Episode -5 Music antiwar manifest "Lullaby for a Son" Russian and Ukrainian Lullabies“

The lullaby, as a symbol of hope, but also as a protest against absolute evil, as a call to " wake up!", can and must now sound louder! Your voices must be louder!
The brutal, relentless, unjust conflict in Ukraine has been ongoing for nearly three years! Most people did not believe that it was possible in principle and hoped that it would end quickly. The very idea of "war" did not fit in their heads, because war is pain and blood, it is suffering, it is murder and it is absolutely absurd in its essence. Now, after a long time, we see, alas, that no appeals to common sense, to mercy, have not worked. The earth is on fire and the probability that this fire will spread further is becoming more and more real. What should we do to all of us who are not directly affected by this disaster, those who are far from the epicenter, who wake up in the morning, can drink their morning coffee without fear at least for today? Now we hear louder and louder voices - "This is not our war", "the people are tired, we have enough unsolved problems".... Those crying for solidarity, concern for human grief, and compassion seem to be in the minority now, and, as it seems, life goes on as usual....
Should we continue "ringing all the bells"? In our opinion, today, more than ever, it is worth it! We should do it as loudly and relentlessly as possible until the barbaric war against a sovereign European state is stopped! In democratic countries, people can and should influence the authorities with a demand - to do everything in their power to protect Ukrainian towns and villages, to protect the Ukrainian people who bleed every day, to protect our common European Home and to give us, our children and those who will come to this Earth after us a chance for a peaceful life! "There are no strangers' children!" wrote Ukrainian mother Olena Stepova, addressing mothers from Russia back in 2014. We want to believe that empathy, the ability to empathize with other people's grief as one's own, somehow still lives in people's hearts. The words of John Donne come to mind: "The death of every man diminishes me, for I am one with all Mankind, and therefore ask not for whom the bell tolls, it tolls for you". The lullaby, as a symbol of hope, but also as a protest against absolute evil, as a call to " wake up!", can and must now sound louder! Your voices must be louder!
“За печкою поёт сверчок “ (By the hearth, a cricket sings)
Song from movie “Long road in the dunes”(1981 USSR)
music by Raimonds Pauls / Lyrics by Aspasia
By the hearth, a cricket sings,
Hush now, don't cry, my little one,
Outside, the frosty night, Glistens with stars, so bright.
Glistens with stars, so bright,
Glistens with stars, so bright.
But if there's no bread to eat,
Look up, see the sky so neat,
Do you see the twinkling lights,
The moon sailing in its heights?
The moon sailing in its heights,
The moon sailing in its heights.
You sleep, while I sing to thee,
Of the wonders in the celestial sea,
How the gray cat, so sly and fleet,
Will whisk us away in moonlight's beat.
Will whisk us away in moonlight's beat,
Will whisk us away in moonlight's beat.
There'll be nuts, sweets, and delight,
Amidst laughter, all bright,
New boots for your tiny feet,
And honey cakes, oh, so sweet.
And honey cakes, oh, so sweet,
And honey cakes, oh, so sweet.
Now rest, just a little while,
I'll give you a golden smile,
But sleep, my restless cricket dear,
For dreams await, drawing near.
For dreams await, drawing near,
For dreams await, drawing near.
Гойда-гойда-гойда-гой
"Goyda, goyda-goy, night is drawing near”
Ukrainian lullaby
Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, night is drawing near,
Little ones to sleep, it gently steers.
Beneath the window, the cherry tree sways,
Begging for shelter from winter's icy blaze.
Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, close your eyes tight,
In blissful dreams, you'll find your light.
Go to the boy, my dearest cherry sweet,
In the cradle, warmth you both will meet.
Rock-a-bye, rock-a-bye, night has come to call,
For little ones, it's time to fall.
Grow up, little boy, with your cherry by your side,
May fortune never in your path hide.
Grow up, little boy, with your cherry by your side,
May fortune never in your path hide.
vocal - Anna Klimashevskaya
guitar, arrangement, back vocals - Mateo Saralegui
sound engineering - Alexander Schubert
lyrics translation - Erik Schubert
video sketches from the personal archive of Alexey Denisko
painting - Käthe Kollwitz
“Seated Mother Tightly Embracing Her Child” 1899
recorded at Schubert Studio
Berlin 2022
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