🎶 VIBES Weekly Entry: “Dark Is the Night” (Тёмная ночь) – Acoustic Park Session by @shemZee 🌌🎸

Hello VIBES fam!

This week, I’m bringing something truly special and soulful to the stage — a raw, acoustic interpretation of one of the most haunting wartime ballads ever written: “Dark Is the Night” (Тёмная ночь), originally performed in the Soviet film Two Soldiers (1943).

📍 Location: Filmed live in a quiet park
🎸 Setup: Acoustic guitar + voice
🎥 Style: One take, natural ambient sound — no edits

🌌 About the Song
“Dark Is the Night” was composed in 1943 by Nikita Bogoslovsky with lyrics by Vladimir Agatov. It became iconic through the voice of Mark Bernes, offering not a patriotic battle cry, but a quiet, personal moment from the frontlines — a letter in song form to a loved one waiting at home.

It’s about longing, love, and staying human in the face of chaos.

This song speaks — even today.

🎙️ Lyrics (Original Russian + English Translation)
🇷🇺 Russian Lyrics
Тёмная ночь, только пули свистят по степи,
Только ветер гудит в проводах,
Тускло звёзды мерцают.

В тёмную ночь ты, любимая, знаю, не спишь,
И у детской кроватки тайком
Ты слезу утираешь.

Как я люблю глубину твоих ласковых глаз,
Как я хочу к ним прижаться сейчас
Губами.

Тёмная ночь разделяет, любимая, нас,
И тревожная чёрная степь
Пролегла между нами.

Верю в тебя, в дорогую подругу мою,
Эта вера от пуль меня
Тёмной ночью хранила.

Радостно мне, я спокоен в смертельном бою,
Знаю, встретишь с любовью меня —
Что б со мной ни случилось.

🌍 English Translation
Dark is the night, only bullets whistle through the steppe,
Only the wind hums in the wires,
And the stars faintly flicker.

In the dark night, my darling, I know you're not sleeping,
And by the cradle, you secretly
Wipe away a tear.

Oh, how I love the depth of your gentle eyes,
How I long to press my lips
Against them now.

Dark is the night, my love, and it keeps us apart,
And a troubling, black steppe
Lies between us.

I believe in you — in you, my dear friend,
That belief has saved me
In this dark night from bullets.

I feel joy, I am calm in deadly battle —
I know you’ll meet me with love,
No matter what may happen to me.

🎧 Watch/Listen

The park became my stage.
The trees were the audience.
And the wind… it carried the story.

💬 Let’s Connect!
Does this song resonate with you?

Do you enjoy acoustic tributes like this?

Have you ever heard Soviet music performed in a modern way?

Drop your thoughts below — I’d love to hear your impressions!

With warmth and rhythm,
🎸 @shemZee