perhaps on forums related to Dmitry Koldun, I rightly remembered as massovika-Zateynik, a good operator and a person who a lot of detail and wrote))))
was nice to go there on 7 February and see many congratulations to your address, even though I really like the year is not there as it once was ...
then I'll hang that is only found in the archive forum ... posts strong it was for me a lot, maybe there will be pages of history
but now two things are published in the early-early morning hours of September 27, 2009, no word has not changed ... So I could and could, perhaps, to write, but not of it, fortunately and unfortunately both
if anyone interested, the questions with pleasure even answer)))) even because she had read everything and smiled, I love that time ...
June 11, 2007
half past six in the morning and in Moscow since all polvosmogo morning - I even to work as many do not get up))) and now sit with Tanya Ptushko at home, without Ptushko
and trying to deal with the video, write it all - and what we ask I can not sleep because 
and arrived here a hour and a half ago on the strength of))) not even know where to actually start - I have a car and small truck impressions - I was happy and after Moscow, but whether Moscow after Minsk, I would not be enough, because now dovolnyuschaya like an elephant
now we've come from acquaintances, that "Matusevich, 65"), where in one apartment were we - call us fans of Dima;), the musicians of Nightsite Glance (heavy metall group), the musicians of HusH, just good guys - We all came from a concert of Dima
repeat once again - all these people, we all were there and yes, we all liked it! " understand correctly - present there are not fans of such music, in principle, but it was interesting, it's kind of a sports passion - they are also musicians, it was interesting what other musicians, the more indeed your fellow countrymen who collaborated with musicians from other countries and cities ... and they are all very much appreciated what is happening That evening at the club - as the very starting Dima as its energy, voice, and classwork musicians and zvukovika (on my own - this time, sound, even under the columns was brilliant, beyond praise) ... this pancake was nice - after the concert I actually heard only one negative opinion, and that person is not a professional Plus there are reasons for the negative ... the musicians simply afraid to approach, but when I heard the first comment, I've had no tear - it was not easy to said - yeah, okay, it's a long time and play up more than once per night and remembered - you know, the feeling was, that I have some absolutely unreal Concert sorting at least in the academy of music with professionals in parts - and what sort of buzz, even probably, not certainly, but generally accurate - it is many times better than when the "pins from Dimasika ")))) is such a pleasant aftertaste that just would not end)))) entire concert myself all the time filming * true some place where I still managed to dance and pootkryvat mouth with songs
*, but in general, more jumping and galloping after, when the disc include Dima;) but I managed to understand, and feel, and then consolidate this feeling of satiety, very correct, and still leaves a desire to return to a similar atmosphere
Minsk - not just a house for Dima, Minsk - have in fact my house, so his home is incredibly energy merged with my sense of home heating - it is what Moscow did not have and probably never will be enough, though guessing what ...
cool, very cool that it was and that it was so:)
later for me already began a kind of seiche communication with the sea, when I have simply dragged from the people and this is also added their spice to the cocktail of sensations
in general - My schastliv-schastliv
you then wait a couple of good video from two different points and one more thing from me, promised, on the theme of the album - give today Dima or rather has already slipped into the hands - I hope that never sowed, and not, so read it here;) - Today I dobraaaaaya:)
and the next post
When all is said many times, it remains Only Postscript ...
came from a presentation, and ... remember only the pure voice. Pointed to himself some new chips, but I did not have live sound.
little more than a day later we got into the car and already on the M1 highway on the way from Moscow to Minsk once again put the disk, the very first - Wizard of Koldun. And there was a road that runs away at both ends at a rate of more than a hundred miles an hour, was a high blue sky in Russia and Belarus in the pouring rain, had a car and sUreznaya Tanya behind the wheel, but still had a voice and the music filling the whole space entirely, that is completely:).
15 seconds of silence and ... sounds of sirens, while on the road this scary sounds, although in Moscow, they mostly cause discontent - you know, why are there ahead of "congestion."
