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Lonely on the road-Russian Song-Lyrics: Mikhail Yurievich Larmontov-Melody: Elizabeta Sergeievna Shashina-Hebrew: Yosef Hermoni-Singing: Izzy Hod-Arranging, playing, recording and editing: Meir Raz.
Notes written by Izzy Hod: Fate and death of the great poets. On January 29, 1837, one of the greatest and most important poets of all generations of Russia, Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin, died, after 48 hours earlier, a bullet entered his abdomen, in a duel with a French officer, the wife of which he allegedly dared courting. Some say that, Tsar Nicholas I, who disliked, saying the least, Pushkin and his writing, staged the reason for the duel. Pushkin wrote his poems in Russian, at a time when many others were writing in French and the Tsar feared that the people would begin to understand what was happening to him. At the same time, Pushkin was a womanizer, but more than that, Pushkin's wife, Natalia, was a love challenge, both for the Tsar himself and for that French army officer, and the two made every effort to bring the poet closer to them, so that Natalia would be present at all the palace parties of them and therefore the other opinion, which is closer to the truth, is that because of this, it was, Pushkin who invited the French officer to a duel. But an officer is an officer and Pushkin the poet was a victim of his words and maybe even his actions. At that time, there also lived a young cavalry officer and a poet, Mikhail Yuryeevich Larmontov, who even then randomly distributed his poems. The young Larmontov, who admired the famous poet, was angry at society's indifference to Pushkin's death and demanded in his writings to punish the senior French army officer, who foresaw his victory in a duel against a poet whose strength was only in words. And again the conspiracy and the tsar reveals Larmontov, to the Caucasus. Larmontov, becomes famous and rebellious poet in the Caucasus and somehow was looking for troubles and found them. He meets a member of the military unit in which the two served and makes him a laughing stock, until he gets angry and the two decide on a duel. Larmontov was hit and died on the spot and immediately. It was a rainy day then and muddy and Larmontov laid like a dog in the mud and rain for long hours. The Tsar then said, a dog deserves a dog's death. But he added and said nevertheless, the poet who was supposed to replace, Pushkin, died. Two things happened during this duel. When it was time to pull the trigger, Larmontov, raised his gun in the air, said, he was not going to shoot at the stupid person he was dealing with and the bullet fired from his gun pierced the air. Martynov, the opposite contestant hit Larmontov in the chest and when he realized that, Lermontov, is dying, burst into tears and for long hours hugged Larmontov asking for his forgiveness over and over again. Pushkin, wrote the poem, Yevgeny Onegin, in which Lansky died in a duel with Yevgeny Onegin, because he suspected that Yevgeny was courting his wife, and some say that Pushkin allegedly predicted his fate, which happened shortly after. Larmontov, wrote the book, Hero of our time, a year before his death and in it the main character in the novella, kills in a duel, a person with a character similar to his friend from the army and the imagination here too, became a reality. Mikhail Larmontov, well known in Russia, as, Pushkin and they say that there is no Russian or Ukrainian who does not know at least the first line of the poem Alone on the road. Larmontov, wrote his poem in May-June 1841, in the last year of his life and the poem was published for the first time, in 1843, in the newspaper, A sign from the motherland. The most famous melody for the song was written in 1861, by, Shshina. Other melodies were written by, Piotr Petrovich Bulakhov [1854], Konstantin Petrovich Villaboys [1857] and others. In the year that. Larmontov wrote his poem, Bedad on the Road, he had a premonition of his imminent death, he began to detach himself from everyday reality and began to talk about the dwindling value of life and the power of fate and stated that falling in battle is the end of life, much more respectable than any other way. This loneliness and the longing to close his eyes and the question, why continue to suffer?, probably brought him to write the poem, which has as much relief and optimism as the whispering love, the green and tangled oak tree, the breathing body, the rosy