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Ukranian Rhapsody

Director: Sergei Parajanov

The workers of the kolkhoz and the soldiers of the Soviet army

have contributed to this film

My friends my comrades

I want you to listen

This story is not only mine

I have just returned home with a wonderful victory

Me, a simple girl from a small village on the banks of the Dniepr

I won first prize, the gold medal

in an international singing competition

I won it

in a distant town in Western Europe

where I arrived a week ago.

Italians, English, French at the Capitol.

Soviet singers at the Theatre du Capitol

A city, strange to me

A life unknown and distant

Strange people

How will they receive me?

Can I find a way to their hearts?

Today I'm indifferent to them

But tomorrow?

Italians, English, French at the Capitol

Soviet singers at the Theatre du Capitol!

Soviet singers at the Theatre du Capitol!

Did you say something?

The flowers have a unique scent.

Mademoiselle is Italian?

Remember the rules of the competition

In the first round, you are separated from the jury by a curtain.

The jury will only know your numbers.

You will sing in the language of the composer

If the president of the jury says "merci"

you will stop singing and leave the stage

Please ladies, would you rejoin the queue

Who will win the first prize?

Don't worry my dear, you'll go through

Don't be nervous

Please, take one

Please, take one

Number 33, on stage. What are you singing?

The first on the programme.

Second round

The next.

Me?

Next

Next

Number 36, on stage.

Please

Which score?

The third

Is she Italian?

It doesn't really matter

It's remarkable

Jean, you are wrong

There's still some hope for humanity

We'll agree to differ

What a paradox!

Europe is like a cemetery, the world is in ruins. Suddenly,

Lucia's aria.

Don't you like it?

Not one bit

In music, I only like military marches.

- What did you say? - What?

Haven't you learnt anything?

When people sing

it's peaceful

I like it, I really like it

I asked if I could sing an encore.

An unforgettable song of my childhood

This song

has lived in my heart for as long as I can remember.

It's alright, let her listen

Years went by

and in my heart

a new song is born

You sing wonderully Oksana

That bird sings even better

Oksana

When you sing

everything stops to listen

You know,

It seems to me that the plants come alive

they are happy and dreamy

and even tuneful

You've seen how when the rye and the wheat have ripened

they sing like an enormous choir

And with the buckwheat, too

the whole field resounds like an orchestra

Close your eyes

and listen

How delighted he would have been, today

How he would have smiled, my Anton,

to hear of my success.

It's also his victory.

Perhaps more his than mine

But he's no more.

Behind the window of a railway truck in Germany

which has swallowed up my Anton for ever

I've waited three years for this day

It's as if I've come back from the dead

Oksana won't recognise me

Rudy!

Everything returns to life

You're going back. God willing, my Geinrikht also

I believe

War leaves indelible marks

We'll go this way, it's shorter

Look

A birch tree is growing on the altar

The earth is thirsty for peace

Goodbye, Rudy

I hope we'll see one another again

Good luck

This is for you, as a souvenir

Thank you

- Wind it up each morning - Thanks

Goodbye Germany!

You have burnt me in a cruel fire

And you yourself, have been burnt by the same flame

But you haven't destroyed my spirit

She fills my dreams once more.

Alive, with such unforgettable memories

You hear her voice?

You're going to marry,

You'll cultivate your garden.

You'll love your wife

You'll have children

And her?

Did you think of her Anton?

Her voice will take her to the Conservatoire.

I promise you, the Conservatoire.

And then the concert hall.

She must leave here

With you?

The concert now continues

Here is a work by Rimsky-Korsakov.

And here's our colleague, a student at the Conservatoire:

Vadim Tchaika.

Oksana?

It was when we said goodbye,

that I understood how much we loved one another.

Thank you

May I ... ?

Please. Come in.

Pleased to meet you

Well, now you're at the Conservatoire.

- Welcome - Thank you

Fine, Oksana

- Shall we get to work? - Yes, now that I'm here ...

Most important of all, breathing

You see?

Let's try.

Right ...

The genius of a composer, Beethoven

expresses in his symphony, the spirit of liberty of mankind...

That's enough, it's 4 in the morning.

The holidays are approaching.

We will see one another soon, Anton

I was one of those who defended Kiev.

I couldn't find Oksana at the Conservatoire

And the Conservatoire had disappeaped also.

We'll soon be at Sibirsk.

Sibirsk?

One hour to go.

Are you going there?

One hour?

Yes

Look what I've found.

Here, take it

Thanks

Do it for us.

Ask for a photo.

OK, I'll ask

Forward march

Anton!

Vadim! How are you?

You're looking well

What is it, Anton?

Nothing

Nothing.

Where have you come from?

I'm passing through

By chance, I heard about you

Are you staying long?

I wanted to see you

You and Oksana

Thanks, Anton

But Oksana isn't here.

Not here?

She left.

With the company.

Well...

Goodbye

It's good to have seen you.

I'll come with you

Thanks

When she returns,

give her this...