But not about this, now here I am writing and I the first thought that this song about angels, about the present, Angela, who does not want to leave this world, who through all the obstacles will be, but it will be with the one who wants to be, without whom there can be ...
And with the song involves a lot - anxiety Eurofest, performance on the Eurofest, one of my first sleepless nights on this occasion, the sea of experiences and win, then - one of the first ...
But now it is different - it is easier and more powerful at the same time, in the way she gave birth to a sense of speed * and * obviously genuine, sense of freedom and harmony ... Left it is one thing that is most important - listening to it just in the big room, you do not hear everything seems to be just "wing of the angel just pops out of the speakers, but when you're in the car or listening to the song through headphones, then you realize that soul give you the ... gentle whisper under the accompaniment of a powerful voice ...
Dots many words a little, but how to fit in the words of almost three years of life? I guess we must pay soul, so that each is understood ... at all will not suffice, and may be enough? Means it is necessary again and again to give the soul ... and only be a dream angel ..
. Koўdray halodnayu night apuskaetstsa,
Stars on "stars" are looking too.
morning dress
your thoughts in words and smiles from the lips of flying.
Wings - invisible. Tears - silent.
Songs never write "on the table»:
Nearby are people happy,
Yes, like dreaming your good angel.
"The only bad name," - said about this song. Others shouted that everything is super. Someone cared. But for me it is on the right road was the song after all, what ever I thought about it. And the road not only in the sense of "in the car on the highway," but simply "kicking in Moscow" - under her well-paced, well-thought, well thrown out all the unnecessary, husk breaks off.
under it wants to exchange his life for someone else's, all without the rest, I want to give up everything that was without looking back, do not throw only bad but also good to start with a clean slate. It is bad or good? And most importantly - who all need it? Will there be a constant exchange of normal lives? But throw everything out of my mind and life is so tempting. Or maybe just at the behest of the road and wind walk on Moscow ahead and ventilate the brain to all those thoughts are gone, without even leaving a trace, but life itself, your life, remained, no matter what?
The bad news is that you are alone? Maybe you're just free? Song creates a feeling of freedom, an intoxicating and stupefying, free to be easy and no bad news will not change that:)
Sertsa stsіsnula pruzhyna.
geta drennaya news.
cloud goes over you:
Minus star, minus the dream.
funny and sad to think about the meaning of this song - just above the deep, who invented ourselves, and so on, which lies on the surface and probably is the most likely. There is no road, there is only the flow of thoughts and memories. For me this song will forever remain in his first performance since she is good in any form. Then, with excitement, anxiety, to the accompaniment of acoustic guitar, with closed eyes in a comfortable atmosphere a certain kind of intimacy ... as the curtain ajar some of its secrets when you do not want to think about some sense, When words are not important when it is important here and now, when we all breathed in unison, the song just takes you there and live there in the world, all those seconds that lasts, it seemed would not paradise ...
This is not paradise -
Where
almost always haunting look.
In a world of hopes And
world events
Few things match.
This is not paradise.
This - I'm not
In the the main role.
My gold,
is - not you.
image in the mirror - no more.
PS ***
bed without legs.
you without clothes
on it, like a needle disappeared.
Who can help
Znyats astsyarozhna,
Cabe shylam for іnshyh did not?
I love this song! I hate this song! I'm starting to love this song? I like this song. My God, Yes this is a great song:)
She did not dip my images of text, I loved it there, in the car - that's where pleased with permission to travel at a speed of 120km / h (again, smile).
explosion of emotions, the brain desires - unbridled joy, good mood, a desire to be faster closer to those who are dear to whom aspire to. Playful reggae, forcing dancing in the car, and in some (!) places zachOtno shake Patlakh. It infects the state - is checked by personal experience - all in shock at first, and then "shake Patlakh "with you. Even write nice not want to, there is a desire - naughty!
Let it be two weeks or two days - no matter how important, to work together to the song never ends, and a familiar voice singing - Everything you want to (smile with a wink).
For taboy yang tsі you for fashion sochysh?
