Songs by Bulat Okudzhava

(10) FORGIVE THE SOLDIERS...

Okudzhava

Forgive the soldiers
for being so unreasonable.
We're always setting out
when spring is raging over the earth.
And our footsteps falter
on the rickety stairs-ther's no reprieve;
only the white willows,
like white nurses, gaze after you.

Don't trust the weather
when the rain pours down.
Don't trust the soldeirs
when they sing dashing songs.
Don't trust, don't trust,
when the nightingales call in the gardens,
for accounts stil aren't settled
between life and death.

Our times have taught us
to live ready to march, with an open door.
All the same,
Comrade Man, your duty is rather tempting;
you're always on the march
and only one thought tears you away from sleep:
oh why do we set off
when spring is raging over the earth?
Oh where are we headed
when spring is raging over the earth?

[Bulat Okudzhava at the New Year Concert of 1961-1962]


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About Okudzhava

Performers of Okudzhava's songs should be advised not to approach the written notation as a rigid dogma. It should be viewed as a more or less general scheme, permitting various individual interpretations. It is possible to vary the tempo, the rhythmic pattern, the melodic line, the harmony, or the style of guitar accompaniment. A true understanding of Okudzhava's poetry, and a sense of its style and the author's intonation, along with personal taste - all these will help the performer to recognize the bounds of permissibility in improvising and varying the songs.
Many professional singers have attempted to perform my songs, and they have done it, of course, very correctly and professionally. They have good voices and good training, but they didn't take one thing into account: that these were not just songs, but poems, plus accompaniment, plus intonation. They robbed my songs of my intonation and the genre was lost. I think that in this genre intonation plays a very important role. Sometimes, therefore, the serious listener forgives the performer's ineptness in playing and the not-so-good, perhaps, melody - if there is intonation; if only human fate can be felt in a song. Only then does it appear as an object of art. - B. S. Okudzhava


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Bibliography of Okudzhava Songs of Bulat Okudzhava
Okudzhava's songs...
A WORD OF ADVICE TO MY FRIENDS
Before Okudzhava...
THE MIRACULOUS WALTZ
What prevented publishing...
TIME PASSES
Okudzhava's melodies.
THREE SISTERS
The music in Okudzhava's songs. TENDERNESS MOUNTS AN ATTACK
[BULAT OKUDZHAVA] I NEED SOMEONE TO ADORE
YOUR MAJESTY, WOMAN
GOODBYE, BOYS (AND GIRLS)
A PAPER SOLDIER
FORGIVE THE SOLDIERS...
THE MOST IMPORTANT SONG
Guestbook.
Index page.

Okudzhava, Bulat Shalvovich, 1924-1997

Songs, guitar

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