Songs by Bulat Okudzhava


(2) THE MIRACULOUS WALTZ

Okudzhava

A musician in the woods
is playing a waltz.
He is playing a waltz
now tenderly, now passionately.
As for me,
I gaze at you once more,
but you are gazing at him,
and he is gazing into space.

The music plays for an age.
Our picnic drags on and on.
That picnic where they drink and weep,
love and leave.
The musician presses his lips to his flute,
I would press my lips to you!
But I fear you are that spring,
that spring which does not save.


And the musician is playing his waltz
and seeing nothing at all.
He is leaning against a birch tree
and birch twigs
take the place of his fingers,
and his birch eyes
are stern and sad.


A pine is standing before him
caught up in the expectation of spring.
The musician is growing into the earth...
The sounds of the waltz are flowing...
Like roots of that pine
his thin legs
weave within the earth,
there's no way to unweave them.


The music plays for an entire century.
Our romance drags on and on.
It's been drown tight, it burns but is not consumed...
Well, let's take it easy!
Let's drift off to our homes!...
But you're gazing at him...
And the musician plays on.

[Bulat Okudzhava at home, 1963]

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About Okudzhava

In 1953 Okudzhava started publishing his works, In 1956 his first collection of poems (Lyric) was published in Kaluga. Subsequent anthologies include Islands (1959), The Merry Drummer (1964), On the Road to Tinatin (1964), Generous March (1967), and Arbat, My Arbat (1976). Okudzhava has also written prose works which, like his poems, have been translated into many languages. They include the tale Good-Luck, Schoolboy!, the novels Poor Avrosimov, Old-time Vaudeville, and Travels of the Dilettantes, the short novel Zhora the Photographer, and also a number of short stories. His play, "A Gulp of Freedom," has been performed in the USSR. He has also written the screenplays for two films: "Loyalty" and "Zhenya, Zhenechka, and 'Katyusha.' "

Like everyone, I began to write poetry in my childhood. While I was still young, I went as a volunteer to fight in World War II and was wounded several times. After the war, I graduated from Tbilisi University. Then I worked as a teacher in a small villaged in the Kaluga region. And there, by virtue of the shortage of competitors, I received recognition as the majore poet of the region. Only in Moscow, where I later moved, was the actual weakness of my poetry discovered, though it was already published and praised. The blow was strong and beneficial; after one year I wrote differently. About this time, I began to sing my verses to the accompaniment of a guitar. In the cousrse of the first few years, I sang in a close circle of friends, and in 1960, I performed publicly for the first time. -- 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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