Shmat chago nіyak not zrazumets.
hard to imagine that all the time you want:
I've been like: do not want .
the Grand Canyon with a bird's-eye view! Yes, the same one that in some kind of America, on the boundary of two different worlds - modern States and the mystical Mexico * supposedly *, and does it matter where he is? (Big smile). This is the brightest, the most disturbing imagination thought when I hear already the beginning. Extraordinary, a handsome, charming spirit and causing squeal with delight flight of fancy. Fantasy right? Yes I was there, I'll scream out about how cool it, cool and just extraordinary. Can you hear me?! Fly already here - here it is so good and completely disrupts roof. I never would have thought that the train to the south will be able to move me here, or maybe it was not he? Maybe the whole thing in music and voice? (Very broad smile with a wink).
how to change the weather for the soul?
umbrella does not help.
warm things a lot you can sew -
All in vain, because the cold will win.
heart to pieces to get wet in the rain
Navalnichnym, and thus infinite.
Thoughts pulls like train
In warmer climes, where you'll be my sunshine.
Oh, this duduk, since, as I make out here I hear this song was as if even the native. "The reality of dreams" - you say? Yes, with these dreams is not a sin to sleep with their eyes open. In these dreams, all the impossible is possible, in such dreams in you shines a powerful force in the dreams you have power over all that exists. In these dreams, you can how to destroy this world and recreate it again, in these dreams, you're more alive than ever, in these dreams importantly - be yourself!
Reality of dreams - as if it must be to be yourself?
sleeping on the roads at night radar.
Speed does not want to slow
Only your real dreams -
should it become a song.
This is a game. The guitar strings in
voice trembling.
Well, what is the real dream,
And you can sing!
surrender to the mercy of the public? Surrender at the mercy of vlastpriderzhaschih? Surrender to the mercy of friends? Or to surrender so that it soon looked like a riot? (Smile with a wink). Rebellion and in your soul, which breaks all the shackles and allow dreams storm to meet their performance.
Moment of public trust when you can jump from scene, and she is the most rewarding and the audience picks up and you will suffer in his single rhythm * although it is still not recommend the test (big smile) *. Vera public at you, at the (!) that you (!) are doing! Faith of the most important people in your life to you and your confidence in them. It's not even a rebellion, it is dropping all the shackles to finally stay the way you eat, how you want to be and thus give myself all without the rest ...
Surrender to stay with you. Surrender the world will be yours. Be tender - my love is true. My heart tries to keep it close ... Do not close - be yourself (smile).
Cupid? Rasstralyae! Hare cry.
Nowhere to hide from him.
What you need, tell them what to do?
seems to give up. Health, in the Hsia!
***
I diplomacy "on you»:
To quarrel We did not razabrala,
High Budza so yak hochash you,
Di tolkі so, yak, I said.
it hard to lose loved ones when they are really close to you? Hard Does losing those close to you, by definition, but this can not or can not? Is it hard to believe in God, if you are not baptized? Is it hard to believe that similar next, even when they are gone from us, if you do not believe in God? Do I have to believe in God, to feel their loved ones nearby? Do I need to feel close beside or better to release them?
These are complex, difficult questions that perhaps only you (!) He can answer for himself. But ... just seems to me, though it is hard but while there are some songs, while sounds of melody, until your voice sounds - they are there, they see, they feel ... It would not be there for life - should be released, and our loved ones will live in our actions. If you feel that they would be proud of you - it means everything is not in vain ...
"Don't fade away", - you say. It seems to me that they do not disappear ...
there be a common heart?
Truth mind long access:
chain - it usually breaks ...
can only make a sequel ...
fell in love with this song from the first second, there are also times when a roof tear off and want to have to give their soul for such performance for this song. And then at night during an interview Chetvergov I could not believe what happens is a miracle - and not the old Soviet type of moss-covered rock, a rock ballad that I heard at night in the Lighthouse ... She
good in any form and when a powerful sound album breaks the heart and carries into the distance, and when soft purring sounds in concerts, is woven into your mind, in your soul ...
