How would it be if we were born in Russia and lived in Siberia? The photos of Valery Titievsky from Novosibirsk are very impressive. I could not resist to search on my guitar for the melody of an old Russian folk song…
photo by Valery Titievsky, kindly sent to my group BLOG IT!, click on the picture to enter his galleries on Flickr.com
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The sweeping curve of the road takes us to who knows where . . .. there is a certain bucolic warmth in this view of Siberia, without the snow! Lovely melody Frizz!
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Those were the days my friend
We thought they’d never end
We’d sing and dance forever and a day
We’d live the life we choose
We’d fight and never lose
For we were young and sure to have our way.
La la la la…
Have always loved this…of course I was dating when this song came into my life…
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In french we say ” Avec des Si, on mettrai Paris en Bouteille” : With if, we could put paris into a bottle.
I often ask me how I could be if I were born in another country…. And I realize I’m very lucky 😉
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I don’t think I’d like to live there.
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Nice playing Dietmar!
But many prophets say that the renaissanse (after Apocalypse) will be namely THERE…
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I thought this one was written by Gene Raskin, but he wrote only the lyrics. You played it well, it’s such a nice melody.
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When I was growing up, Siberia was always said with a mix of disdain and horror–a threat that “if you don’t behave, we’ll send you to Siberia”. But those photos reflect a raw and simple beauty, actually.
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