыдно мне 27
28,та же хуйня
Тоже самое, на днях крутил этот трек и пробило конкретно... держимся💪
Не стоит стыдиться своих эмоции,не ты один плакал!
Я тоже плачу от этой песни
испытывать эмоции и не должно быть стыдно
This video is about war in Donetsk and Lugansk 2014-2022.The song is recorded in 2015. I hope u'll learn more about it, so this info helps u finding other point of view on the todays war in Ukrain
Юра, мы все знаем и ничего не забудем. Победа близка.
Вам нужен текст этой песни и знание всей ситуации о чем стихи Ромы.Он гений нашего времени
я конечно не специалист в англиском ,но мне кажется перевести эту песню и донести смысл на другом языке не реально. ну может только в упрощеном виде.какой у нас все таки богатый язык
@@robin30H *и не каждый способен владеть этим богатством в полной мере...*
Перевод есть давно если что.@@robin30H
Жаль что они не понимают какой заложен смысл в текстах
У них войны то никогда не была в стране, только разрушают другие страны вторжением
Рем Дигга - почему дрожит осина)
В топ!!!
Это ни трек для флекса, а о памяти и проблеме которая поглатила весь мир. Патриотизм жто репера зашкаливает
Это не может зашкаливать, это или есть или этого нет. Ник я бы сменил на Вашем месте.
Что не так с его ником?
Оу Рэм Дигга это всегда лайк)
интересно как там братишка поживает
Рэм Дигга мы заждались! Владивосток 🖐
My fire hasn't gone out, it's inside. I go with him into the darkness, full of him. There it stands forward, where there is a formidable view. Thin, sick willow crowns will reach out to me. My path is far away, to that steppe of evil and gloomy path. My rap is a gift, and it was wrapped in the best darkness. I sat down, I'm waiting for a fist over my head. It's all a sign to us. I'm a servile, disgruntled son of a bitch. On the battlefield, I skip the hooks in the soup. It's pretty painful who was scared of you. But I prue like dust, and they prue like fairies. Across the fields, dogs, past the NIF and mines. We are them, the shooting gallery is one. The sif has converged into a hole, the world is flying… I take a shield and a sword, I want to live and howl. The caravan leaves into the darkness, There the willows are black-black, creepy, dark. There are rivers of dead fish, fallen birds, fallen nats. Come and find out, a couple of discord, like ivy, like an octopus. If I turn around, they won't understand me. Dear, don't grieve, don't call, don't forget. Yeah, I'll disappear into the smoke in the distance. The caravan goes south, goes into the darkness. Everyone took their dream to warm there in hell. But my pain is a forgotten dream. A cartridge has been sent to the chamber. Whoever encroached on my house will be buried in it. The caravan goes to the south, where they give covers from a tree, as a gift. Where, demons are all fighting in the war. With red-hot muzzles in a tank. To hit and beat is my instinct, If the world is like a ring, if it is in the blood. Behind my back is my house, where my angel sleeps, Opened his mouth on them bitch? No question, catch it! The caravan leaves for the south, early in the morning. I hold love in my hands, I am silent. I'm just not breathing. I touch the harness with a burning hand. She just strokes it best. But demons have been seen, here across the river. And they gather men again. The caravan leaves for the south, packed to the last with unloads. Leaden tears poison the pulse. Sho for a completely different taste of money. I'm going on the road like everyone else. I've been with him for five minutes since I sat down. And I'm holding it in my hands, waiting for the dawn. Fragments of the past come to me. On meadows green in the grass. I kissed my knees, burned. Free as the wind from these steppes. Oh, if I only knew about the bitch war. That the native fields will smoke. You'll scream, look, the fields are burning. Come out, I swear to you. Who stepped with a sword native here. He did it for nothing. The caravan leaves to the south, the horizon is far and stuck. The smell of sweat, there's gunpowder, swill, the smell of burnt cannabis. Dirty paws climb into my house. A brusque, disgusting bastard. Time to show your fangs. Who's the dad here, the queen who's the don. Covered hemisphere, blew all. Small success. But we are an unnecessary load of two hundred. Then the way to the forest. The demons are out there somewhere, across the river. He doesn't catch glances under the visor. Has the caravan come to life? Bow to the native land. Who am I without these fields? Well, who am I without these fields, tell me. Moans, those that are on fire and I can only burn with them. Who is without this hair? Who is without these hands, dear to me? For their life, ready to die. My homeland, my dear, kind land. My homeland, you are the only one I have. Motherland, be patient! Native land. My homeland, you are the only one I have…
He is talking about WAR
Like when its going to END
Even WuThang did a reaction to this video)
Ты крутой мужик😎Привет из Сибири🤜🤛
По больше Рем дигги
К сожалению для него это только клёвый бит, но тут СТОЛЬКО СМЫСЛА. Особенно после частичной мобилизации...
the song is about war, the shortcuts in video of war is from chechnya most
Какая Чечня? Это про Донбасс
Спасибо за реакцию бро)
Если бы этот чел текст понимал. То он понял бы что Рем Дига талантлив в репе а не просто стелит
very deep song!
Bro , RemDigga & OniX , пожалуйста 🙏🏻
Мне 26 у меня там погибли друг и одноклассник и я не боюсь говорить что я русский я тут родился и тут лягу
Очень глубокий смысл
SUPER
🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍
До слез 😪
❤❤❤❤
👍👍👍👍
Mega geil 🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩🤩👍
Рем Дигга - Тамара, Рем Дигга - пропорция уязвимости
Нига даже не успевал 😏😑
Спасибо Большой Брат❤️
Dada I не спи!!!! Отличный исполнитель! ✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌✌👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍🤝
Россия! Вперед! Дигга, мы пришли!
Не пытайся под это кайфонуть друг,не вьедешь
🔥🔥🔥
Спасибо.
🇷🇺🇷🇺🇷🇺🇷🇺🇷🇺🇷🇺❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️🥰🥰🥰🥰🥰
Miyagi-Marlboro
не знаю чо ты там рест ин пис, мы умирать не собираемся)
Strong music, but what a beat...
Russian bombs kill children
Friend, listen to this, you'll like it:
*"YG, Kust, MC Delovoy, Fotiniya Fo, E1mayra, Dj Erik - Мечта"*
💪🇷🇺🔥
Max Korzh - Afgan 🔥🔥🔥
Ewa Farna - I Will Always Love You od Whitney Houston
С тамары он вообще попутает😆
Определенно)))))
918 человек, лайкнувших это видео, объясните, вы считаете нормальным, что под этот трек стоит лыбиться и пританцовывать?
Трек реально качает, до мурашек. Но если бы он знал смысл текста, то не улыбался, ему простительно.
Тоже самое, как все танцуют, под французский трек, где парень поёт что потерял отца. Просто смысл песни не понятен ему. Иностранцу это простительно, в его умысле нет зла.
İf you could only know
Для него танцы, для людей иной смысл
Что орет быть круче? Никто ничего так и не сделал!
бесит когда кепка там эйкает
Актуальнй трек..