Romance of white acacia bunches. The history of the romance "" Fragrant clusters of white acacia"

The history of the famous Russian romance " white locust” can be called absolutely fantastic. Its authors could not be identified, and the romance has been living for more than 100 years. It seems incredible, but during the years of the Civil War, this romance was at the same time unofficial anthem opposing sides.

Full of fragrance again
The song of the nightingale resounds again
In the quiet glow of the wonderful moon!

This is the first version of the text of the romance, it has been known since 1902. The romance was republished annually under the heading "The Famous Gypsy Romance", and each time its words changed somewhat. Only the music remained unchanged. In the first editions, it was indicated that the processing of the romance belongs to M. Steinberg, but the author of the music and words remained unknown.

Maximilian Oseevich Steinberg - Russian composer, teacher, son-in-law of N.A. Rimsky-Korsakov - was born in Vilna on July 4, 1883. IN Soviet time he successfully worked at the Leningrad Conservatory, he was engaged in processing famous romance. There were versions about the possible authors of music and poetry, but the question remained open.

From the moment the romance appeared, it immediately gained immense popularity, and it was performed by the most famous performers: N. Seversky, V. Panina and others. The romance instantly spread throughout the country on gramophone records.

It may seem paradoxical, but the romance "White Acacia Fragrant Clusters" simultaneously became the anthem of the Volunteer Army of General Denikin and the proletarian song "We will boldly go into battle." The words have changed, but the melody remains the same.
The words of the "white" "White Acacia", which was sung in Denikin's army, sounded like this:
Grandparents heard - the war began,
Quit your business, get ready for a hike.
AND
as one shed young blood...
Rus' was invaded by alien forces,
Honor disgraced
the temple was desecrated.
We will boldly go into battle for Holy Rus'
And as one we shed young blood.
From the power of countless through hard times
The honor was defended by the cadets and cadets.
We will boldly go into battle for Holy Rus'
And as one we shed young blood.

The "red" verses of "White Acacia" sounded somewhat different:

Listen, worker, the war has begun:
Quit your job, get ready for a hike!
And as one we will die fighting for it...
Here are the white chains
We will fight them to the death.
Boldly we will go into battle for the power of the Soviets
And as one we will die fighting for it.

What can I say - war, split, bloody mess, and the song is one for all. The lyrical romance became at the same time the march of the Red and White armies. Those dashing years they sang this song in every way: there were options for the topic of the day and other alterations. The idea is different - the soul of the people is one.

"White acacia flowers of emigration"

Had a romance and further fate. While millions of Soviet citizens were obligatorily learning “We will boldly go into battle”, millions of those “thrown out” from the country took the song with them to emigration - both as a nostalgic romance and as an anthem of their defeat. This melody from different words started singing with light hand Russian emigrants around the world. And it is no coincidence that in the Soviet Union the romance "White Acacia" sounded in the play "Days of the Turbins" at the Moscow Art Theater. And although Stalin himself, as they said, watched this performance several dozen times, the production was periodically banned, and later they were forced to completely remove the tetra from the repertoire.

They remembered the romance in the USSR in the 1950s. Alla Bayanova and Boris Shtokolov brought the song back to life, and then it was replaced by songs and other well-known and not so famous performers. In 1976 V. Basov filmed Feature Film"Days of the Turbins". It was impossible to do without "White Acacia", but the song had already been "cut" in two - it rightfully belonged to both the "whites" and the "reds". Two songs appeared in the film - about an armored train and a new romance. The music for the film was written by V. Basner, the lyrics to the songs were written by M. Matusovsky. The romance for the film was based on the pre-revolutionary "White Acacia".

All night the nightingale whistled to us,
The city was silent and silent at home.
Fragrant bunches of white acacia
They drove us crazy all night long...
Years have flown by, making us gray-haired,
Where is the purity of these living branches?
Only winter and this white blizzard
Remind them today.
At the hour when the wind rages furiously,
With new strength I feel:
Fragrant bunches of white acacia
Irrevocable, like my youth.

So, the old romance got a second life. More precisely, today there are two romances: "White Acacia" from the beginning of the 20th century and the romance "White Acacia" from the film "Days of the Turbins". But two romances and peace are better than one and war.

“A Christmas tree was born in the forest” is also of great interest today.

THE WHOLE NIGHT THE NIGHTINGALING WHISTLED TO US
Romance from the movie "Days of the Turbins", 1976

Music by V. Basner
Words by M. Matusovsky

All night the nightingale whistled to us,
The city was silent and silent at home ...
They drove us crazy all night long.

The whole garden was washed by spring showers,
There was water in the dark ravines.
God, how naive we were
How young we were then!

