Артем Пивоваров х DOROFEEVA- Думи REACTION

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Артем Пивоваров х DOROFEEVA- Думи
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[@samsepiol7559]

This lyrics was written by Taras Shevchenko. Who was a Ukrainian poet, writer, artist, public and political figure, folklorist and ethnographer (1814-1861). The thoughts - was his first poem. For understanding the main point of song you should read the full lyric of poem in KOBZAR (poetry collection). But it’s urban Ukrainian language and translators could be not perfect. So enjoy the song. this music really emotionally!!!

[@princeblworld]

Oh thank you. 💚

[@Alx-SG]

the song is written from the poem created almost 200 years ago and still feels relevant, more than ever.

[@princeblworld]

Thanks for the info.

[@user-nd6or6wp8p]

Thanks so much for supporting Ukraine!

[@princeblworld]

Please take care, and stay safe.

[@ladybit553]

So emotional heartbroken 💔 beautiful -song thank you!

[@bogdangural1479]

Ukrainian language is actualy one of the top 3 melodic language in the world. So yes you don't really need words to understand what they are actually singing about, it's like the sound of a word just a sound carrying information, that makes you get goosebumps, or a thought of a whisper when is not hidden, does no longer becomes a whisper because it defines it's point

[@princeblworld]

Oh wow! That's pretty intriguing. 💗

[@alyona8959]

Woow, that’s great that you enjoy the song)) I’m Ukrainian and I like it soo much too, thank you for reaction and generally for spreading Ukrainian content)))) That’s really important for us today!

[@princeblworld]

You're most welcome!

[@user-rq8ey3nk5c]

Мені подобається ваша реакція! Я коли вперше її почула- ридала. Чи то можливо, що в нас в Україні війна і тяжко на серці, незнаю. Пісня зачепила!!!

[@princeblworld]

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[@viktoriiasemenova8795]

thank you for supporting Ukraine, thank you so much 💙💛

[@princeblworld]

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[@tachor5834]

With great respect from Ukraine 🇺🇦 Thank you so much! Your reaction is priceless

[@princeblworld]

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[@user-rg7xu9ym4j]

It’s night, 2:00 and I can’t stop watching your videos. You are a beautiful emotional deep Person❤️

[@elizabest7110]

🥺 thank you for your hard work, support and new reaction.

[@princeblworld]

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[@K78644]

slava ukraini!

[@princeblworld]

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[@Svitlanap-oj4zm]

Heroyam Slava!! 💙💛

[@Alx-SG]

BEST AND CLOSEST TO THE ORIGINAL TRANSLATION I COULD FIND THOUGHTS poem 1840 My pensive, heavy-laden songs, How dire you are today! Why do you stand upon my page In such a sad array? Why has the wind not scattered you Like dust across the plains? Why has not Woe, your mother, lulled To sleep your sombre strains? Since Woe in scorn has brought you forth, my tears Have laved you - and in them you should have drowned! They should have borne you off from plain to sea,- Then none would ask me whence my grief I found, Nor why I curse my fate, weary of earth... For people say of me in mockery: “The man’s a loafer!”... O my flower-children! (2) Why have I tended you, why set you free? Will not one heart in all the world feel grief At my sad poems? This is my belief. For it may be there will be found A lass with hazel eyes Who’ll weep to hear these, songs of mine - That fortune I would prize... A single tear from those bright eyes Would set me above lords! O lays of mine, O lays of mine, My heart your burden hoards! For hazel eyes of brightest hue And for those beauteous brows My spirit yearned, my heart beat glad And poured out all its vows; It sought to pour its passion forth, It sang of starry nights, Of cherry orchards dark and green, Of kissing’s sweet delights. Of grassy steppes and burial mounds Within our own Ukraine My spirit in an alien land Refused to sing in pain. It would not, mid these woods and snows Call hither from their places The leaders of the Cossack host With bunchuks (3) and with maces... Nay, rather over our Ukraine Let Cossack spirits hover: There space enough and boundless joy The whole vast region cover... There like the freedom that has passed The mighty Dnieper flows - The sea, the steppe, the rapids hoarse, The mounds like hills that rose. There once was born and long prevailed The Cossack liberty; With bones of Tartars and of Poles It strewed the mighty lea. It strewed the plain with corpses, And wearied of its blows Lay down to rest, and as it slept A grassy mound arose. Above it the Black Eagle (4) wheels Like a dark sentinel; About it too the minstrels sing Where all good people dwell. Blind wretches sing of long ago, And how it came to pass; They are well versed in it, while I Can only weep, alas; Instead of words for my Ukraine Only my tears can fall... As for her doom-enough of that! ’Tis keenly felt by all! And most by him whose tender soul The plight of man can see - He lives a hell in this our life, And in the next... like me. I shall not pray for better days If now I have them not... Let misery as now prevail, I'll hide its torment hot, I'll hide the fiery serpent Within my very heart, So that no enemy may see My smiling's but an art... My black thought, like a raven, May fly about and croak; My spirit like a nightingale That warbles in an oak, Yet weeps unseen, will mask its grief Avoiding human scorn, (5) So let my tears no more be dried, Still let them flow forlorn, Still let my tears by day and night Bedew this foreign strand, Until the priests at death will cloak My eyes with alien sand . . . So let it be! For what's to do? For worry will not help. But may God smite the envious dog Who at my grief would yelp! My pensive, heavy-laden songs, My precious blooms, I vow! I've tended you, I've reared you up,- Where shall I send you now? Go to Ukraine, my children dear, To our own dear Ukraine; Wander like waifs by hedge and road, For here I must remain. There you will find a friendly word, And there a mood sincere; There you will meet an open heart, Nay, hints of glory hear . . . My dearest mother, sweet Ukraine, Welcome, though still unknown, My children inarticulate And claim them as your own!

