Uzbekistan, modern settlement not too far from the capital city.
This song takes me immediately into my childhood. I’m sitting on the carpet, which lies on the floor in the living room. There is a movie on TV. It is a love story and I am too little to understand the love matters between young adults, however the song is very memorable, melodic and sets itself solidly into my memory, to the degree that even now, many decades later I still remember it.
I’m a child. It is 1980-ies.
We’re at my father’s best friend’s place.
I have the headphones on my head and am listening to the songs performed by Demis Roussos.
Headphones are of a very good quality and I simply immerse into the songs and music and after a while I go to play the ping pong game on TV screen.
I’m in my apartment in Munich. It is a windy winter day, however the spring is coming slowly and yet surely. One can already feel it and smell it in the air. Some birds are chirping and singing.
I just finished watching a movie called “Kuka” about a small girl, who lived with her dead grandmother to rely on her pension payments, which the girl would receive even longer after the grandmother died.
The movie was recommended to me by a female friend of mine, who I know since we were teenagers, after I recommended her a movie to watch.
If you don’t understand Russian and you didn’t watch the movie, the song itself won’t do any sense for you and won’t cause any reactions in you.
I’m watching “The Departed” with Leonardo di Caprio.
This movie was a complete game change for me personally, because starting from this movie I completely changed my opinion about him as an actor.
This song gives me an energy push anytime I listen to it.
Where exactly I watched this movie I do not remember anymore; could be in Ireland or England.
I’m at my college, where I was studying at the time.
We have a disco evening in our classroom, approved by our class teacher and organized by all of us.
We are blessed to have a great DJ guy in our group.
The evening was an absolute success, so we will have a remake of the evening one more time some time later again.
We’re young, the girls are pretty.
On one of such evening a friend of mine gets to meet his future and still his current wife and the life partner.
I’m in my apartment in England watching “Coupling” a sitcom, which was broadcast there at the time and I was still watching TV at the time.
This song was the opening theme of this sitcom. Every time I listen the song it reminds me of the time in England and about the sitcom itself.
I’m in central Kazakhstan. It’s cold winter.
My baby sister is in the hospital. She came to visit me and my grandparents and in the new year eve night her appendix brought her into hospital. My now deceased uncle was overseeing her recovery however not the operation itself.
The other girl in the hospital room is beautiful and quite experienced with boys and I am “dumb” and inexperienced. Nevertheless we end up meeting each other a couple of times. We didn’t end up as a couple because I “opened up” to one of her female friends (I told her some stuff from my life I’m not really proud about and she told it further) and it didn’t go well and we end up becoming strangers to each other. It was a pity because we both liked each other. She liked my reserveness, holding back and shyness and I liked her beauty and outgoing nature. She was clever as well.
Now every time I hear the song it reminds me of her. Her name was Elena Tikhomirova [*], however I didn’t get to know her as too quiet and too peaceful.
* Tikho means quiet in Russian and mir means peace.
I’m sitting at home in a arm chair which already shows the signs of a wore (is slightly worn out) and watching a movie titled “The kissing booth 2”.
I don’t know about you I however pretty much like the love stories and this one is a good love story, too. It is also a story about friendships (old and new ones).
If you like watching movies like I do, I recommend you check out the song and both of the movies:
“The kissing booth”
“The kissing booth 2”
I’m sitting in the cold and not heated room of a house which soon will be demolished.
I sit at a desk and close to me is staying my aunt. It is cold end of September days.
Before playing back this song to her I was doing in the internet what I usually do: research, listen to music, educating myself etc.
She asks me what the song is about as she doesn’t speak and understand English. I tell her that the song is about freedom and God.
Once the song finishes she goes back to watching TV and I go back to my usual activities.
Every time when I listen to this song I cry, I don’t really know why, however I do. Every single fucking time.
I guess the Russian part of my soul does…