Years have flown by, making us gray-haired ...
Where is the purity of these living branches?
Only winter and this white blizzard
Remind them today.

At the hour when the wind rages furiously,
With new strength I feel:
Fragrant bunches of white acacia
Irrevocable, like my youth!
Fragrant bunches of white acacia
Unique as my youth...

From a 1990s songbook

Created under the influence of the popular romance of the early 20th century "White acacia fragrant clusters"<1902> Whole night NIGHTINGALE U.S. whistling
Romance of k/f "Days of Turbin", 1976

Music V. Basner
Words M. Matusovsky

The whole night we Nightingale whistled
City silent and silent house ...
Acacia clusters of fragrant
Night long we demented.

The garden was full Umyt spring rains,
In dark ravines standing water.
God, as we were naive,
As we were young then!

Years have flown, gray us making...
Where is the purity of these branches of the living?
Yes only winter snowstorm this white
Today resemble them.

In the hour when the wind is raging furiously
With renewed power, I feel:
Acacia clusters of fragrant
Unrecoverable, as my youth!
Acacia clusters of fragrant
Unique, as my youth ...

Songwriter of the 1990s

Created under the influence of popular romances of the early 20th century "White acacia clusters of fragrant"

All night the nightingale whistled to us,
The city was silent, and silent at home.


Fragrant bunches of white acacia
They drove us crazy all night long.
The whole garden was washed by spring showers,
There was water in the dark ravines.
God, how naive we were
How young we were then!
Years have flown by, making us gray-haired.
Where is the purity of these living branches?
Only winter, but this white blizzard
Remind them today.
At the hour when the wind is raging furious,
With renewed vigor I feel
Fragrant bunches of white acacia
Irrevocable, like my youth.
Fragrant bunches of white acacia
Unique as youth mob.

Translation

All night the Nightingale was whistling to us
The city was silent, and silent house.
The night drove us crazy.
White acacia clusters of fragrant
The night drove us crazy.
The entire garden was washed by spring showers,
In dark ravines, there was water.
God, how naive we were
How young we were then!
The years have passed, making us grey.
Where is the purity of these branches alive?
Only winter, but this Blizzard white
Remind them today about.
When the wind rages violently
With the new power I feel
White acacia clusters of fragrant
Done as my youth.
White acacia clusters of fragrant
Unique as the youth mob.

Internet illustration. Collage by Vladimir PASTUKHOV

You can listen to the romance performed by the chamber-vocal ensemble of teachers on the page in the list concert numbers, located after the "favorites" list.

Around the history of the creation of this romance, controversy still does not subside. Is it poetry by Mikhail Matusovsky, the author of music is Veniamin Basner or someone else? Whose acacia, sung in the romance: Odessa, Moscow, Kiev? There are many versions, but none stand up to scrutiny.

Starting the filming of the TV movie "Days of the Turbins", Vladimir Basov turned to his favorite poet-songwriter Mikhail Matusovsky with a request to write memorable words of a romance especially for this film. Moreover, such that they emphasize the leitmotif of the mood of the heroes of Mikhail Bulgakov's play "Days of the Turbins" and in places of his own novel " white guard", so that the viewer is immediately mentally transported to the events civil war and to the long-suffering Kyiv-city, tormented by the endless change of authorities ...

Matusovsky offered Basov one of their favorite romances, The Fragrant Clusters of White Acacia, which, having been born back in 1902, having successfully survived several alterations of the text, lived to October revolution. The words of the original source, most likely, were written by the poet A. A. Pugachev and set to music by the composer A. Zorin ( real name- A. M. Tsimbal).

For the first time, the words of this romance were published in 1902 in the collection "Gypsy Nights" without indicating the names of the authors of words and music, and therefore disputes about the authorship of this work still do not stop. In the summer of 1903, the St. Petersburg Musical Printing House of V. Bessel and Co. in the series “Gypsy Songs of N. P. Lyutsenko” already published a clavier of the romance “with vocal parts for tenor and soprano” accompanied by piano.

The romance became more and more popular. Its text and notes were published with the subtitle "famous gypsy romance edited by Varia Panina and musically arranged by Zorin", but still remained nameless.

During the First World War, the melody of the famous romance was used by the people, creating and completely replacing the text, a soldier's patriotic song, which began with these words:

Heard, grandfathers, - the war
started
Quit your business, go camping
get ready.
We will boldly go into battle for
Holy Rus'
And as one shed blood
young

The volunteers of the army of the tsarist general A. I. Denikin, having remade and supplemented the verses of this song, made it the anthem of their Volunteer Army, which in 1919 was sung in Kiev, which they captured.

Its text with different words was sung on different sides of the barricades, both white and red. And, of course, each in his own way.

