Темная ночь, только пули свистят по степи, Только ветер гудит в проводах, тускло звезды мерцают. В темную ночь ты, любимая, знаю, не спишь И у детской кроватки тайком ты слезу утираешь. Как я люблю глубину твоих ласковых глаз, Как я хочу к ним прижаться сейчас губами. Темная ночь разделяет, любимая, нас, И тревожная черная степь пролегла между нами. Верю в тебя, в дорогую подругу мою. Эта вера от пули меня темной ночью хранила. Радостно мне, я спокоен в смертельном бою, Знаю, встретишь с любовью меня, что б со мной ни случилось. Смерть не страшна, с ней не раз мы встречались в степи, Вот и теперь надо мною она кружится. Ты меня ждешь и у детской кроватки не спишь, И поэтому знаю: со мной ничего не случится Dark night, only bullets are whistling in the steppe, Only the wind is wailing through the telephone wires, stars are faintly flickering... In the dark night, my love, I know you are not sleeping, And, near a child's crib, you secretly wipe away a tear. How I love the depths of your gentle eyes, How I long to press my lips to them! This dark night separates us, my love, And the dark, troubled steppe has come to lie between us. I have faith in you, in you, my sweetheart. That faith has shielded me from bullets in this dark night... I am glad, I am calm in deadly battle: I know you will meet me with love, no matter what happens. Death is not terrible, we've met with it more than once in the steppe... And here it looms over me once again, You await my return, sitting sleepless near a cradle, And so I know that nothing will happen to me!
The night is dark, only bullets are whizzing over the steppe Only wind rumbles in the wires, and faded stars twinkle. I know that you don't sleep in this dark night, my lovely,3 And you secretly wipe your tears by the cradle.
I love so much the depth of your gentle eyes, I want to touch them now with my lips! The dark night divides us, my lovely, And severe, black steppe was pushed between me and you.
I do believe in you, my dear friend, This faith prevented me from the bullets in the dark night... I am glad and calm in this deadly fight, Because I know that you will show me love, no matter what wrong happens to me.
The death is not scary, we have faced it many times on the steppe. And even now it circles around me. You are waiting for me and you cannot sleep by the cradle. That's why I know: nothing wrong will happen to me!
The night is dark, only bullets are whizzing over the steppe Only wind rumbles in the wires, and faded stars twinkle. I know that you don't sleep in this dark night, my lovely, And you secretly wipe your tears by the cradle. I love so much the depth of your gentle eyes, I want to touch them now with my lips! The dark night divides us, my lovely, And severe, black steppe was pushed between me and you. I do believe in you, my dear friend, This faith prevented me from the bullets in the dark night... I am glad and calm in this deadly fight, Because I know that you will show me love, no matter what wrong happens to me. The death is not scary, we have faced it many times on the steppe. And even now it circles around me. You are waiting for me and you cannot sleep by the cradle. That's why I know: nothing wrong will happen to me
Темная ночь, только пули свистят по степи,
Только ветер гудит в проводах, тускло звезды мерцают.
В темную ночь ты, любимая, знаю, не спишь
И у детской кроватки тайком ты слезу утираешь.
Как я люблю глубину твоих ласковых глаз,
Как я хочу к ним прижаться сейчас губами.
Темная ночь разделяет, любимая, нас,
И тревожная черная степь пролегла между нами.
Верю в тебя, в дорогую подругу мою.
Эта вера от пули меня темной ночью хранила.
Радостно мне, я спокоен в смертельном бою,
Знаю, встретишь с любовью меня, что б со мной ни случилось.
Смерть не страшна, с ней не раз мы встречались в степи,
Вот и теперь надо мною она кружится.
Ты меня ждешь и у детской кроватки не спишь,
И поэтому знаю: со мной ничего не случится
Dark night, only bullets are whistling in the steppe,
Only the wind is wailing through the telephone wires, stars are faintly flickering...