cheeks and the beating heart. Larmontov wrote in the song that he no longer has expectations from the world, but he also has no complaints about the past and will happily fall asleep forever, with a good feeling. Contrasts that indicate a volatile state of mind, on the way to accept a terminal, but heroic reality about his death. Larmontov, was a military man, a cavalry officer and knew well the history of the wars of Russia. The Battle of Borodino, which was in 1812, when, Napoleon invaded Russia, with the aim of reaching Moscow, was a heroic battle, the last possibility, to prevent the conquest of Moscow by the great army of, Napoleon. Moscow was eventually conquered, but the army was almost annihilated, in the face of the Russian patriotic fighting and the victory expected by, Napoleon, was not achieved. Larmontov, like all of Russia, saw in the battle of Borodino, his dream of gaining world fame, a heroic fall on the battlefield, to save the homeland, like seventy thousand warriors, who fell in this battle. About the possibility of gaining world fame, thanks to his poems and being the revered literary figure after the death of, Pushkin, Larmontov, did not think and in the end that is what happened. The death of, Larmontov, was arrogant and not heroic, and world fame came to, Larmontov, from his poems. The poem was found after, Larmontov's death in a tiny notebook he received as a gift from the writer-philosopher and poet, Vladimir Fyodorovich Odoyevsky, so that Larmontov could fill it with new poems. The poem, Lonely on the road, tells the following story, The fog descends on the dark night. The world listens to the sounds of God. The stars twinkle to each other in the wonderful sky and the earth radiates. So why should I suffer? Then I will not cry and I will forget the past, I will close my eyes and feel the freedom when my body is still breathing, my heart is beating, to a cheek painted red. I will hear the whispers of love with the rustle of the oak leaves in the background.
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There are several variants of the melody: the music to the poem was written by Piotr Bulakhov (1854), Konstantin Wilboa (1857), Elizaveta Shashina (1861), N. Christianovich (1875), K. Davydov, Nikolai Ogarev, N. Dmitriev and others Mikhail Lermontov (1861), N. Christianovich (1875), K. Davydov, Nikolai Ogarev, N. Dmitriev and others Mikhail Lermontov (1861). Tunes Shashina: Take My Heart To the Ringing Distance...
Honor or life-that was the question. One winter's afternoon, in the woods on the outskirts of Saint Petersburg, two men stood ten paces apart aiming their gleaming pistols at each other. Baron Georges H. d'Anthès, a French officer on Russian service, shot first. The bullet went through his opponent's stomach, and poet Alexander Pushkin plummeted onto the snow. His seconds took the poet to his house in a sleigh. One of the doctors confirmed that Pushkin would not survive. “It is finished. I am going. I can hardly breathe. I'm suffocating,” the poet told his friends. After forty-eight hours of agony, on January 29, 1837, the Russian poet closed his eyes for the last time. This bronze-skinned man (a descendant of an Abyssinian slave in the service of Peter the Great), of limited height and with curly hair was Russia’s foremost poet and was called the “nation’s glory.” Pushkin wanted above all else to be a free poet: “Whom shall we serve-the people or the State? The poet does not care-so let them wait.” And his defiance earned him a number of periods of exile, many enemies and an uncomfortable relationship with Tsar Nicholas I, who, apart from exercising his regal profession, watched closely over the pens of his writers. Pushkin was always of a restless, incisive and proud disposition, and was an indefatigable Don Juan. His marriage to Natalia Goncharova was received with relief. Finally, l'enfant terrible would settle down. But his wife was an irresistible temptation, even for the Tsar himself. Nicholas I could be a Romanov but Pushkin was the king of jealousy! He wanted to earn money working as a writer so as to be able to take his family, above all Natalia, away from the greedy eyes of the nobles. For this purpose, he founded a literary magazine, The Contemporary, but the reality was disappointing. The income was scarce. Up to his eyes in debt, Pushkin had to accept the court appointment of valet, which obliged him, among other things, to attend the palace balls with his beautiful wife. At this point, he