Красавица - In a Beauty`s Album
Style: Fairytale-like, narrative, Russian folk music with elements of gothic metal and oriental motifs, The verses are characterized by a light texture, Atmosphere: Gradually increasing tension, Vocals: slightly hoarse male vocals, full of emotion and vulnerability, Instruments: guitar, violin, piano, harp, kantele, and Pan flute, Every element is clearly defined: perfect EQ, no melismas, impeccable separation of vocals and instruments, and a clean, captivating mix that changes dynamically, The sound is clear, with natural reverb on the strings
Красавица - In a Beauty`s Album
Style: Fairytale-like, narrative, Russian folk music with elements of gothic metal and oriental motifs, The verses are characterized by a light texture, Atmosphere: Gradually increasing tension, Vocals: slightly hoarse male vocals, full of emotion and vulnerability, Instruments: guitar, violin, piano, harp, kantele, and Pan flute, Every element is clearly defined: perfect EQ, no melismas, impeccable separation of vocals and instruments, and a clean, captivating mix that changes dynamically, The sound is clear, with natural reverb on the strings
Lyrics
Александр Пушкин
Красавица
Всё в ней гармония, всё диво,
Всё выше мира и страстей;
Она покоится стыдливо
В красе торжественной своей;
Она кругом себя взирает:
Ей нет соперниц, нет подруг;
Красавиц наших бледный круг
В её сияньи исчезает.
Куда бы ты ни поспешал,
Хоть на любовное свиданье,
Какое б в сердце ни питал
Ты сокровенное мечтанье, —
Но, встретясь с ней, смущённый, ты
Вдруг остановишься невольно,
Благоговея богомольно
Перед святыней красоты.
May 16 — June, 1832
Alexander Pushkin
In a Beauty`s Album
All harmony, all wondrous fairness,
Aloof from passions and the world,
She rests with tranquil unawareness
In her triumphant beauty furled.
When, all about her, eyes hold muster,
Nor friends, nor rivals can be found,
Our other beauties' pallid round
Extinguished wholly by her luster.
And were you bound I know not where,
Be it to love's embraces bidden,
Or what choice vision you may bear
In heart's most private chamber hidden, —
Yet, meeting her, you will delay,
Struck by besmusement in mid-motion,
And pause in worshipful devotion
At beauty's sacred shrine to pray.
[start]
[solo]
[intro]
Всё в ней гармония, всё диво,
Всё выше мира и страстей;
онА покоится стыдливо
В красе торжественной своей;
[solo]
[chorus]
All harmony, all wondrous fairness,
Aloof from passions and the world,
She rests with tranquil unawareness
In her triumphant beauty furled.
[solo]
[Verse]
онА кругом себя взирает:
Ей нет соперниц, нет подруг;
Красавиц наших бледный круг
В её сиЯньи исчезает.
[solo]
[chorus]
When, all about her, eyes hold muster,
Nor friends, nor rivals can be found,
Our other beauties' pallid round
Extinguished wholly by her luster.
[solo]
[Verse]
Куда бы ты ни поспешАл,
Хоть на любовное свиданье,
КакОе-б в сердце ни питал
Ты сокровЕнное мечтАнье, —
[solo]
[chorus]
And were you bound I know not where,
Be it to love's embraces bidden,
Or what choice vision you may bear
In heart's most private chamber hidden, —
[solo]
[Outro]
Но, встретясь с ней, смущённый, ты
Вдруг останОвишься невольно,
Благоговея богомОльно
Перед святыней красоты.
[solo]
[chorus]
Yet, meeting her, you will delay,
Struck by besmusement in mid-motion,
And pause in worshipful devotion
At beauty's sacred shrine to pray.
[solo]
[end]