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- Nov 22, 2020
New performance at Ice Age. Alexei skates with Mariam Merabova singing her "Confession of An Artist".
Two good shoots:
It's a beautiful number. Wonderful to see Alexei-the-host kisses his girls before going on the ice, takes off his coat, his bow tie, his microphone, unbuttons his shirt, and turns into Alexei-the-skater, all right in front of the camera and the audience. At the end of the program he took off his skates and went on ice on bare feet and knelt down -- I guess it came from R&J. It's just so pure, true, and honest. I love it.
The song is amazingly beautiful. Here are some Google-translation of the lyrics, which suits Yags pretty well:
Close the curtain. Make-up eats away at the skin.
The luxurious suit is ugly tight,
And in tight shoes from happy songs
Even more painful for my aching legs.
Close the curtain: the strength is gone
Spinning squirrel
in theatrical performance -
Blind affliction of autumnal villainy
I bit my throat with an acute pain!
Close the curtain! Throw in the final!
Damn you, my job!
But God forbid that this trickle of sweat
I saw a cheerful hall on my face.
God give me, God give me
Hold on to a heavy sigh
Prompt me soon, prompter, a smile ..
The scream is dry in my throat,
But God forbid to play
Until the end of my first violin!
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It's a beautiful number. Wonderful to see Alexei-the-host kisses his girls before going on the ice, takes off his coat, his bow tie, his microphone, unbuttons his shirt, and turns into Alexei-the-skater, all right in front of the camera and the audience. At the end of the program he took off his skates and went on ice on bare feet and knelt down -- I guess it came from R&J. It's just so pure, true, and honest. I love it.
The song is amazingly beautiful. Here are some Google-translation of the lyrics, which suits Yags pretty well:
Close the curtain. Make-up eats away at the skin.
The luxurious suit is ugly tight,
And in tight shoes from happy songs
Even more painful for my aching legs.
Close the curtain: the strength is gone
Spinning squirrel
in theatrical performance -
Blind affliction of autumnal villainy
I bit my throat with an acute pain!
Close the curtain! Throw in the final!
Damn you, my job!
But God forbid that this trickle of sweat
I saw a cheerful hall on my face.
God give me, God give me
Hold on to a heavy sigh
Prompt me soon, prompter, a smile ..
The scream is dry in my throat,
But God forbid to play
Until the end of my first violin!