~VITAS~
My uncle introduced to me this Latvian-born Russian singer whom we think is fabulous. Some see that he would walk out as an international breakthrough singer soon. People believe that he has the highest pitch on earth. This song that i would like to share is called Opera #2. It may sound eerie at points but by time, you would fall in love with it. I feel that this song brings us back in time, a time when things are at its darkest. If you think that is good, wait till you see the 2nd one at the bottom! Worth your loading time.
OPERA #2
Here is the translation of lyrics of the song:
my house is built, but i am alone in it;
the door got shut behind my back;
the autumn wind is knocking on the window,
crying again over me.
there is thunder at night, and mist in the morning;
the sun has got cold;
pains from long ago go one after another,
let them combine into one
y-a
my house is built, but i am alone in it;
the door got shut behind my back;
the autumn wind is knocking on the window,
crying again over me.
it's fate, and I can't ask
fate for anything;
but i know how after me
winds would start howling
POSVESHENIE
My uncle introduced to me this Latvian-born Russian singer whom we think is fabulous. Some see that he would walk out as an international breakthrough singer soon. People believe that he has the highest pitch on earth. This song that i would like to share is called Opera #2. It may sound eerie at points but by time, you would fall in love with it. I feel that this song brings us back in time, a time when things are at its darkest. If you think that is good, wait till you see the 2nd one at the bottom! Worth your loading time.
OPERA #2
Here is the translation of lyrics of the song:
my house is built, but i am alone in it;
the door got shut behind my back;
the autumn wind is knocking on the window,
crying again over me.
there is thunder at night, and mist in the morning;
the sun has got cold;
pains from long ago go one after another,
let them combine into one
y-a
my house is built, but i am alone in it;
the door got shut behind my back;
the autumn wind is knocking on the window,
crying again over me.
it's fate, and I can't ask
fate for anything;
but i know how after me
winds would start howling
POSVESHENIE
Labels: Daily Pick
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pMN5GJnYjrk&mode=related&search=
this one's better. he can sing that song! :O