Моя любовь - дворик на Молдаванке - Елена Куприянова | Дизайн Альмир Стрельцов

Welcome to the heart of Odessa! We invite you to take a heartfelt and nostalgic journey through time and glimpse into the legendary Odessa courtyard on Moldavanka Street, as it was in the 1990s. ​This music video is a true living postcard, filled with unique humor, color, the aroma of fresh fish from Privoz, and the warmth of neighborly relations. Here, every argument is a theatrical performance, and every neighbor is a family member. The video is fully visualized in a unique style of highly detailed watercolor illustration with photographic renderings of the characters' faces, creating a sense of reliving memories. ​If our video made you smile or brought back a pleasant nostalgia for the past, please like it, share your favorite Odessa joke in the comments, and be sure to subscribe to the channel! Your support helps us create new video stories! Project team: Lyrics: Elena Kupriyanova Music design and style: Almir Streltsov Song performance: SUNO neural network Lyrics: What's a courtyard in Moldavanka like? It's both a parliament and a theater. And if you hear a squabble there, Don't bother with the machine gun... All the windows there are wide open, And you can hear the cats purring, And what a wife whispers to her husband in bed, In response to the very tender "Only you!" As soon as morning steam rises from the asphalt, Bella Lvovna chimes in, As always, scolding her son Zhora: ​Get ready quickly, you idiot… ​That Zhorik, the son with the biblical eyes, ​He's a candidate of some kind of science, ​And not wanting to get on his mother's nerves, ​He straightens out his string bag like a spider. ​And his mother hands him a note, ​Which row to buy what, ​And she repeats ten times that from the list, ​Son, not a step, not a yat! ​Here's Zhorik, hanging on a tramcar, ​Pressed by the crowd (no problem), ​As if heading for the promised land, ​He moored at Privoz harbor. Rivers of milk and honey flow here, Here, Aunt Pesya, there's something to see. The people of Odessa have their own way there - To buy everything and profit. "Bulls, bulls," Aunt Pesya shouted, And our Zhorik, practically a matador, Fought with her, not letting her cheat him, And bought some wonderful tomatoes. Only with his mother was he so obedient, But like a seasoned Odessa buddy, He wouldn't let anyone pull the wool over his eyes, And he'd stop the deception in an instant... But as soon as he stepped into the familiar courtyard, Mama Zhora took him to task: Shlimazl, you'll soon be thirty, And you're just such a useless spendthrift. Look at Sonya from the ninth grade, How beautiful she is, wise beyond her years. And she has it all, come on, propose to her, And it will bring me joy and you happiness. She'll buy the bulls cheap, She'll cook it just right, and sell some. She'll snatch up a length of silk with the proceeds, It'll be just right for a dress. Yes, Sonya is the perfect match, Uncle Yesya joined the conversation. And the cat, having received the fish for free, quickly carried it to the kittens under the fence... And those sitting under the mulberry tree, Aron the cutter, Solomon the taxi driver, sorted out the week's politics, well, and chipped in a little for a game of whist... Examples of scenes from the script (how it was created): Scene 16 (01:24 - 01:29): Extreme close-up of the intelligent Zhorik's face, with the emphasis on his huge, wise, and slightly bewildered "biblical" eyes behind his round glasses. Scene 33 (02:51 - 02:56): A comical moment at Privoz, where Zhorik fearlessly strikes a bullfighter pose in front of the formidable Aunt Pesya's stall, using an empty string bag as a red cape. Scene 55 (04:44 - 04:50): A charming shot under the old wooden fence of Moldavanka, where three fluffy stray kittens joyfully greet their mother cat, who is bringing them their rightful prey—a fish head. #odessa #moldavanka #privoz #odessahumor #klezmer #neural network #suno #originalsong #nostalgia #watercolor