Plan Lomonosova A Cloud in Trousers or the Universe is sleeping on verses by Vladimir Mayakovsky.
• The final track of the album-poem "Cloud in trousers". •
• The clip was created in collaboration with the State Museum of V.V. Mayakovsky. •
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Music:
Plan Lomonosova
Poems:
Vladimir Mayakovsky
The video starred:
Alexander Ilyin Jr.
Alexey Balanin
Alexey Nazarov
Denis Khromykh
Andrey Shmorgun
Alexey Kuznetsov
Daniil Tomilov
Vladimir Nasonov
Leonid Kazakov
Olga Kalinova
Natalya Kolomoets
Stanislav Malyshev
Margarita Izmer
Marina Korchakova
Kristina Sinitskaya
Galina Chardimskaya
Elena Ivanova
Roman Mikhailovsky
Alexey Baykov
Dmitry Ivanov
Timothy Savin
Ilya Ilyin
Alexander Velikanov
Idea:
Nikolay Sergienko
Alexander Ilyin Jr.
Producer:
Nikolay Sergienko
Director of photography:
Sergey Shekalsky
Makeup artist:
Maria Tutukina
Costume selection:
Ilya Ilyin
Video editing:
Denis Khromykh
Color correction:
Denis Pedko
Makeup:
Alena Bondar
Elizaveta Tulyakova
Photographer:
Dmitry Nigmatulin
Gaffer:
Matveev Vladimir
Lighting equipment:
Syachin Alexander
Rissukhin Maxim
Ryabov Alexander
Thank you for your help in creating the clip.
State Museum of V.V. Mayakovsky
and personally
Alexey Lobov
Julia Sadovnikova
Natalia Cherkashin
Atelier of Natalya Dzyubenko http://artparty-costumes.ru/
and
Zaura Bolotaeva
Petra Gudkova
Pavel Udarov
Sergey Isavin
Text: A Cloud in Trousers or the Universe is sleeping.
And when my years, at their very end,
Will finish their dance and wrinkle,
A million bloodstains will spread
The path to my Father’s kingdom.
I’ll climb out
Filthy (sleeping in gullies all night),
And into his ears, I’ll whisper
While I stand
At his side:
“Mister God, listen!
Isn’t it tedious
To dip your generous eyes into clouds
Every day, every evening?
Let’s, instead,
Start a festive merry-go-round
On the tree of knowledge of good and evil!
Omnipresent, you’ll be all around us!
From the wine, all the fun will ensue
And Apostle Peter, who’s always been frowning,
Will perform the fast-paced dance — ki-ka-pu.
We’ll bring all the Eves back into Eden:
Order me
And I’ll go–
From the boulevards, I’ll pick up all the pretty girls needed
And bring them to you!
Should I?
No?
You’re shaking your curly head coarsely?
You’re knitting your brows like you’re rough?
Do you think
That this
Winged one, close by,
Knows the meaning of love?
I too am an angel; used to be one before–
With a sugar lamb’s eye, I stared at your faces,
But I don’t want to give presents to mares anymore, —
All the torture of Sevres that’s been made into vases.
Almighty, You created two hands,
And with care,
Made a head, and went down the list, —
But why did you make it
So that it pained
When one had to kiss, kiss, kiss?!
I thought that you were the Great God, Almighty
But you’re a miniature idol, — a dunce in a suit,
Bending over, I’m already reaching
For the knife that I’m hiding
At the top of my boot.
You, swindlers with wings,
Huddle in fright!
Ruffle your shuddering feathers, rascals!
You, reeking of incense, I’ll open you wide,
From here all the way to Alaska.
Let me go!
You can’t stop me!
Whether I’m right or wrong
Makes no difference,
I will not be calmer.
Look, —
The stars were beheaded all night long
And the sky is again bloody with slaughter.
Hey you,
Heaven!
Take your hat off,
When you see me near!
Silence.
The universe sleeps.
Placing its paw
Under the black, star-infested ear.
Plan Lomonosova A Cloud in Trousers or the Universe is sleeping on verses by Vladimir Mayakovsky
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