Прекрасный священный Байкал и вечная музыка Александра Бородина. "Улетай на крыльях ветра" Наталья Морозова. Русские и английские субтиры.Александр Бородин Князь Игорь. English or Russian Subtitles - use Settings. Russian songs with English Subtitles. Alexander Borodin, from opera "Prince Igor" remix (Knyaz Igor), Polovtsian Dances. Natasha Morozova - Fly Away On The Wings Of The Wind (Uletay na krilyah vetra, Улетай на крыльях ветра). Russian Lyrics and English Translation below:
Fly away on wings of wind
To native lands, our native song,
To there, where we sang you freely,
Where we were so carefree with you.
Fly away on wings of wind
To native lands, our native song,
To there, where we sang you freely,
Where we were so carefree with you.
There, under the hot sky,
With bliss the air is full,
There, to the murmur of the sea,
Mountains doze in the clouds.
There, the sun shines so brightly,
Bathing our native mountains in light.
In the meadows, roses bloom luxuriously,
And nightingales sing in the green forests.
There, under the hot sky,
With bliss the air is full,
There, to the murmur of the sea,
Mountains doze in the clouds.
Fly away on wings of wind
To native lands, our native song,
To there, where we sang you freely,
Where we were so carefree with you.
There, under the hot sky,
With bliss the air is full,
There, to the murmur of the sea,
Mountains doze in the clouds.
Fly away on wings of wind
To native lands, our native song,
To there, where we sang you freely,
Where we were so carefree with you.
There, the sun shines so brightly,
Bathing our native mountains in light.
In the meadows, roses bloom luxuriously,
And nightingales sing in the green forests.
Music by Alexander Borodin (1833 - 1887).
Performed by Natasha Morozova.
Наташа Морозова - Улетай на крыльях ветра
Улетай на крыльях ветра
Ты в край родной, родная песня наша,
Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели,
Где было так привольно нам с тобою.
Улетай на крыльях ветра
Ты в край родной, родная песня наша,
Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели,
Где было так привольно нам с тобою.
Там, под знойным небом,
Негой воздух полон,
Там под говор моря
Дремлют горы в облаках;
Там так ярко солнце светит,
Родные горы светом заливая,
В долинах пышно розы расцветают
И соловьи поют в лесах зеленых
Там, под знойным небом,
Негой воздух полон,
Там под говор моря
Дремлют горы в облаках;
Улетай на крыльях ветра
Ты в край родной, родная песня наша,
Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели,
Где было так привольно нам с тобою.
Улетай на крыльях ветра
Ты в край родной, родная песня наша,
Туда, где мы тебя свободно пели,
Где было так привольно нам с тобою.
Lake Baikal, the world's oldest and deepest freshwater lake, curves for nearly 400 miles through south-eastern Siberia, north of the Mongolian border. Lake Baikal contains the greatest volume of the world's fresh water - roughly 20%. It lies in a cleft where Asia is literally splitting apart, the beginnings of a future ocean.
Geologists say Baikal today shows what the seaboards of North America, Africa and Europe looked like as they began to separate millions of years ago.
More than 5,000 feet deep (1637m) at its most profound, with another four-mile-thick layer of sediment further down, the lake's cold, oxygen-rich waters teem with bizarre life-forms. Geologists estimate that Lake Baikal formed somewhere 20-25 million years ago, during the Mesozoic.
Surrounded by mile-high snow-capped mountains, Lake Baikal still offers vistas of unmatched beauty. The mountains are a haven for wild animals in the remote Siberian taiga.
