The night. Snow. Romance.

This afternoon I fell into a snowy blizzard. Arriving home, I walked the cat for a walk. She immediately jumped back into the intelligent journey)) We returned, I got warmed up drinking tea with lemongrass, I slept for half an hour.

I have a long habit of sleeping during the day for 15-30 minutes 'for vivacity.' I published something about the Project, then Judas.

So, while I was paddling down the snowdrifts, I was singing the romance 'Bell', this is also my old habit, it sets the rhythm perfectly and holds the breath.

'Bell', or 'In the moonlight' - an old Russian romance. The authorship of the unforgettable Eugene Dmitrievich Yuriev, 1882-1911.
He wrote many popular romances, some of them sang Vialtsev.
Until the fifties, with the Soviets, the genre of 'romance' was banned. Something about the bourgeois philistine blah blah blah ...

And now I listened to this performance by Julia Chicherina and was amazed. To what is unexpectedly soulful sung. And not at all in an academic manner.