Respawn Entertainment: Days of Glory

Chapter 910 За тебя Родина-мать (For You, Motherland)
Although Bian Lang's accent is not standard, the appeal of the phrase "motherland" means that even if he sang with a Vladivostok accent, no one would misunderstand.

Moreover, Natasha corrected his pronunciation before he went on stage for the chorus, and when the chorus came on with Natasha's support and Russian subtitles, the entire Red Square, both inside and outside the stadium, was filled with people chanting slogans off-key along with the lyrics.

Some veterans who came from that era felt as if they had met a long-lost comrade-in-arms. They were now old and frail, but this comrade was still full of passion, still waving the flag and standing on a high place shouting:
"Comrade, do you still remember what socialism originally looked like? It wasn't the world-class tanks and cannons, nor the magnificent military parade, but the red flag fluttering in the wind and rain, the angry roar of the people!"

The timing and location of this gift delivery were absolutely brilliant in Ambassador Qin's eyes. If he were Russian, he would be crying more emotionally than anyone else... "That Bian Lang guy is really something. There's 'Rock 'n' Roll on the New Long March' in China, and now there's this one here, plus 'The Internationale.' From now on, anyone who dares to say that Bian Lang's stance is problematic will probably be torn to shreds by music fans!"

Indeed, although most modern music originated in the West, the disgraceful past of rock music during the hippie era has given many Chinese people a very negative impression of it. Therefore, in certain special circumstances, those who play rock music may be labeled by extremists as typical examples of worshipping foreign things and fawning over foreigners.

But to be honest, no matter what, many rock musicians are still holding on to this land. Although they occasionally curse and swear, it's out of frustration and helplessness; when their parents are in trouble, they're truly willing to step up. Unlike those who have left the country, who earn money from Chinese people while spewing the most vulgar insults.

The time given for everyone to react was just a single beat; some people hadn't even figured out why Bian Lang would write such a Russian song when the next verse came:

“Ялюблютебя, мама.
I love you mom……"

That first sentence alone completely broke down the defenses of the polar bears who were still holding on in the audience, especially those who only had parents and no wives or children!

And then there are those who watched their young comrades lose their lives on the battlefield, and when they returned home with news of their comrades' deaths, faced with their comrades' elderly mothers...

Perhaps before setting off, these young men didn't even have time to say, "I love you, Mom..."

Isinbayeva hadn't been controlling her emotions, but she had been trying to restrain herself until this lyric came out, at which point all the mental defenses she had built up collapsed.

Although she didn't participate in the actual fighting at that time, people in her position naturally knew many things that ordinary people didn't.

War has never ceased in this world; it's just that beneath the seemingly peaceful backdrop, the battlefields between major powers have long since shifted to places unseen by ordinary people. And those soldiers caught in the crossfire—many of them never even had the chance to say, "I love you, Mom..." before being lost forever.

For example, her eldest son.

“Сомноюпрошлатыэтотпуть.
You've always been there for me as I grew up.
Тыведьверила, знала-
You have always firmly believed
терпениеиволявсёперетрут.
Patient effort and unwavering will will eventually pay off…

Facing this scene that brought tears to her eyes, Isinbayeva felt as if she were conversing with her "missing" eldest son. Her words were as if her son, upon returning home, were holding her hand and slowly recounting the events of his "disappearance" over the years:
"Мама,кактыучила-
Mom, you taught us these things

яверил, ябился, яшелдоконца.
I have always firmly believed that I will never stop, and I will fight to the very end.

Мама, мыпобедили!
Mom, we finally won!

Яверил, язнал, чтотакбудетвсегда.)
I always believed, and I had foreseen it, that we would ultimately have the last laugh.

Черезтерниикзвездам,

Having endured numerous hardships

черезрадостьислезы
We've also experienced laughter and tears.

ГордореетнаднаминашейРодинызнамя.
The beautiful flag will proudly fly over the motherland…

Although Bian Lang doesn't have the polar bear-like aura of Nikolai Rastolguev, his booming Chinese-style voice, full of smoke and alcohol, is in no way inferior to Nikolai's vodka-filled voice.

As for the singer's sense of empathy, although Bian Lang did not experience that era and could not fully empathize with many of the emotional factors, he had never said the words "I love you, Mom" ​​to his mother in his previous life.

Although we can't go back, the longing remains.

It's usually covered up by many things, but it gets remembered at these special times...

However, he immediately composed himself because the powerful chorus was coming again!
The drumbeats of the military drums, reminiscent of a marching in formation, immediately imbue this accompaniment with the passion and sacredness of a collective oath before entering D.
“Головывверхгордоподнять
To make you stand proudly among the nations of the world
затебя-Родина-мать!
For you, Motherland!

Мыдоконцабудемстоять
We will persevere

затебя-Родина-мать!
For you, Motherland!

Мыбудемпеть，будемгулять,
We will eventually sing and dance.
затебя-Родина-мать!
For you, Motherland!

Изастрану-трижды“Ура!” Shouting "Hurrah!" three times for you!

Затебя-Родина-мать!
For you, Motherland! ..."

When it came to this chorus, although Bian Lang didn't specifically explain it, the lead singers and harmonies borrowed from Isinbayeva's team for singing the Russian versions of "Katyusha" and "The Internationale" had automatically become Bian Lang's harmonies based on his musicality and his recollection of the first chorus.

