"Songs of mine that I have yet to write, how many? Tell me cuckoo, count them for me. Where am I to live, where am I to die? To fall as a stone, Or burn like a star, or burn like a star... Sunshine above, come look at me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if there's gun powder give me the fire. That's that. Who will go these lonely steps again? Who is strong and brave? Who will pay the price in battle With their lives? Very few remain with bright memory, With a clear mind, with a firm hand. Sunshine above, come look at me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if there's gun powder give me the fire. That's that. Where are you now my freedom? Whith who are you now Greeting the tender sunrise? Tell me. Life was life with you, and death without. My patient head And submissive shoulders, under the lash, under the lash... Sunshine above, come look at me. See my palm has turned to a fist. And if there's gun powder give me the fire. That's that."
Здорово молодец. Шек умащ хулатыя Ханты ар.. атыя щир Цой ар👍👍👍👍👍👍👍
Чудесно! Рада, что Вы есть, Вера!
Privet Khanty fairy!!!!!! And good health and mood...
Необычное исполнение,здорово!
Молодец!!!
АЖ муражжжжки по коже! Мощно!
Вера !! Ты умничка!!
Вера Кондратьева наша любимая❤️❤️❤️
Круто! 💐
Я не знаю хантейский, но исполнено здорово!
ХантЫйский*
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ельце сава, сэнг ям
Полностью язык не знаю ну очень красиво поёт песню
Кто может помочь с переводом, пожалуйста, пару слов. С русского на хантыйский (Ваховский диалект)
"Songs of mine that I have yet to write, how many?
Tell me cuckoo, count them for me.
Where am I to live, where am I to die? To fall as a stone,
Or burn like a star, or burn like a star...
Sunshine above, come look at me.
See my palm has turned to a fist.
And if there's gun powder give me the fire.
That's that.
Who will go these lonely steps again?
Who is strong and brave? Who will pay the price in battle
With their lives?
Very few remain with bright memory,
With a clear mind, with a firm hand.
Sunshine above, come look at me.
See my palm has turned to a fist.
And if there's gun powder give me the fire.
That's that.
Where are you now my freedom? Whith who are you now
Greeting the tender sunrise? Tell me.
Life was life with you, and death without. My patient head
And submissive shoulders, under the lash, under the lash...
Sunshine above, come look at me.
See my palm has turned to a fist.
And if there's gun powder give me the fire.
That's that."
Очем? Песня непойиу???!
Конечно понимаю ваше исполнение но ХАНТЫ так не пели и не поют....