Though the album of Heart On Snow by Marc Almond got into my to-be-reviewed list at the time when it was released in 2003, it is until this week that I could have a chance to listen to the songs, and being a tribute to Russian music and its inherited subtle and still expression, I found Alla Bayanova (Алла Николаевна Баянова) in 'oh my soul'...the song is a very beautiful piece possessed of the fantasy of the moody sense originated from Russia and other adjacent regions in the nowadays Eastern Europe. It brings me the same feeling as when I listen to the soundtrack of The Gloomy Sunday. Bayanova, like many of the fugitives in her era, was sent into the concentration camp during the war period, and could only regain her citizenship in the 1980's granted by Gorbachev. She had also performed in the Hermitage Restaurant at Montmartre after migrating to Paris since the Russian Revolution. According to Marc Almond, the original record of this song is lost, but then we are lucky to have this version in the album.
(Lyrics translated into English)
Now my patterned handkerchief
Is accidentally torn
You're gone and I didn't feel the pain
And I'm not tormented
Oh my soul
We are not suited for each other
You were gone and I didn't feel such pain
I have yet my dear, my dearest guitar
And I never leave it alone
And when we say goodbye
You take my hand with strength
I sing you an ice song of farewell
Instead of caress
Oh my soul
We are not suited for each other
You were gone and I didn't feel such pain
I have yet my dear, my dearest guitar
And I never leave it alone
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