👉 Here is the beautiful German legend (inspiration for this music video): The little angel with only one wing Once upon a time there was a little angel in heaven who accompanied people with such closeness and tenderness that he felt the irresistible desire not only to hover over the earth with his wings and protect people, but he wanted to be on their streets himself go, become one of them. One day he saw on the ground a poppy flower that had just blossomed. It seemed to the little angel that he had never felt such a beautiful red in heaven and his longing to belong on earth grew. So he stepped before God's face and asked: "Let me come to earth, let me become a man among men." Then an exalted, wise angel came and said: "Do you also know that there is not only sun and flowers on earth? There are storms and bad weather and all sorts of uncomfortable things." Yes," replied the little angel, "I know that. But I also saw a person who had the strength to open a large umbrella so that two people could fit under it." It seemed to me that no storm could harm them." Then God smiled at the little angel. Time passed and one day the little angel appeared before God's face again and said: "I have seen more of the world. It pulls me down more and more." Then the sublime, wise angel stepped up again and replied: "Do you also know that there is fog and frost and a lot of different types of black ice in the world?" Then the little angel answered: "Yes, I know about some dangers, but I also saw people who shared their warm cloaks. And other people, they walked arm in arm on black ice." Then God smiled at the little angel again. When some time had passed, the little angel came before God for the third time and asked: "Let me become a man. The poppy blooms so beautifully red on earth! My heart is full of longing to contribute to this blossoming." Then the sublime, wise angel stepped very close to the little angel and asked in a serious voice: "Have you really looked enough, seen the suffering and misery, seen the tears and fears, sickness, sin and death?" The little angel replied in a firm voice: “I have also seen the gloomy, sad and terrible things. But I also saw a man drying someone's tears, forgiving someone who was guilty, and reaching out to someone who was dying. I saw a mother who rocked her sick, emaciated child through many nights and never tired of humming the old soft tune of hope. That's the kind of person I want to be." Then the sublime, wise angel stepped back and God gave the little angel his blessing and gave him a lot of heavenly light for the long journey. Before the little angel descended to earth, the sublime, wise angel took off one wing and the other wing became invisible. Then the little angel asked, "My God, how am I supposed to get ahead and find my way back without wings?" Finding that out will be your life's work," he heard God's voice say tenderly. A baby was born that night. His mother, still numb from pain and exertion, took the child in her arms, saw the light of heaven shining like a wreath of curls around the child's head and whispered: "Welcome among us, my little angel." For a long time one could see the light of heaven around the child. But as life goes, it defiles even the purest and brightest lights. All the many influences, the hardship and the struggle did the rest. Soon no one saw that man carried a heavenly light within himself. The invisible wing made itself felt here and there, but what was perceived by the child as a dreamy, floating step appeared more as an unsteady swaying in the adolescent and then only as a limp and stumbling in the adult. The longer the man who was once an angel walked the dusty and stony paths of life, climbed the arduous stairs, stumbled down the sheer thorny slopes, the more he had forgotten where he came from and why he was wandering here. All that remained was his great love for the little red poppies that bloomed along roadsides and in poor meadows. Man encountered much suffering on his way through life. Although he was sometimes able to dry a tear or share his bread with someone who was starving, most of the mysteries remained and he realized more and more how little he could do and how much he had to leave behind unfinished. His strength is only enough for very little and it often seemed to him that his life had no effect. But every spring the poppies bloomed along the roadsides and gladdened people's hearts. After a particularly long, cold winter, in which man had scarcely found enough warmth and shelter, space and food, friendship and bread, he could only move slowly and with difficulty. He had to take many breaks and fell asleep by the wayside from exhaustion. Then he saw far above him on an unreachable high rock a small meadow full of red poppies. Man rubbed his eyes. So red, so red the poppy blossomed! When he saw these flowers, he wished so much that he could give such a flower and such a clear, heartfelt red as a sign of love to all the people he met and all the animals around him. Then he noticed a hiker next to him, just as tired, just as marked by the long road as he was. "Where do you look so full of longing and full of melancholy?" he asked. Look at the poppies there. That should be the color of our love." Don't you know how quickly these kinds of flowers wither, how wonderful they are?" came the wanderer's question. The man who was once an angel whispered, "I know of their mortality. Nevertheless there is no redder red in the world and in my heart. These flowers are like love, even if the outside withers, their red remains in the soul" Then the two people looked into each other's faces and recognized the last spark of heavenly light in the other's eyes. They saw where they came from, where they had gone and where they were going. And they each saw a wing on themselves. They hugged each other with joy. Then the miracle happened. They reached the poppy field, together they could fly, because humans are angels with only one wing - in order to fly they have to hug each other. At that hour God in heaven said: You found out what you were going for and I sent you out. Your poppy is blooming in heaven now, come home! (author unknown) (autom. translated)

It's sooo lovely to see these older videos again. This was one of the first films of Dimash's that I saw. . Love your reactions of Dimash, Keep em coming - Please

opéra with Dimash. ....... TU VAS ME DÉTRUIRE...........

Close your eyes and sing with Dimash.

