Белая берёза я тебя люблю — Дворовая песня | MAKKØ Cover | TRUE SOUL SYMPHONIC

White Birch, I Love You. Extend Your Thin Branch to Me—a legendary courtyard song. Written by Vladimir Georgievich Trepetsov back in 1960, "White Birch" became a wonderful and heartfelt urban romance that could be heard in almost every courtyard in the 1990s. Mikhail Gulko, as well as other chanson artists, often performs "White Birch." I reimagined this composition: I retained the courtyard theme and added a symphony orchestra. I wrapped the golden, timeless lyrics in a dark, folksy sound, reminiscent of an MK-60-5 tape re-recorded dozens of times. Everyone will see something unique in this song: some will see nothing, while those who peel back the surface will be able to discern the true meaning I imbued into this stunning work. ⭐️ Subscribe: MAKKØ: TRUE SOUL MUSIC YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@I-AM-MAKKO?s... WILDFREEWAY: SOLO YouTube: https://www.youtube.com/@wildfreeway?... ⭐️ You can support the project here: 👉🏻 https://lnk.bio/wildfreeway In "White Birch," I combined the incompatible: a poignant balalaika performance and the majestic power of a symphony orchestra. It is a clash of two worlds—dusty courtyards and gilded Baroque halls. The visual story is complemented by a ballerina from the past, dancing in a dimly lit room with candles. She embodies the fragility and pain hidden behind the words. Lyrics to the song "White Birch" Beyond the river, near the forest, grew a curly maple, That maple was in love with the white birch. And when the wind died down over the river, It sang this song to the birch. Chorus: White birch, I love you. Hold out your slender branch to me. Without love, without affection, I perish, White birch, you are my love. And she playfully rustles her leaves, I have a sweetheart—the field wind. And at these words, the poor maple quieted, Still humming a song to the birch. Chorus: White birch, I love you. Hold out your slender branch to me. Without love, without affection, I perish, White birch, you are my love. But one day the wind heard the song, With its terrible force it attacked the maple. And in an unequal battle the curly maple fell, Only a faint groan could be heard. Chorus: White birch, I love you. Hold out your slender branch to me. Without love, without affection, I perish, White birch, you are my love... Playlists: Soul Music & Dark Folk:    • Соул Музыка & Дарк ФОЛК   Authors: Lyrics: Vladimir Georgievich Trepetcov Music, arrangement, and performance: MAKKØ ⚡️ Listen: Apple Music:   / makkØ   Spotify: https://open.spotify.com/artist/60ZTB... Amazon Music: https://music.amazon.com/artists/B0H9... Tidal: https://tidal.com/artist/83052785 iTunes:   / makkØ   #whitebirch #darkfolk #music #makko