Hi!
We at Palme School played a little science fiction and wondered, "What if Russian language reform had never happened?"
- Historical Synopsis.
- What did the language look like before the reform?
- What Agutin's songs look like in pre-reform Russian.
- The reading time is 3 minutes.
What kind of reform
The spelling reform of 1917-1918. It began to be discussed as early as 1904 at the Imperial Academy of Sciences. And in 1911, the Orthographic Subcommission made a decision: to develop the parts of the reform in detail. Already in 1912 several editions were published taking into account the new rules of the Russian language.
The reform decree has been published December 23, 1917 (Jan. 5 1918), even before the transition to the Gregorian calendar. Therefore, it is wrong to think that the Bolsheviks brought the new rules of the Russian language, since they would not even have had time to develop this reform in the short time after coming to power.
The first discussion of reform.
The Imperial Academy of Sciences issues resolutions on the detailed design of the reform.
First editions are published, taking into account the new reform rules.
The Provisional Government ordered a switch to new rules for the Russian language.
October Uprising.
"All government and state publications to be printed according to the new spelling."
What did the reform change?
- Eliminated the letters Ѣ (yat), Ѳ (phyta), І ("and decimal"); should be used in their place, respectively, Е, Ф, И.
- Excluded hyphenate.
- Changed the spelling rule prefixes to s/s.
- Replaced termination -ago after a hyphen in the genitive and accusative cases participles и adjectives on -his (best → best)
- Forms of female plural pronouns and some numerals they, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone were replaced by they, alone, alone, alone, alone, alone.
- singular genitive case eaon her
Agutin's lyrics before the reform would have looked like this:
"On a lilac lily of the valley."
The night has opened a huge umbrella, and a pink light has come on
There on the lilac lily of the valley you wanted so much to be alone.
Don't forget me, you put me to sleep at the window
When a new day came, the same as always.
You've flown so far away.
When this dream came, it was not because of me.
You've forgotten everything so easily.
You'll forget me on a lilac lane.
Maybe just for a moment
You've only left a thin thread for me.
Just a drop of regret.
The sun is brighter and warmer there.
There's no snow or rain.
There on a lilac lane you'll forget about me.
Only for a moment of remorse in the excitement of his heart.
On that planet with no rain, where everything and nothing will happen
When a new day came, the same as always.
You've flown so far away.
When this dream came, it was not because of me.
You've forgotten everything so easily.
You'll forget me on a lilac lane.
Maybe just for a moment
You've only left a thin thread for me.
Just a drop of regret.
When a new day came, the same as always.
You've flown so far away.
The night opened a huge umbrella, welcoming the rosy dawn
So on the lilac moon you wanted so badly to be alone.
Without forgetting me, you fell asleep by the window.
When a new day is tired, the same as it always is.
You flew so far away
When this dream came that wasn't about me.
You forgot everything so easily.....
You'll forget about me on a lilac moon.
Maybe just for a moment.
Leaving only a thin thread for me to follow.
Just a drop of regret
There's brighter sunshine and warmer weather, there's no snow or rain.
So on a lilac moon, you'll forget about me.
Just for a moment, I would trade the excitement of my heart
To that rainless planet where there's everything and nothing.
When a new day is tired, the same as it always is.
You flew so far away
When this dream came that wasn't about me.
You forgot everything so easily.....
"I will always be with you."
I'll always be with you in the blue of the sea.
In the dark depths of the waters, God is always with you.
By the white waves, the shore of all seas.
As if breathing life itself
The water is always with you, the water itself.
To love you and drown you in love.
On the shore of the earth and at the edge of the water.
As if my heart were in you.
There is no star in my sky on the depth of the water.
Somewhere in the depths of secrecy.
I'll always be with you, your dream.
I can't see you.
You'll always be with me.
I couldn't understand how I could say all that, I dare you
How can I say all this?
I'll always be with you as birds over the wave.
A piece of the land that's with you forever.
If you do not come from the depths of the ages.
You'll find a wing for you.
I will always be with you through air and water.
Even when you are not there, God is always with you.
Not an eye roll, not a run of words.
It's like your heart is in me.
A blue sea wave,
In the dark abyss of the waters,
I'll be with you always,
The white edge of the waves,
The shore of all seas,
As if breathing life itself.
