People don't like the butterfly a one-day, fun flying in the sun, not knowing about what happened yesterday and what promises to her tomorrow. In his life are woven into a single node of the past, present and future. Man - son time, and the son of his country, a sense of home is always inseparable from a sense of history. In times of suffering, people are turning to the memorable pages of the past, trying to find in atsumasa centuries support the answers to the riddles of our time.
The most famous and glorious work of old Russian literature - " the Word about Igor's regiment ". The real fame came to the Word... after it was published in 1800 And almost simultaneously work went into the art of music.
When I listen to Borodin's Opera "Prince Igor", the first thing that you notice is its true national character. Listening to music, I clearly present and ominous Eclipse, and farewell Igor with people, and crying Yaroslavna. Change the music and I arise picture Polovtsian dances, folk celebration of the return of Igor from captivity.
I was drawn to the Aria of Prince Igor - deep concentration senses in a wide, sad-long melodies goes into the animation impulse, unyielding will to freedom.
Polovtsian dances animated fury, this movement, which seeks not to clear goals, and to chaos. How many here passion, energy, games, intoxication swirl motion! Rather, it is a movement for movement, passion for passion.
But sounds duet of Konchakovna and Vladimir cruelty Eastern world mitigated. I hear the breath of melodies, dilution in the sense of harmony. This is love. I imagine his son Igor, Vladimir, who married the daughter of Konchak, returned to Russia in 1187 with his wife and child and was married in the Church ceremony.
Happy listening to the music of Borodin, I can clearly distinguish two elements: the elements of Russian folk life and the elements of the East. I don't want to say that everything is split, on the contrary, it seems to me that these verses combine the sounds of the bell, as if a reminder that all people are children of mankind, the children of one mother Earth.
After listening to Opera, I conclude: without the past may not be present and the future.
I like to call "Word..." Overture Russian literature, because "the Word...", and Opera help me to find answers to the eternal questions: what is the meaning of life, what is the strength of spirit, a willingness to sacrifice, justice, goodness, humanity.