It
was first music video my mother got from a friend.
Girls
band singing, dancing.
I
didn't understand a word, it was in English.
I
thought may be they were saying:
Life
is not what you see,
Life
is what you dream.
I
had never seen so much clothes, so much shoes.
We
had nothing close, nothing to chose.
For
me that song, the girls, music,
Became
freedom knocking my door:
Life
is not what you see,
Life
is what you dream.
Lines
in the unemployment office,
No
more Soviet Union.
We
had no idea what to do.
Parents
are busy, nowhere to go after school.
Hiding
in the old empty building,
School
bags on the floor.
Cheap
vodka, cigarettes, sprays, glue.
A
boy is asking me to drink:
Try
and you will see real things.
I
tried only one time,
Because
that evening
The
girls band was singing on our dirty street.
They
were singing only for me:
Life
is not what you see.
Life
is what you dream…
(for my grandmother).
A
nurse and a soldier,
Destroyed
burning, they are only who left from a group.
1945,
winter, the Second World War.
Can
we make it? - she asks.
He
smiles like nothing is wrong at all:
If
I was with someone else, I don't know,
When
I am with you, I know, I can,
And
so can you.
Don't
go close to the window.
Their
dialog:
Why
are you here, a young girl like you? (he)
Men,
- she answers.
Just
one, the one you love, - he likes her and wants to know.
No,
men…(she)
You
went under fire because of men?! (he)
I
told I was going for my country, - she smiles may be dreaming.
You
have medals, men must love you. (he)
They
do. (she)
What
are you going to do after the war?
Be
a doctor? (he)
I
want to be a teacher, it's good to teach children, right?
She
smiles back, waiting for his approval.
We
will teach them how to live without war.
Are
you going back home? (she)
I
don't have home, my city was bombed in 1941. (he)
Do
you want to go with me, - she asks.
To
my small city.
We
have beautiful places, river, forest, rye lands.
You
can meet my parents, my grandmother.
We
have a house in the forest,
Near
beautiful river, it goes through the forest.
I
have my own tree, birds made a nest on it.
When
I was leaving to the army,
People
said it’s for good luck and I will be back.
I
will go with you, - the soldier says quietly.
Now,
you have to get out from here.
Why?
(she)
They
won't let us go together,
Take
off your uniform.
I
am a soldier and you are only a girl. (he)
What
about you?
The
nurse is asking looking deeply in the soldier’s eyes.
I
cover you, go. (he)
No,
I am not leaving you.
We
will stay right here together and wait until the war will end.
I
am not leaving you. (she)
They
got married after the war.
After
many times, after many days,
After
perfect and not so perfect ways.
I
believe in love,
I
believe myself.
I
believe that every day is a perfect day.
Never
give up hope,
Never
run away.
Make
your everyday be a perfect day.
One
thousand dreams,
One
thousand thoughts.
One
thousand "yes",
One
thousand "not".
Summer
sunshine today is my friend
Whispering
quietly:
Go,
go!
Don't
be afraid.
Different
road, nothing the same.
My
thousand lights will brighten your day.
Do
you think you have done enough
Ask your life:
Have I done enough?
And the life will laugh:
Smile my baby!
See how beautiful I am,
I dress up for you every day.
Look at my hair, the sun shining trough,
Touch!
Ask your life:
Have I done enough?
And the life will laugh:
Smile my baby!
See how beautiful I am,
I dress up for you every day.
Look at my hair, the sun shining trough,
Touch!
Bright
golden, the color of first spring flowers.
I washed it in warm morning rain.
Look at my eyes, blue.
Do you see the sky?
Look at my lips, let me give you a kiss.
It's summer strawberry.
You like my dress, green, color of all the trees.
Hug a tree and make a wish,
The wish will come true just for you.
I washed it in warm morning rain.
Look at my eyes, blue.
Do you see the sky?
Look at my lips, let me give you a kiss.
It's summer strawberry.
You like my dress, green, color of all the trees.
Hug a tree and make a wish,
The wish will come true just for you.
And
my dress, is it beautiful, with precious gem stones, stars.
Do you know how much I love you…
Do you know how much I love you…
When
you dream and want,
Wish,
believe and see.
And
for dreamers always,
Magic
world to be.
With
eternal power and forever hope,
Dreams
come true no matter what.
I
want you to be happy,
After
all, the shortest ever poem in the world.
One
of the most important things we have
Is
our open wings.
How
many times we touch the ground,
The
wings will bring us up.
Our
dreams, love, desire, believe, passion,
People
who truly care and never let us go down.
They
are our open wings.
When
you say you are in love,
Still
everything is falling apart,
Something
bothers from inside
And
you have no idea why.
Because
this is not love.
Love
is a beautiful feeling.
It's
written on your face
And
sparkling in your eyes.
This
what love is,
The
feeling you can see and touch.
Close
your eyes,
What
do you see?
Smile!
Do
you see flower garden,
Apple
trees?
Do
you feel wind blows on the grass?
Look
deeper,
Give
me your hand.
Do
you see blue sky, sun?
Remember,
Love
is a beautiful feeling.
Once
upon time,
Once
upon dream
On
the empty road,
Walking
trough storm,
Rain,
cold wind.
They
had no idea what to do next.
Not
until heard word "Go".