I'll be with you always,
I'll be the water itself,
To hold you
And drown in love,
On the shore of the earth
And at the water's edge,
It's like my heart is in you.
There's no star in the sky,
In the depths of the water
Somewhere underneath the mystery.
I'll be with you always,
I'll be your dream,
I'll be your reality.
You'll always be with me,
I can't understand it,
How dare I say all this.
I can't understand it,
How dare I say all this.
I'll be with you always,
A bird over the wave,
A corner of that land,
That I'm with you forever,
If you don't come,
If you're far away,
I'll find wings for you.
I'll be with you always,
Air and water,
Even where you're not,
I'll be with you always,
Keep your eyes open,
Without uttering a word,
It's like your heart is in me.
"Hop-hey."
All things are right and wrong, and, as if it were wrong, a pestilence.
But someone will say: "What the hell! Not a house, not a penny!"
It's the same as always, just happiness or misfortune.
But someone will say: "No luck - I'm lost."
Hop-hey, la-la-la-la-la-lay.
Where is the question and where is the answer?
Hop-hey, la-la-la-la-la-la-lay, whatever you say.
Hop-hey, la-la-la-la-la-lay.
To believe or not to believe.
Hop-hey, la-la-la-lay, but God protect you.
There is a world outside the window, and life is not your home.
And your boot in the dust of the road has been stomped on
Dreams are so far away, and you'll part easily.
But someone will say: "How long can we wait for nothing!"
The night will not be saved until morning.
But it's day again on the blue shore of the sky.
Hop-hey, la-la-la-la-la-lay.
Where is the question and where is the answer?
Hop-hey, la-la-la-lay, whatever you say.
Hop-hey, la-la-la-la-la-lay.
To believe or not to believe.
Hop, hey, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae, lae.
The night will not be saved until morning.
But it's day again on the blue shore of the sky.
And as if it were nothing.
But some would say.
What the hell,
No house, not a penny!
It's the same as always,
Just happiness or misfortune,
But some would say.
No luck,
A lost soul.
Hop-hey, la-la-la-lay,
Where's the question and where's the answer?
Hop-hey, la-la-la-lay,
I don't know what to say.
Hop-hey, la-la-la-lay,
To believe it or not to believe it.
Hop-hey, la-la-la-lay,
But God keep you safe.
The whole world is out the window,
Another man's life is not your home,
And your boot in the dust of the road
Drowned again.
Dreams are so far away,
And you'll part easily,
But some would say.
How long can we wait for nothing!
The night is not saved until morning,
But it's daytime again
On the blue coast of the sky.
"Airports."
For so many days he did not know the truth, but simply followed her,
Kill your dream forever,
but only those whom he could not understand,
Only you, ꙋ he couldn't forget, so maybe ....
So many times he tried to say everything like this,
No one is ever underhanded,
words are water, and cannot be warmed.
In their own bottoms, those ice cubes....
No pain, no tears.
He followed her in the captivity of the thorns of these roses,
Airports and cities,
Ѻ he sailed by, not knowing,
only ice cubes in my heart.
For so many years, he's like a white moth.
I flew to the world to return to the world
To return, but only then,
Whom I could not understand, only that one,
He couldn't have forgotten, so maybe.
just followed her,
Killing your dream forever.
But only someone he couldn't understand,
The only one he couldn't forget -
So maybe...
So many times he's tried
to tell her everything like this.
Never letting anyone near me.
Words are water and can't be warmed
In your soul, those chunks of ice.
Chorus:
Knowing no pain, knowing no tears.
He followed her in captivity to the thorns of those roses
Airports and cities he sailed through without knowing,
Gathering only bits of ice in my heart.
There's only bits of ice in my heart.
For so many years he flew like a white moth into the light,
To go back into the void.
But only someone he couldn't understand,
The only one he couldn't forget -
So maybe...
Chorus:
Knowing no pain, knowing no tears.
He followed her in captivity to the thorns of those roses
Airports and cities he sailed through without knowing,
Gathering only bits of ice in my heart.
Over the years, under the vaults of people's dreams.
Can't see, can't hear these pleas.
Silent tears are like
Male pain
"Barefoot Boy."
The city and the harbor,
A barefoot boy was dancing the tarantella.
And the crowd of passersby of different skins, faiths, and countries.
She dropped colorful coins at her feet.
Chorus:
There was a time many years ago:
That boy was the happiest boy in the world.