Grandparents heard - the war began,
Quit your business, go camping
get ready.
We will boldly go into battle
for the power of the Soviets
And as one we die
In the fight for it.

A lot of time has passed ... the Great Patriotic War. And only in the middle of the 70s the authorities allowed the film adaptation of this "ideologically harmful" work. Vladimir Basov also carefully read Bulgakov's The White Guard. The director was imbued with his mood, the unique atmosphere of the City. Then he turned to the poet M. Matusovsky.

Starting filming, V. Basov remembered that at the time when the action takes place in the film; was popular romance"White acacia clusters are fragrant." The melody over the years has changed beyond recognition. The rhythm of the romance, which formed the basis of the revolutionary song "Let's Boldly Go to Battle," also became marching.

The director wanted the themes of these two songs to sound in the film as a response, an echo, as a distant memory of those years. The next birth of a new-old romance began immediately after the premiere of the TV movie.

One day, Lyudmila Senchina came to the dacha of Veniamin Basner with a request to write melodies for several new songs for her. The composer offered her a new full version"White acacia". Here are the first and fourth verses of the romance.

Whole night the nightingale to us
whistled
The city was silent and silent at home.

They drove us crazy all night long.

At the hour when the wind is raging
frantically,
With new strength I feel:

Irrevocable, like my youth.

Since then, the triumphal procession of the romance "Fragrant bunches of white acacia" began throughout the country. In any corner of our fatherland at that time, one could hear the sad and heartfelt lines of the romance about youth and love, about the flowering acacia and the great City ... This romance has already outlived all its creators and has become truly popular.

The romance is presented in the key of E-minor, which is favorable for singing. Its melody is very conveniently sung in two voices: it can be performed in a duet female voices- soprano, alto, and it also sounds beautifully performed by soprano and tenor. The special harmonic beauty of the melody is given by the almost intuitively adjusted thirds in the second voice in the verse and the wide and beautiful sounding sixths in the refrain while singing.

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Fragrant bunches of white acacia
First published in 1902 in the series "Gypsy Nights" without indicating the name of the author of words and music. Later it was published as a "famous gypsy romance" edited by Varia Panina and musically arranged by A. M. Zorin, but also untitled. Nevertheless, it is believed that the basis of the text is a reworking of Pugachev's poem. But in some sources, Volin-Volsky is called the author of the text (his romance to the music of M. Sharov "A tear clouds my eyes" is known), and the author of the music is M. Sharov or A. Lutsenko.
The version about the authorship of Pugachev, who owns more than three dozen romances to music by M. K. Steinberg, J. de Bothari and other romance composers, remains the most stable.
Many of these romances entered the repertoire of the most famous pop singers as "gypsy". The most popular romance "White Acacia Fragrant Clusters" was performed by Yuri Morfessi. chant used in revolutionary song"We will boldly go into battle." Folklore versions were recorded in the 20th century.
From here

Nadezhda Obukhova


Alla Bayanova

Boris Shtokolov

Evgeny Shalya and Andrey Shilov (guitar)

Modern variation-stylization
Music by Venimanin Basner, lyrics by Mikhail Matusovsky
Lyudmila Senchina

Oleg Pogudin

From the movie "Days of the Turbins"

White acacia. sung in different options

Fragrant bunches of white acacia
Full of fragrance again
The song of the nightingale resounds again
IN quiet radiance, the radiance of the moon.

Do you remember, in the summer under a white acacia
Have you heard the song of the nightingale?
Quietly whispered to me wonderful, bright:
"Darling, forever, forever yours!"

Years have long passed, passions have cooled,
Youth is gone...
Delicate scent of white acacia
I will never forget, never forget!

Arranged by Yuri Morfessi

white acacia
fragrant branches
They breathe with the delight of spring,
Quietly spread
Nightingale song
In pale sparkle
The sparkle of the moon.

Do you remember at night
Among white acacias
Trills rushed the nightingale,
Gently snuggle
You whispered to me, languid:
"Believe forever
I'm yours forever"?

Time has flown by
And merciless old age
They sent us years
But flavor
fragrant acacias
I can't forget
Never forget.

Mikhail Matusovsky

All night the nightingale whistled to us
The city was silent and silent at home
Fragrant bunches of white acacia

Fragrant bunches of white acacia
All night long they drove us crazy
The garden was washed all over by spring showers
There was water in the dark ravines
God how naive we were
How young we were then
Years rushed by making us gray
Where is the purity of these living branches

Remind them today
Only winter and this white blizzard
Remind them today
At the hour when the wind is raging furious
With renewed vigor I feel
Fragrant bunches of white acacia
Irrevocable like my youth
Fragrant bunches of white acacia
Unique as my youth