True love, what is it? Different, not only for each individual, different to what, to whom it is addressed ... And when the voices in unison on a single breath - My true love - you know, you know that in the hearts that you understand and this is important ...
let a lot of stars in the sky, but there is the shining one, This is the same, your only star ...
Cold Light in the silence of the north -
scattered around the lanterns are lit.
And you're not there was not out there looking for eyes,
and dreamed many times about how to fly.
without wings on the ground run everything carefully,
And the stars make of those who should be warm.
The star is light. It adlyustravana,
Ulasnaga Nyamaa. Nіkolі was not ...
As shown in American movies - the bridge connecting two of eternity, the lights of cities, and panoramic photography all the up and up, but you have to screen even the hairs develop - as it is all removed - is living history. Same story for me are the first chords of this melody - I'm on the edge of a large bridge, his arms spread out, surrendering to the wind, the whole world is mine and someone out there in this world is really like (!) me. And only this is important, only these very important words. Easy to love and be loved is more complicated. But to be loved - it is priceless and one who loves you, even if somewhere out there, deserves to be, I continued stand at the edge of the bridge and wait for it, arms outstretched, opened his arms.
Never give up, go for their dreams, be yourself, because somewhere like Somebody loving you.
Tolkі kazkі and presentation
He used to tell
and questions about love
leave unanswered.
Someone may love,
and does not parse ...
have a clue (person) line:
Вочы ўсё ж такі блішчаць!
Сейчас это кажется смешным - давайте все мысленно возьмемся за руки и образуем круг силы, чтобы отдать нашу уверенность, наши force him to win! But then it worked - a paradox. But can this really work? It works, when hundreds of eyes freeze in the hall and screens of their monitors to, clenching fists, to believe in miracles, believe that justice will prevail. With 40 white roses in the air, inspiring confidence in artists and will give him strength. We must really believe in it, then to read - when I saw the roses, I realized that everything will be fine (c).
Give me strength! - It may be empty words, but sometimes they do not, and says, you just have to believe, really believe ...
forces you asked God?
fate as destiny. Your way.
PS
Why ask to Shall davalі,
Lepey was used cab not zabіralі
"Turn it!" - for a most vivid and positive memories. This song gave me a clip on it - it become easy, flying, weightless veil good light mood. When nothing embarrassing when you do what you want, when close friends. When the road spread out in front and gray ribbon in front of only the good. This song is the mood it creates. Or it creates a singer, charges his energy, his sincerity. It very clearly there is nothing, it is a conductor of light feelings, so can tune into its wavelength? (Smile with a wink).
Tune in on me - it turned out, it's just (very broad smile).
suddenly disappeared
Thoughts signals.
blocked
Words channels.
stood silently.
Glezdyachy ¢ sky ...
Pozіrk havalі
So, yak i treba ...
song, love and open only in the car. Speed 120, cruise control, route. speakers, big sound, and two bad voices sing along at full power already learned in light of the word. City favorite with all my heart, the rate of 60, the lights, empty avenues, already 4 bad voices sing along to the power is easily learned words. SC Uruchcha terribly overcast and the wind blows, a cookie in his mouth and the whole street hears an unfamiliar song yet, and already are familiar to us words. Homeward Bound, nightmarish traffic jams, speed, pancake, 20, and in the car someone like me (smile with a wink).
Sometimes it does not matter how rich the meaning of words and complicated melody. In fact, the song sounds a note of sadness, but what really counts is where, with whom and how to have a number of those to whom you can easily tell - I love you, friends (s).
Trying every time a new understanding
Next, another writer.
in texts about love you can not watch:
«Appeal Yes asabovaga zaymennіka!
Then on the road, listening to this album, I realized the most important thing - the voice is cool and fun, now I can hear it in whenever want. But what gave me this voice and that, unlike him, is now really mine by right - this is the most precious, perhaps, the most important and most precious thing I have - the people who surround me, with whom I closer together, this voice - thank you, our Warlock (smile).
Thank you very much poetic verses for Hope Podrez - itself I do not know how, and prose in "mnogobukaf" my:)
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