There was a time when someone was rich,
Someone was as free as the south wind.
At noon the same town,
Only after many years:
Instead of reckless dancing, a white Chevrolet.
You will come with the sorrow of long ago to the night pier,
Where as a barefoot boy you used to dance.
The city and the harbor dock,
The barefoot boy danced the tarantella.
And a crowd of passersby of different skins and faiths and countries
Colorful coins at her feet.
Chorus:
There was a time many years ago:
He was the happiest boy in the world.
There was a time: someone was rich,
Someone was as free as the south wind.
Same city at noon,
Only after many years:
Instead of reckless dancing, a white Chevy.
You'll come with the sadness of long ago to the night pier,
Where you used to dance barefoot as a boy.
"The Island."
Beyond the coast, beyond the sea, beyond the sea, beyond the sea, the mountains are krꙋče,
The sky is full of stray birds, they should not be crushed,
But there's a very bad case.
You'll start all over again, you've brought a lot of people together,
You'll understand once, then you'll understand once, then you'll understand that it doesn't matter to me,
That there are foolish birds, and that it is no good,
Maybe he's the brave one.
Where you hide, but where you conceal yourself,
You take these men with you,
Ꙗ that mindless one, apparently, and ꙗ could ꙋ be with you, ѻy, ѻy, ѻy, ѻy, ѻy
You're just a lonely island,
On the sea, where so often, ships were sinking,
Maybe your fate will help you,
And you will no longer be a prisoner of love.
What stands forever is only talk,
You will understand everything once, but maybe very soon,
You are yourself, somewhere, as if you were wrestling in the sea,
You can't be different, that's for sure ꙗ I can't hide it,
In the sky the birds are fluttering, in the sea the fish are chattering,
They only want to argue with someone.
Beyond the coast the sea, the sea, beyond the sea the mountains are steeper,
There's birds in the sky and they'd better not crash,
But it's more likely
You're gonna start over, you've made a lot of people crazy,
I'll figure it all out one day, because I don't care,
That there are stray birds, and it's no good,
Maybe I'm the brave one.
Where you're wandering, well, where you're hiding,
You of the people take me with you,
I'm the crazy one, apparently, and I can be with you, oh, oh, oh.
It's just that you're a lonely island,
On the sea, where so often, ships sank,
Maybe fate will help you,
And you will no longer be a prisoner of love.
What stands forever, the rest is talk,
You'll realize it all one day, but maybe very soon,
You are yourself, somewhere, like a storm at sea,
You can't be any other way, I'm sure I can't hide that,
There are stray birds in the sky, fish chattering in the sea,
All they want to do is argue with someone.
Bonꙋsnaꙗ song - Angelica Varꙋm's "Gorodok".
Oh, I want to burst into the town.
There are three houses on our property,
Where everything is simple and familiar for a day.
Where he visits without being asked,
Where there is no envy or malice sweet home.
Where births are celebrated.
And forever they see off the whole courtyard.
Time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time, time,
And the neighbors went away, some to their homes.
And when the houses were demolished,
You and me, my friend, walking is not a problem.
Once a year a letter is written,
Merry Christmas and long life.
Exactly eight quiet lines.
And some other handwriting, everyone, hello.
Chorus:
Oh, I wish I could go back,
Oh, I want to burst into the town.
There are three houses on our property,
Where everything is simple and familiar for a day.
Where he visits without being asked,
Where there is no envy or malice sweet home.
Where births are celebrated.
And forever they see off the whole courtyard.
Solo.
Only in dreams come the faces
To know not half of it is the world's wickedness.
A year has passed - a postal worker
I opened two newspapers, no letters.
Ah, I'm so excited to burst into town.
To our street of three houses,
Where everything is simple and familiar, for a day.
Where they visit without asking,
Where there is no envy or malice.
Nice house,
Where births are celebrated
And the whole yard will see you off forever.
Time, time the snows are circling,
And the neighbors went their separate ways.
And when the houses were demolished,
You and I, my friend, were joking:
Not a problem.
Once a year, a letter is scarce,
Merry Christmas
And many more years.
Exactly eight wild lines
And a different kind of handwriting,
Hey, everybody.
Only in dreams do faces come,
I don't recognize the half of it,
The light is bright.
It's been a year, the mailbox
I open it, two newspapers.
No e-mails.