plz don't cut off my wings

A loosely associated flock of songs I like. Mostly folk-related, from a variety of countries, heavy on Eastern Europe but could be anything, really, as long as it's not bland. I like both "pure" traditional stuff and modern interpretations/crossovers.

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Pure nostalgia! This used to be on one of the what, 4 or 5 videotapes we owned when I was a kid.

I assumed it was about the soul-crushing effects of capitalism and civilization, but I read in the comments that Peter Gabriel said it was about jealousy???! Pft.

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Lous and The Yakuza - Dilemme (Clip officiel)

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eartha kitt, i want to be evil

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Otava Yo’s newest video!

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Zala Kralj & Gašper Šantl - Sebi

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Aldous Harding - The Barrel

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I’ve been looking for this song for so long but I couldn’t remember what it was called or who it was by, and I finally remembered that it was on the Wizard Women of the North compilation album!

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Od Ebra do Dunava Live in Vilnius - 

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Oisya, tui oisya--Moskovski Kazachi Khor/Moscow Cossack Choir

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Hrdza - Stephen

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my new favorite album

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‘You, the Cossacks, the Cossacks’ by Kuban Cossack Choir.

Rough translation:

You, the Cossacks, the Cossacks,

You are military men,

Nobody loves you.

A Warshawian girl-butterfly fell in love with a Cossack,

She took his hand and led him into the room,

She offered him a sit on a bed, then she begin to kiss him.

She kissed him, she caressed him, she called him ‘my soul’,

‘My soul, you are a brave young Cossack,

Teach me some Russian (language), and I’ll teach you come French.

How to tell in Russian: give me, girl, my boots?

In French (it wiil be): oi, jurli, jurli, jurli.*

You, the Cossacks, the Cossacks,

You are military men,

Nobody loves you.

*no real french, just onomatopoeia.