Троянди на пероні - Е.Макаренко, Д.Агнянников (піано), В.Гаврилюк(гітара) Одеса, Ботсад 7.06.24

Поделиться
HTML-код

Комментарии • 10

  • @sun__bird
    @sun__bird 9 дней назад

    Це прекрасно: легко, зі смаком, атмосферно, чисто 😍

  • @СветланаИбрагимова-ъ5я
    @СветланаИбрагимова-ъ5я 4 месяца назад +6

    Какая красивая песня. Какой певучий язык. С любовью из Москвы ❤

    • @brentanoschool
      @brentanoschool 3 месяца назад

      On the platform, on the crowded platform
      Where partings and meetings here weep
      Someone there has scattered red roses
      And, it seems, that no one can see them
      Oh the roses, oh the roses
      They cry out at people with their petals
      We're not flowers, we are love
      And love can't be trampled upon
      In my heart is it pain, is it sadness
      You do not meet me here today
      Someone gives someone a kiss
      And someone tramples upon the red roses
      Oh the roses, oh the roses
      They cry out at people with their petals
      We are not flowers, we are love
      And love can't be trampled upon
      On the platform, on the quiet platform
      The distant knocking is no longer heard
      Someone there has scattered red roses
      Whether it's a meeting or a farewell
      Oh the roses, oh the roses
      They cry out at people with their petals
      We're not flowers, we are love
      And love can't be trampled upon
      Oh the roses, oh the roses
      They cry out at people with their petals
      We're not flowers, we are love
      And love can't be trampled upon

    • @ЛюдмилаКушніренко-ы5б
      @ЛюдмилаКушніренко-ы5б Месяц назад

      Дякую.

  • @MBodnarchuk
    @MBodnarchuk 2 месяца назад

    ❤ приємно згадати молодість !!! ❤❤❤

  • @Олександр-р2е8ы
    @Олександр-р2е8ы 6 месяцев назад +3

    Прекрасне виконання, і аранжування.

  • @anat58
    @anat58 6 месяцев назад +2

    Супер!!! Піаніст - взагалі!!

  • @alexkelt8164
    @alexkelt8164 4 месяца назад +1

    молодці, чарівні музики

  • @brentanoschool
    @brentanoschool 3 месяца назад +2

    On the platform, on the crowded platform
    Where partings and meetings here weep
    Someone there has scattered red roses
    And, it seems, that no one can see them
    Oh the roses, oh the roses
    They cry out at people with their petals
    We're not flowers, we are love
    And love can't be trampled upon
    In my heart is it pain, is it sadness
    You do not meet me here today
    Someone gives someone a kiss
    And someone tramples upon the red roses
    Oh the roses, oh the roses
    They cry out at people with their petals
    We are not flowers, we are love
    And love can't be trampled upon
    On the platform, on the quiet platform
    The distant knocking is no longer heard
    Someone there has scattered red roses
    Whether it's a meeting or a farewell
    Oh the roses, oh the roses
    They cry out at people with their petals
    We're not flowers, we are love
    And love can't be trampled upon
    Oh the roses, oh the roses
    They cry out at people with their petals
    We're not flowers, we are love
    And love can't be trampled upon

  • @Dfd7399
    @Dfd7399 5 месяцев назад +3

    Молодці 👍👏👏👏