Goodbye

Write us, Anton

Are you alright?

It's nothing

Nothing at all...

Have you eaten anything today?

Yes

I can't, don't you understand?

What's wrong?

When one thinks...

All Ukraine's on fire.

And us here, singing away.

It so pointless.

When you think of victory

your exercises are important.

Perhaps.

But I can't any more.

I just can't.

The Conservatoire, had become my home,

my family and a hope for the future.

How sad I felt.

How difficult to leave there.

But I had no choice.

I wanted to join the army.

This is where fate led me.

Don't just stand there, give us a hand.

Like this. Be careful.

Oksana, he sings so beautifully.

- Come and see. - I don't want to.

- Just for a moment. I'll stay here. - No

- Oksana - Hello

Excuse me.

It the rules.

What do you want?

The same as always.

You can't.

- Have you heard them? - No, not yet.

That won't do.

Sit down

You'll make yourself ill.

You must be strong.

You're a nurse!

Lie down.

- Sleep for a bit - Nurse!

Oksana

I'm writing from the front.

I'm well despite everything,

because I'm thinking of you.

Imagine a theatre in ruins.

The worn-out features of the soldiers.

The scenery has survived.

Everything is floating

on Beethoven's majestic music.

Beethoven...

He also was German.

I don't often listen to Beethoven.

If he had only written the Clair de Lune Sonata

war would give way to it.

I listen to it

And in my imagination I'm back in our village

under the full moon.

Nurse!

Nurse!

Why aren't you listening to me?

I'm listening

Go on.

I can remember it all.

Write:

Sibirsk,

The Conservatoire.

Oksana Marchenko.

Tanks!

Anton was here.

I wasn't able to tell you

- He asked me to give you this... - Read it.

"We know that you will be an actress.

Perhaps you will find yourself on the stage.

Then don't forget the price that one has payed..."

Vadim, how can you?

How can you?

Oksana, try to understand.

Go on.

Do you hear?

The battles

The onslaughts

Blood

That's not the worst of war.

I've experienced worse than death

Be careful.

One at a time.

What is it?

What's the matter?

We said that

that a true artist is first of all a human being.

I wasn't able to understand.

I'm leaving for the front.

As a soldier?

Yes.

Goodbye.

Goodbye.

You are well again now. You can leave.

I've some apples, and cakes. Can I?

Thank you

Lena, a gown.

- Who for? - Andriev Igor

- Which room? - Nine.

Mother couldn't come yesterday evening.

Would you like to talk to the doctor?

No.

I must let mother know.

Excuse me.

You've forgotten these.

Please, leave them in the room.

Number nine.

The years have past.

But Solveig still waits for Pergunt.

And here he appears to her in a dream.

And happiness seems to have returned.

Pergunt will never leave.

But it's only a dream.

Do you understand?

Thank you, nurse.

I can see.

Nadejda Petrovna!

Oksana!

My dear Nadejda Petrovna.

What is it?

Here.

Solveig?

We can try.

This parachute is for you

Turn it into a beautiful evening gown,

with sleeves like this.

It will soon be spring.

Victory

Anton

The Allies have arrived

The Allied army is here. Mary, mother of God.

Finally, comrades.

At last.

Anton

They're Russian.

Follow me please.

You'll see Major Jackson.

Gentlemen, be seated please.

A cigarette?

Anton Pitrienko.

Soviet soldier.

He escaped.

I've been hiding him.

You, ran away?

German?

Yes, I'm a organist.

I see.

You Russians you'll have to be detained.

Just a formality.

Excuse me gentlemen.

I have certain business to attend to.

You must stay here.

It's only a formality.

After you.

It's only a formality.

Only a formality...

It lasted so long, I stopped counting.

Memories of the first spring after the war.

After days of anguished waiting,

days of hope

and unexpected meetings.

Anton!

Oksana!

Vadim.

Son!

It's alright Mother.

Once more

What's your name?

Oksana.

D'you like singing?

I love it

Vadim

what are you going to do?

Stay here for a while.

I've come to understand a lot of things.

A new life lies ahead.

There's building work to do here.

Over there was the windmill,

we'll have a new school

You're laughing...

Don't you believe me?

I do.

The village...

Our desks...

I must leave.

More than ever, I want to sing.

and wait.

I believe.

Thank you Vadim.

That's it. All over.

Excellent.

but I can only give you a "Good".

Here, take this.

- Thank you. - Well done, Oksana.

Thank you.

The tracks, the roads...

Even the streams

that flow into a great river

and sink further on into the earth.

I'm returning to my native land.

I can't bring myself to believe that that which is on the path...

Anton!

Oksana!

My darling.

Anton

And the Dniepr

We come to pay hommage to you

The Dniepr

Yesterday, all was darkness

on your blessed banks.

Dniepr.

Today, the sun makes your waters sparkle.

Your mighty waves resound,

with such joyous music.

Subtitles: corvusalbus