My friend is an artist and poet of tabs. K. Nikolsky - My friend is an artist and poet

Everyone knows a beautiful and deep composition " My friend is an artist and poet". For many, it is considered sad, but I find in it more optimism than sadness. The definition is too boring for her, in my opinion. And of course this is a" top "song!

Back in 1978, as part of the "Festival" group, K. Nikolsky wrote this song, and for the first time the soloist of the group Pavel Bogush sang it for the public. In 1996 the composition was included in the solo album of K. Nikolsky "One Look Back". And with this song he begins his concerts.

Fight My friend artist and poet

Bass - down-up-bass-up-down-up- and again ...

Chords My friend is an artist and a poet

Em My friend is an artist and a poet, Hm On a rainy evening on glass, C (C6) I painted my love, Am H7 Opening me a miracle on earth. I sat silently at the window And enjoyed the silence, My love, Since then has always been with me. C And while the water flowed, Em And I was always warm, Am (Am7 (Am / G)) When on a rainy evening I H7 I looked through the window glass.

Video My friend is an artist and poet

(original performance):

The original video is at this address -> https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=la_w2WJmCE4

The song "My friend, the artist and poet" is one of the most famous in the repertoire of Konstantin Nikolsky. Some even consider it to be the best creation of the famous Russian rock singer. Agree with this categorical statement or not, decide for yourself. In any case, the composition is great: with profound lyrics, soulful music and a piercing guitar solo.

Not much is known about the history of the song “My friend, the artist and poet”. According to the author, he composed it at the age of twenty-five (respectively, around 1976). In the late seventies Nikolsky joined the Festival ensemble, which was directed by the composer Maxim Dunaevsky. With this collective, Konstantin recorded several of his songs, including "My friend, an artist and poet," which Pavel Bogush sang in the "Festival".

None of the albums of the "Resurrection" group, which performed many of Nikolsky's songs during their collaboration and after parting, did not include the composition "My friend, the artist and poet".

Fans of Konstantin Nikolsky's creativity, of course, are very interested in whether the song "My friend, the artist and poet" is based on real events. In an interview with Rossiyskaya Gazeta, the famous musician admitted that she is really dedicated to one love in his life. But at the same time, he noticed that the characters in the composition are nothing more than artistic images. So you shouldn't take them literally and guess who was that “artist and poet”.

The song "My Artist and Poet Friend" is known not only for its stunning lyrics with powerful philosophical overtones, but also for its excellent guitar solo. Here is how he described it

I think the guitar is a continuation of the voice, when the vocals freeze, a solo enters, as, for example, in the song “My friend is an artist and a poet” ... this solo can be said more than a verse-chorus. The guitar finishes what the author wanted to say, but could not ...

"AiF", 2001

"My friend, artist and poet" was included in Nikolsky's solo disc "One Look Back". It is also included in all collections of the best songs and concert recordings of the musician.

And now let's listen to the song "My friend, artist and poet" and watch an unofficial video clip from one of the fans of Konstantin Nikolsky's work.

• The producers of the Thirty Years TV series (STS channel) offered Nikolsky a thousand dollars for using the song “My friend is an artist and a poet”. Konstantin demanded a thousand for each of the sixty-eight episodes (according to him, to get rid of the TV people).
• Some critics think the guitar solo is similar to the "Hotel California" lead by the rock band The Eagles.

Lyrics of the song "My friend is an artist and poet"

My friend is an artist and a poet on a rainy evening on glass
I painted my love, revealing to me a miracle on earth
I sat silently by the window and enjoyed the silence,
Since then my love has always been with me

And while the water flowed, and I was always warm,
When on a rainy evening I looked out the window pane
But year after year I met sadness in the eyes of my love,
A dim light of rainy boredom, and now love has changed color

My love has changed color, a wonderful bright day has died
My night love is covered by a shadow
Cheerful colors chatter, the game of magic fire,
My love no longer makes me happy

Gentle tones faded, the height and depth disappeared,
And there are no more clear lines - this is a portrait of indifference
Eye to eye love looks, but I'm not cheerful, not angry,
Of colorless dreams, the peace of earthly silence shares with me

And the inspired face will lose its good features
My love will die in me eventually
And drops of sad rain will flow on the glass
My love is crying inaudibly as it leaves

And the rainbow of days gone by will be covered with the smoke of years to come,
And also the memories of her will lose color
The drawing melts on the glass, there is no hope to save it,
But how can I paint my love again in the color of joy

Or maybe break a window and plunge into another world,
Where, painting sunlight, an artist and a poet lives ...

Quote about the song

When I first heard “My friend, artist and poet,” I was in a kind of trance for about an hour. Not a single song, not a single poem had such an effect on me.

Vadim Nikolaev, Notes on Russian Rock.

My friend is an artist and a poet on a rainy evening on glass,
He painted my love, revealing to me a miracle on earth.
I sat silently by the window and enjoyed the silence,
Since then, my love has always been with me.

And while the water flowed and I was always warm,
When on a rainy evening I looked out the window pane.
But year after year I met sadness in the eyes of my love,
A dim light of rainy boredom and, behold, love changed color.

My love has changed color, a wonderful bright day has died
My night love is covered by a shadow.
Cheerful colors chatter, the game of magic fire,
My love no longer makes me happy.

Gentle tones faded, the height and depth disappeared,
And there are no more clear lines - this is a portrait of indifference.
Eye to eye love looks, but I'm not cheerful, not angry,
Of colorless dreams, the peace of earthly silence is shared with me.

And the inspired face will lose its good features.
My love will die in me eventually
And drops of sad rain will flow on the glass,
My love is crying inaudibly as it leaves.

And the rainbow of days gone by will be covered with the smoke of years to come
And also the memories of her will lose color.
The drawing melts on the glass, there is no hope to save it,
But how can I paint my love again in the color of joy.

Or maybe break a window and plunge into another world,
Where an artist and a poet lives by painting the sunshine.

Lyrics translation Resurrection - My friend artist and poet

My friend, the painter and poet, on a rainy night on the glass,
Drew my love, I opened a miracle on earth.
I sat silently at the window and enjoyed the peace,
My love has since always been with me.

And while the water was flowing and I was always warm,
When on a rainy night, I looked in the window glass.
But year after year I have met the love of his eyes in sorrow,
Rainy boredom dim light and that love changed color.

My love changed the color faded a wonderful bright day
My love of night shelters shadow.
Cheerful colors chatter, the game of magic fire,
My love does not please me.

Wilted gentle tone, height and depth of the disappeared,
And there is no longer clear lines - that indifference portrait.
Eye to eye Ljubo looks, and I "m not happy, not angry,
Colorless dreams earth peace silence shares with me.

And inspired face lose good traits.
My love will die in me in the end,
And the sad rain drops on the glass will flow,
My love is crying silently leaving.

And the days passed lay a rainbow smoke coming years,
And also lose color memories of her.
Drawing on the glass melts, there is no hope to save him,
But kakzhe me paint the color of joy again in my love.

And maybe break a window and plunge into another world,
Where the solar light drawing living artist and poet ..