Just an echo- Tatiana Stepa
Every time a singer dies, people say that the songs will live forever. But the truth is the living voice and the spirit behind it will not be here anymore.
A great folk singer died today, a crystal voice that sparkled all though our young years. A brave woman who had performed a few days ago, despite her terminal illness, who considered her life filled with undeserved miracles. A modest artist who never accepted that she had sung well, but always said it was just the wonderful audience.
She was born in a family and in a town where everyone was a miner, and she worked in a mine too when she was forbidden to perform on a stage, in Ceausescu's regime. Her songs always had a special message: about love and its power over everything, even death, about lonely people like trees without a forest, about every woman's life, rights and pain.
I found it very difficult to choose one song, but here is "Song in the Night", telling about her struggle stumbling to find her way in the dark on a stone path. Maybe it's the most appropriate.
3 comments:
Voices get trapped in the time to keep on sending messages. These spirits are so strong in life that they never leave us forever.
Whenever you need a breeze, whenever you feel an emotion Tatiana's echo will be there.
The loss is great but what remains after her is greater still.
Thanks. I think you are right, she leaves something to us, even as volatile as it is, but this was her way of giving. And that's what matters.
And I have just found out that Tatiana has left behind a last song, a last message called Song for Friends, in which she's leaving to those who had loved her all she had: her way to the moon, her heart in their palms, her lonely trees, her mad fight for life and her only richness- her songs. These are her words.
One week ago she had her last performance, although she needed to discreetly go backstage to have painkiller injections. But she lived on singing, in every way.
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