Spring rains
by Anastasija Kraineva
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Title
Spring rains
Artist
Anastasija Kraineva
Medium
Painting - Oil On Canvas
Description
Anastasija Kraineva,oil on canvas, 2010, Landscape on a rainy day, impressionism, expressionism, oil painting
Uploaded
January 20th, 2012
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Comments (26)
Petko Pemaro
Радий, що вам сподобалося відео! Поширення серед його друзів. Пісня відео моя улюблена пісня лежить прямо в моє серце!
Petko Pemaro
yellow willow mold. (REFRAIN) You grew up with you, we here honey color. Parted ways in the wide world. (REFRAIN) Nightingale's song in the grove sang. On willow path over again recalled. (REFRAIN).
Petko Pemaro
Smelling blossom as bloom, White spring. And the years go, go, do not bring them. (REFRAIN): stile my fence, a path on the edge. As I remember about you, Warmth on the soul. / 2p. In the valley the path we have conducted. We wreathen yellow willow mold. (REFRAIN) You grew up with you, we here honey color. Parted ways in the wide world. (REFRAIN) Nightingale's song in the grove sang. On willow path over again recalled. (REFRAIN).
Petko Pemaro
Vivian, Anastasija Kraineva is from Ukraine (Kiev) and I chose a background video of a beautiful Ukrainian song which is sung to the occurrence of spring in nature and the soul of man. This is an electronic translation of the lyrics: Smelling blossom as bloom, White spring. And the years go, go, do not bring them. (REFRAIN): stile my fence, a path on the edge. As I remember about you, Warmth on the soul. / 2p. In the valley the path we have conducted. We wreathen yellow willow mold. (REFRAIN) You grew up with you, we here honey color. Parted ways in the wide world. (REFRAIN) Nightingale's song in the grove sang. On willow path over again recalled. (REFRAIN).