Фильм "Поймем потом" Александра Сироты главного редактора сайта "Pripyat.com" (о нем см. здесь: http://pripyat.com/ru/organizators/ ; больше его материалов здесь: http://orantas.livejournal.com/5879.html ), демонстрирующий хронику еще живой Припяти (из архивов киностудии ДК "Энергетик" - "ПРИТЯТЬ-ФИЛЬМ") и озвученный песней гр. "Диалог" "Поймем потом" (которая часто звучала на тематических вечерах и дискотеках в последний год жизни Припяти), для знающих русский не нуждается в комментариях.
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Its film of the editor-in-chief of the site "Pripyat.com" Alexander Sirota (see about him here: http://pripyat.com/ru/organizators/ ; more his materials - here: http://orantas.livejournal.com/5879.html ) showing the chronicle still alive Pripyat (from archives of a film studio of the Culture Center "Energetik" - "PRIPYAT-FILM") and sounded by a song of Soviet musical group " Dialogue " - "Well understand later" (which frequently has sounded on thematic evenings and discos in last year of alive Pripyat), for people speaking in Russian - does not require comments. But for English-speaking spectators I suggest interlinear translation of this song, which is an emotional core of film and the refrain of which accompanies the final frames of already thrown City:
WE'LL UNDERSTAND LATER
Music group "Dialogue"
The beam of crystal utensils blinds eyes,
carpets weigh on walls
We frequently remember the price of any things,
but we don't remember about invaluable.
We'll understand later, we'll understand later,
having wandered over world a lot,
how much dear for us the things,
which fortunately haven't the price.
We'll understand later, we'll understand later
The river runs far somewhere,
the stars captivate in height
About a rain, about a snow, about clouds
nobody will ask: how many costs?
We'll understand later, we'll understand later,
having wandered over world a lot,
how much dear for us the things,
which fortunately haven't the price.
We'll understand later, we'll understand later
How it is good that to singing birds,
to a grass and to these spring dews,
to a dawn and to light of summer lightnings
the label with the price was not been attached...
We'll understand later, we'll understand later,
having wandered over world a lot,
how much dear for us the things,
which fortunately haven't the price.
We'll understand later, we'll understand later
We accept everything in the life,
We laugh, joy, we cry
And how conscience? How honour?
Really we shall appoint the price to them too?
We'll understand later, we'll understand later,
having wandered over world a lot,
how much dear for us the things,
which fortunately haven't the price.
We'll understand later, we'll understand later