received an anonymous letter which informed him that a supposed Order of Cuckolds had the honour of appointing him as an assistant and official historian. The culprit for his stained honour could only be one man: Georges-Charles de Heeckeren d'Anthès, a fop who aimed at conquering Pushkin’s wife Natalia. The poet had no choice but to challenge his offender to a duel. The news of Pushkin’s death brought together a large crowd in front of his house. Nicholas I ordered police protection for the dwelling and concealed the plans for his funeral, fearing that there would be a revolt. He was buried in the darkness of the night and with great haste at a monastery in Svyatogorsk. An unpredicted death. After Pushkin's demise, young poet and cavalry officer Mikhail Lermontov in his unofficially distributed poem blamed high society for being complicit in Pushkin’s murder and demanded an exemplary punishment for d' Anthès. Because of that, Tsar Nicholas sent Lermontov to the Caucasus, which was in the state of war at the time, thinking the exile would draw a line under the scandal and would be a good cure for that demented young man. But when Lermontov returned from the Caucasus, he was already famous-not only for his daredevil attitude, but also for his multiple works. In 1841 the poet went back to the Caucasus. In the town of Pyatigorsk there, Lermontov met Nikolay Martynov, his old companion at arms and quite a simple fellow, who desperately wanted to socialize among local noble maidens, parading in Caucasian military uniform. Harsh and dismissive even with his friends, Lermontov chose Martynov as an aim for his bitter and insulting jokes. But Martynov was patient-until the poet started to mock him obscenely in front of women. And that was it-old friends decided on a duel. On July 15, in the foothills of mountain Mashuk, while Lermontov deliberately missed, Martynov struck his target. The 27-year-old poet was killed on the spot. It is said that immediately a great storm broke out. Under the torrential rain, in the company of a single friend, his body remained at the mercy of the elements for several hours. “A dog's death for the dog,” Tsar Nicholas I said upon receiving the news. But minutes later, he added: “The one who could take the place of Pushkin, is dead.” Two days later, without even holding a religious ceremony (those who had died in a duel did not deserve one), the poet was buried in Pyatigorsk cemetery where a multitude came to pay their last respects. Later, Lermontov's body was taken to the family vault in the Tarkhany estate (province of Penza). The astonishing fact is that in his most renowned novel, “A Hero of Our Time,” finished a year before his death, Lermontov describes a duel between the protagonist, named Pechorin, and a careless tattler Grushnitsky, a character very much like Martynov. In the novel, Pechorin kills Grushnitsky. The real life turned out to be exactly the opposite. All rights reserved by Rossiyskaya Gazeta.
Lermontov died too young. He died, like Pushkin, in a duel. The usual prank of friends, no one thought about the fatal end. We went to a picnic, laughed, chatted, they didn't even take a doctor. Lermontov sprinkled his indecent jokes at his friend Martynov (Monkey). Martynov begged, begged to stop these evil attacks, but Lermontov did not stop. Even at a duel, he laughed: demonstratively raised his pistol in the air and contemptuously declared: "I will not shoot at such a fool." And shot it in the air. The smile of contempt remained on Lermontov's face. They buried him with the same smile.
Martynov could not believe in any way that a shot aimed in the side in the "French" manner was fatal. Martynov hugged the corpse, kissed it, shouted: "Misha, forgive me!" Alas, fate has been sentenced!
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https://kerchtt.ru/en/analiz-stihotvoreniya-vyhozhu-odin-ya-na-dorogu-lermontova-m-yu-analiz/-...Let's start the analysis of Lermontov's "I'm going out on the road" with a brief description of the history of creation. The poetic text was written in 1841, shortly before the death of the author, and is the result of his searches and reflections. First publication in Otechestvennye Zapiski magazine two years later. A fact is known - Odoevsky presented Lermontov with a notebook as a gift so that he would completely fill it with poems. After the death of the poet, this notebook was found, among others, it contained the poem in question.
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