[@princeblworld]

Thank you for the translation.

[@Alx-SG]

he is referring to his thoughts as "my children"

[@__lovelyminako4246]

OH MY GOD i waited for this

[@princeblworld]

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[@luckyboy4504]

Thank you for support Ukraine, man ❤️🙏

[@princeblworld]

Take care. 😊

[@V.Zakomirnyi]

"ДУМИ" [doumy] are "THOUGHTS", and these are difficult, complex thoughts that suffocate.

[@princeblworld]

Oh I see. Thank you.

[@yuliiacheberiak6967]

I want to correct the author a little bit. In this context, "Dumi" has another meaning. The word "dumi" in Ukrainian means Thoughts. Although you're right, the government body is also called the Duma. Thank you for the video.)

[@princeblworld]

You're most welcome, and thank you for the correction too.

[@iamdnipro8225]

"Duma" is a parliament in the Russian Federation, and in Ukraine the parliament is called "Rada".

[@nataliyakravchenko4994]

Верховна Рада, а не Дума!

[@silverlark5365]

Дякую за позитивний відгук і огляд кліпу! Артем і Надя заспівали просто чудово і створили маленький шедевр на слова, написані поетом ще у першій половині 19 століття.

[@princeblworld]

Take care. 💜💙💗

[@user-du3ci5vj7o]

THE SONG OF THOUGHT IS MORE WIDE AND DEEP, it does not end only at the country. this is the land, family, children, loved ones, friends, home and the whole life of children, everything that surrounds and will surround. a song about life, in short, about my life, what was done, what was not done yet, what I wanted to do. ENTIRE LIFE FROM BEGINNING TO END AND BEYOND. 💙💙💛💛👍👍

[@princeblworld]

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[@user-vk8cq7wh8s]

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[@murosalavtkachyk6727]

This song is very catchy and deep

[@princeblworld]

Agree. 💙💛

[@vvvkkk4395]

nice

[@princeblworld]

Thanks

[@lullijulli100]

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[@princeblworld]

Thank you.

[@mariaantoniv600]

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[@princeblworld]

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[@igorgayvoronsky2857]

I guess it is hard for foreigners to understand meaning of the leariks without its context. Taras Shevchenko wrote the poem "Думи мої/My thoughts" in 1840 as one of cherished texts to next generations of Ukrainians. In the end of the poem he asks to Ukraine to be kind and welcome to "his hard and complicated thoughts, his stupid kids" as well as to her own beloved children. Even if he will die far from his Motherland, she will keep in save "his thoughts, his children". In this point Motherland is place where you can cherish your genus, family, nation, its memory, language and culture. So Artem Pivovarov composed leariks from fragments of Shevchenko's poem but there are couple "play of words" places (because words were composed in new, his own way) in this song with new meanings - he understands that problems and tragedies of Ukraine are problems of Ukrainians ("Would cry only one heart in whole world as I do with you?", when Nadia Dorofeeva sings these words the candle on the table goes out which means someone has been died or killed and one more life was lost) and he asks to Motherland to be welcome to "her child" as to himself and to all people who returned to Ukraine after resumption of the war. In this point Motherland is place where you can be yourself in 100% . OMG, Ukrainians are able to write romantic and dramatic leariks, while I read texts of Shevchenko's poem and the song of Artem Pivovarov, I've cried, they are powerful. Thank you for your videos and positive reactions.

[@princeblworld]

Wow! Thank you for the explanation. 😊

[@katerinapintilie3969]

You are amazing!!! Thanks again for your support 🇺🇦

[@princeblworld]

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[@archai119]

I'm here completely accidentaly, but... my friend, DUMY means in Ukrainian language THOUGHTS and words of the song are from poem of the most famous Ukrainian poet Taras Shevchenko. So, please, next time take care about thinking... (Why should even Ukrainian artists - especially at the moment - sing about russian parliament? No offense.)

[@princeblworld]

Oh I see. Thank you for correcting. Actually, I just used Google translation. :)

[@Alx-SG]

here is another song that is truly amazing: Kazka - I'm not OK kzbin.info/www/bejne/g3jKdZeLZqeMqaM

[@princeblworld]

:)

[@palyevo]

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[@VeselyiKat]

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[@princeblworld]

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[@nafnaf5753]

Думи = thoughts

[@princeblworld]

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[@user-pe1wi8pi4s]

Thank you for support 💙💛

[@princeblworld]

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[@user-sd6yn4lr9g]

Congratulations, thank you for your emotions! It is very important for us Ukrainians. I want to explain. The Ukrainian word "thoughts" means what a person thinks about, reflects on his life, thoughts that can be joyful and sad, thoughts about will, about fate Вітаю, дякую за Ваші емоції! Нам, українцям, це дуже важливо. Хочу пояснити. Українське слово "думи" означає те, про що людина думає, розмірковує про своє життя, думки, які можуть бути радісними і сумними, думки про волю,про долю

[@princeblworld]

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[@palyevo]

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[@princeblworld]

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[@user-dh3ug4ok3n]

Думи це думки ,а не законодавчій орган.

[@princeblworld]

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