They weren't on stage at first, but after Olaf's team noticed, they immediately had the on-site PD invite them up.

When these singers from the fighting nation, with their clear and resonant voices, took the stage, the passionate and tragic emotions of this chorus were fully unleashed. Compared to Liu Bai's original version with its 12 "angry men," the momentum was no weaker!

Looking at the audience, a third of the Russians were already singing along. Especially when they got to the word "Hurrah," led by the Russian singers, it felt like the whole audience was shouting together.

Those who were concerned about the outcome were startled by the shout of "Hurrah!" and only after regaining their senses did they begin to feel fear: "With such an amazing scene, if we continue to smear things in the dark, will we be doxxed by netizens from the White Bear fan club?"

That's highly unlikely, but it's hard to say about the Russians in China. After all, even disregarding Bian Lang's identity, just taking this song out of the box is enough to make the Russians cry!
“Пополюиду, просебяшепчу:
Walking through the vast fields, I talked to myself.
“Ятебялюблю.”

I love you deeply...

Поморюиду，тихонапою:
Strolling along the boundless coastline, I whispered softly.
“Ятебялюблю.”

I love you deeply...

Понебулетитжуравлиныйклин.
Cranes soar and dance under the sky
Родина-ятвойнавекисын!
Motherland, I will always be your child!

Гдебынибылоявсердцеуменя-
No matter where I am, you will always be in my heart.
Родина, тымоя!
My motherland…

Lyubay, a Russian pop-folk-rock band, is hailed as the most outstanding and greatest Russian band since the 1990s.

For their outstanding contributions to the country in the fields of culture and art and to consolidating the unity and friendship between nations, the band's lead singer Nikolai Rastolguev and the late backup singer Anatoly Kuleshov were awarded the title of Honored Artist of the Russian Federation by the President of the Russian Federation.

A famous director commented on Lyubay: "Their music is not just a popular tune that's sung for a day or two, but has actually become Russian folk songs that can be sung forever. Their contribution to Russia is like The Beatles' contribution to Britain."

The name Lyuby was a word coined by the band's lead singer, Nikolai Rastolguev, for the group. "Lyuby" means "anyone, every person" in Ukrainian, and Nikolai Rastolguev hoped that every listener could interpret the name according to their own imagination.

In 1988-1989, when groups like "Warm May" and "Phantom" were at their peak in the Soviet Union, most groups were completely imitating Western disco music. No one expected a group like Lyubay to emerge. With their unique musical content and style, as well as their heroic and masculine image, they quickly became stars and won widespread popularity among Russian audiences.

In Bian Lang's opinion, this style of band was truly a rare breed in Russia during that era.

From 1990 onwards, Lyubbai's songs began to dominate the charts in the Soviet Union and Russia. In 1996, Nikolai Rastolguyev collaborated with Lyudmila Zekina, a People's Actress of the USSR, on the song "Talk to Me," marking a new phase in the band's creative output.

At the time, the Chechen War was raging. The Chechen War affected not just one Russian family. Due to factors such as the government's poor command, many young soldiers lost their lives in the war, and the people were shrouded in pain and sorrow.

So on February 23, 1996, Ryubai released a single called "Battalion Commander". This song, originally from the album of the same name, was actually completed before the tragic events in Chechnya and was intended to be dedicated to the veterans of the Great Patriotic War, but now the war has become a reality.

The song evokes nostalgia for the past, satire of the present, and above all, a deep love for the motherland, family, and hometown. Its significance lies not only in commemorating the victory in the Great Patriotic War and soothing the wounds of war, but also in allowing people to appreciate the beauty of their homeland to some extent.

The most precious things in a person's heart are their childhood friends and first love... Since their inception, they have never succumbed to the various trends of fashion. Especially in an era where commerce corrupts everything, they still pray, fight, and sing for their ideals, for their people, and for peace.

Although the band's songs are filled with nostalgia and patriotism, they are not as heavy and tedious as patriotic songs might be imagined. They use the most beautiful music to express their patriotism, and this kind of music, which comes from the heart, is most likely to move listeners. Musically, this band is also unique, which is closely related to their musical background.

The band's music was composed by their leader, composer and producer Igor Matviyenko, while all the lyrics were written by young poets. It is well known that Russians have a deep understanding of poetry—therefore, the cultural depth in their music is unparalleled.

Their music is mostly simple and catchy, with authentic, natural, and warm vocals, and is rich in Russian folk flavor. Whether it's pop, rock, or folk, it never loses the essence of Russian folk music.

Whether appreciated from the aspects of melody, arrangement, instrumentation, lyrics, harmony, and singing, or from the understanding and insights into life, the music of the Liu Bai Band has reached a peak.

"Facing a past that was once a dead end, Liu Bai sang with abandon. Several burly men with imposing appearances always wore military uniforms when they performed. They sang on the cold black earth, a time when it was hot, so hot that it was crazy. The incredibly sorrowful guitar music was heartbreaking yet full of passion. Amidst the bitterness, Liu Bai left us with boundless hope..."

This is the significance of Lyubbai to Russia. And on the Blue Star, although Bian Lang could not completely replicate him and only remembered a few songs, he ultimately took a part of this honor!
(End of this chapter)