Vídeo espetacular! Música incrível! Dimash simplesmente extraordinário e apaixonante! Transcendental! 👏🏻👏🏽👏🏾👏🏾👏🏼👏👏🏿🎶🎶❤️❤️🇧🇷🇧🇷

Hola querido! Me encanta ver cómo disfrutas escuchar a Dimash! Es una de mis canciones favoritas! Crees que haya alguien que la pueda interpretar mejor? Saludos desde México! ❤️💕🇲🇽❤️💕🇲🇽

ДПЙДИ ДАУ. пожалуйста,послушайте,концерт в Астане.🙏🙏🙏👍👍👏👏♥️♥️✌️🕊️🕊️🌍🌍🇧🇾

Hi 🇧🇷 Thank you for your reaction ! Beautiful,but live is even better❤

Un video hermoso como todo lo que hace mi príncipe kazajo gracias x tu reacción 💕 ♥️

I know most prefer the live version of this song but I am very visual and feel this video is pure visual ecstasy.😍 This video is displaying the old story of Red Angels. I am a big lover of dance and the dancers are magnificent here. Of course Dimash shares his stunning vocals in this very touching love song. Dimash sure has a weakness for love songs.❤ Thank you for sharing this video with us.👍 🥰🥰Much love from a Canadian Dear🇨🇦

❤❤❤Es una de mis favoritas.Dimash es tan especial en esta canción.Hace derroche de sus cualidades vocales.Es un genio. Gracias por la reacción

This video is full of symbolism. The swans represent angels. There are demons too but you might have not noticed them, they are very subtle. They are black and scary looking and at the beginning they are actually pulling the wings off of the angels. Look closely, once you see them you can't unsee them. This is a story of the war between angels and demons, good and evil. During the scene of the high rock (mountain?) There is a demon standing on the top with his arms raised, also there is the scene of the demon pulling the angel off the mountain. It gave me chills to watch it. The director and producer are Ukranian and this story is based on a Eastern European folk tale. It is much deeper than a simple love song. I enjoyed your reaction very much!

❤❤❤❤❤Thank you

Maravilloso!! Usted tiene que verlo cantar en vivo ❤️ nunca falta en sus conciertos esta hermosa canción, véalo la que cantó en su concierto de Almaty, muchas gracias, saludos cordiales desde Perú

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👉 The music video 'The Love of Tired Swans' was released on April 18, 2019. Dimash sang the song for the first time on March 8, 2018, International Women's Day in the Moscow Kremlin. Even if Lara Fabian had sung the song before - kzfaq.info/get/bejne/m9GIlKiV3avZg3k.html, it was completely revised. Mikhail Gutseriev, (lyrics) Igor Krutoy (composer) The great music video was shot in the highlands of Spain and was named one of the best music videos of the year in Russia. * Badoev (*1981), Ukrainian film director, music video director, screenwriter, TV producer, TV presenter and music producer of Ossetian origin explained that the plot of the 'Love of Tired Swans' video was inspired by an old German legend about a one-winged angel. This angel will only become perfect again and able to fly once it has found the right mate. (Dimash and the girl - both fall from the rock but they have 2 wings together). Badoev made a real film with his fictional and mystical angelic world (allusion to our broken world?). The specialty of the video is that, as often as you watch it, you always discover something new. Today Badoev is most notable for his prize-winning work as music video director. He has directed more than 500 music videos. He is known for often producing cruel images. Lara Fabian made a video with Badoev and turned it down when it was finished, because of the gruesome scenes. (video on KZfaq) * You should see the background video: kzfaq.info/get/bejne/hpt5Z8d_vLWZqp8.html (Thanks to all Dears who helped to complete the information)

Thank you for your reaction. One of my favorites. Dimash's music videos are very cinematic. This was another masterpiece written by Igor Krutoy.

I love your amazement!🤭I swear it’s gone stay with you for years! You will NEVER get used to the phenomenon that our Dimash is!❤ thank you for the reaction!🙏🏻

😮❤👍🏆🏆🏆🏆🎵🎼 Dimash is the best, the one and only, a living legend... Dimash is everything ❤🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆🏆👍🎵🎼😄🏆

I have many Dimash songs that I consider favorites and I can't decide which one is better. However, I can say with certainty this one song is my absolute favorite song. It wasn't until I started listening to Dimash that I realized how incredibly beautiful songs are in Russian. Unfortunately it is also a very difficult language, at least for me. Love Of Tired Swans is also a song written by Igor Krutoy, although Lara Fabian sang it for the first time. The only thing I don't get is why do you react to the music videos? If you are not interestet in the contend but only in his singing (what is totally ok) then you should react to the live versions. You close your eyes so often that you miss the whole meaning of the music video. Greetings and love from Germany👋

A favorite song of mine. I enjoy the live performances of this song much more than the video. Nothing beats Watching Dimash sing live. Peace

😍😍😍😍😍😍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍👍💖💖💖💖💖💖💖💖

One of my favorites Dimash songs ❤❤❤ Great reaction 👍😊

Thank you so much for another lovely reaction to Dimash👍😊

One of my favorites songs. Is simply amazing

Gracias por tu reaccion !!! Me encanta. Esta cancion es una de mis favoritas, el autor es Igor Krutoy, el pianista que aparece en muchos videos de Dimash, que realmente hicieron maravillas trabajando juntos, la cancion es hermosa, el video es buenisimo y la voz de Dimash , insuperable. Saludos desde Argentina.

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Always fantastic!

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Do swans fall in love? Swans. Swans form monogamous pair bonds that last for many years, and in some cases, these bonds can last for life. Their loyalty to their mates is so storied that the image of two swans swimming with their necks entwined in the shape of a heart has become a nearly universal symbol of love.