In the dark night, my love, I know you are not sleeping,
And, near a child's crib, you secretly wipe away a tear.
How I love the depths of your gentle eyes,
How I long to press my lips to them!
This dark night separates us, my love,
And the dark, troubled steppe has come to lie between us.
I have faith in you, in you, my sweetheart.
That faith has shielded me from bullets in this dark night...
I am glad, I am calm in deadly battle:
I know you will meet me with love, no matter what happens.
Death is not terrible, we've met with it more than once in the steppe...
And here it looms over me once again,
You await my return, sitting sleepless near a cradle,
And so I know that nothing will happen to me!
Эта песня согревала души бойцов в долгие годы войны,песня эта и сегодня актуальна,ведь она про любовь,верность и ожидание.
Es una hermosa canción, contada por una potente voz.
I love this song
Wspomnienia są ciężkie. 👋👍
The night is dark, only bullets are whizzing over the steppe
Only wind rumbles in the wires, and faded stars twinkle.
I know that you don't sleep in this dark night, my lovely,3
And you secretly wipe your tears by the cradle.
I love so much the depth of your gentle eyes,
I want to touch them now with my lips!
The dark night divides us, my lovely,
And severe, black steppe was pushed between me and you.
I do believe in you, my dear friend,
This faith prevented me from the bullets in the dark night...
I am glad and calm in this deadly fight,
Because I know that you will show me love, no matter what wrong happens to me.
The death is not scary, we have faced it many times on the steppe.
And even now it circles around me.
You are waiting for me and you cannot sleep by the cradle.
That's why I know: nothing wrong will happen to me!
mark bernes ate with this one
Piękna piosenka śpiewali ja Polacy i Rosjanie
Spasibo, iz Čechii.
0:01 he looks too much like my father, how odd
It is your father.,,,
@@wallenbergphoto he was Norwegian, but also a communist, so maybe...
@@man-qz8ki lol nice hehe
I wish i knew what he was saying.
The night is dark, only bullets are whizzing over the steppe Only wind rumbles in the wires, and faded stars twinkle. I know that you don't sleep in this dark night, my lovely, And you secretly wipe your tears by the cradle. I love so much the depth of your gentle eyes, I want to touch them now with my lips! The dark night divides us, my lovely, And severe, black steppe was pushed between me and you. I do believe in you, my dear friend, This faith prevented me from the bullets in the dark night... I am glad and calm in this deadly fight, Because I know that you will show me love, no matter what wrong happens to me. The death is not scary, we have faced it many times on the steppe. And even now it circles around me. You are waiting for me and you cannot sleep by the cradle. That's why I know: nothing wrong will happen to me
Thankyou for the translation :)
Алексей Осипов э
ruclips.net/video/75P0QGi3RO0/видео.html
ruclips.net/video/75P0QGi3RO0/видео.html
Is there a way I can find the notes to this exact piece?
Yeah just look it up
Try running it through Chordify
@Yusuf G.
As far as I can make out, the chords are E minor, G major, F# minor, B7 major.
Best of luck.
😌
@@PercivalBlakeney thanks bro
@@yusufg.620
No sweat.
Do your own research though… I could easily be wrong.
😋
не перестаёт удивлять это поколения, столько пришлось что нашим ,что не нашим. Рубка леса
WHAT?
Просто помолчу.... Послушаю...
Meravigliosa...
Such a beautiful song but who ever wrote the titles does not know Russian language
What is the title?
the title is correct for the poetic translation, literal translation is similar "Dark Night"
The what is the title?
❤❤❤
Russia is a beautiful language love from America ❤🇺🇲
is that a movie? whats the name?
Two soldiers
@askeldrar81 thank you bro
Film?
Two soldiers (1943)
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Что это за шоу
Это на дтлго
Титри не правильні!!! Китайці їх пишуть ? По правилам спільноти що має відповідати?
Супер фильм, и песня, не точна сиводя все песни только про вазврат
❤ dall'italia !