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Thousand Cranes ... (in memoriam Dmitri Hvorostovky)

Posted November 28th, 2017 at 11:08 AM by deaf tuner
Updated December 8th, 2017 at 09:44 AM by deaf tuner

An old Japanese tradition, called Thousand Origami Cranes (千羽鶴 - Senbazuru) say that the one folding thousant origami will see his wish coming true.

Rasul Gamzatov, on his visit to Japan learned about the young girl from Hiroshima, a girl contracting leukemia after the atomic bombing. The girl that folded, as the old tradition wants, the thousand origami. Ofcourse, it wasn't enough for saving her young life ....

Hiroshima, Sadako Sasaki, the thousand cranes inspired his “Cranes” poem, a poem translated into Russian later (by Naum Grebnyov, as the original poem was in Avar, Gamzatov's native language) and later put in music by Yan Frenkel . In time, it become a song on all the fallen soldiers in th WWII, and it remains one of the most popular songs in Russia.


The cranes


Sometimes it seems to me that the soldiers,
Which haven't returned from blood's fields,
Haven't layed in our land,
But have turned into white cranes.

From those distant times
They fly and we hear their voices.
Is it because so often and so sadly
We are falling silent and looking into heaven?

The tired crane flock flies, flies through the sky,
Flies in the mist at the end of the day.
And it is a small gap in this order -
Perhaps this place is for me.

The day will come, and in such crane flock
I'll swim in the same blue-gray haze.
Calling out like a bird from the heavens
All of you who are left on earth.

Sometimes it seems to me that the soldiers,
Which haven't returned from blood's fields,
Haven't layed in our land,
But have turned into white cranes.



I think some 15 years ago, I've heard it sung by Dmitry Khvarastovsky . This song, sung by him, I don't think I ever managed to stop a tear coming in the corner of my eye.

(translation: Yuri Gulyaev - Zhuravli (???????) lyrics + English translation)







Dmitry fought these last three years his illness, and nor his will, nor his voice, nor the Origami Cranes could save him. He was 55 when he died on November 22nd, 2017.


Покойся с миром, Дми́трий
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