Krymsky (Crimean) Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

“Every Russian person looking at Moscow feels that she is a mother; every foreigner looking at it and not knowing its maternal meaning, should feel the feminine character of this city, Napoleon felt it”

Excerpt from War and Peace,

novel by Leon Tolstoi

Bolshoy Kamenny Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

 

“Moscow was an enormous city, but there was nowhere to go in it.”

Aleksandr Solzhenitsyn

Painting of the Patriarchal Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

“The officials wanted the cathedral to look modern. The main mistake was bronze and plastic bas-relieves of saints on the cathedral façade. But achange of material was only half the trouble. Sculptors who created these bas-relives for some reason made them look like a caricature. All saints looked like dolls… It can be easily proved if you look at the original bas-relief stored in Donskoy Monastery.”

Aleksey Denisov,

architect of Moscow Cahedral

Zhivopisny Bridge crossing the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

Moscow,
extraneously apprehensive,
shiny towers of gold
cold as ice
Moscow
that once knew you
knows how your pulse has been burning
as days have gone by
...

Lyrics of the song Moskva

Vikingarna

Old Bolshoy Kamenny Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

Moscow, who are you?
Echantress or enchanted?Forger of freedom
or fettered lady?
What thought furrows your brow
as you plot your worldwide plot?
Are you a shining window
into another age?
O Moscow, are you femme fatale
...

Poem by Velimir Khlebnikov

Zaryadye Park Floating Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

“The park should describe the Russian soul, a place where you can hide and where you can also see everything around you.”

Petr Kudryavtsev,

one of the designers of the Zaryadye Park

Painting of the Bolshoy Kamenny Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

Through wars, fires, the ages,

This scarlet sound flies through the air

This sound rings from afar

It is the heart of Russia ringing.

In the bright gold of its holy domes

The face of the sun is proudly multiplied

With the return of the two-headed eagle

The Russian languages lives on.

Moscow! The bells are ringing.

Moscow! Golden domes.

Moscow! In the gold of your icons

Runs the chronicle of the ages.

Moscow, song by Oleg Gazmanov

Crimean Bridge crossing the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

I follow the Moskva
Down to Gorky Park
Listening to the wind of change
     An August summer night
     Soldiers passing by
     Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in
And did you ever think
That we could be so close, like brothers
     The future's in the air
     I can feel it everywhere
     Blowing with the wind of change

Lyrics from Wind of change

Scorpions

Bolshoy Kamenny Bridge crossing the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

 Oh, Moscow, Moscow! I love you, as a son, 
As the russian man - so strongly, ardently and gently! 
I love your grey hair's sacred shine
And love this cogged and placid Kremlin.
Thus vainly thought the alien sovereign, 
That he can try to measure power
With you, the hundred-year giant, 
To overthrow you. His striking
Failed to attain the desired goal: 
You winced one time -he falled on ground! 
And quiet was all universe...
You are the only heir of the glory -
The stately, living and imposing! 

Moscow, Moscow, by Lyudmila Purgina

Krymsky Most (Crimean Bridge) over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

A nobleman Stephan Kuchka, while out hunting one day, was saved from a wild boar by a double-headed eagle. The eagle seized the boar and dropped its corpse on a nearby hill. According to ghe legend Kuchka founded a village on this hill that would lateer become Moscow and the two-headed bird thus becaome the symbol of the russian royal house.

Legend about the founding of Moscow

New Arbat Bridge over the River Moskva in Moscow (Russia )

Borodinsky Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

Not even a whisper is to be heard in the garden, everything has calmed down until dawn. If you only knew how dear they are to me the evenings near Moscow!The river is moving and (sometimes) not, all made of the moons silver. A song sounds and is not to be heard In those quiet evenings.

Lyrics of Moscow Nights,

Vladimir Troshin

Bogdan Khmelnitsky Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

"Who wants to understand Russia, should know Moscow"

Anton Chekhov

Great Bridge in the Tsaritsyno Park, Moscow (Russia)

" Enough .Living here is mpossible! This is a crypt , not a palace "

Tsarina Katherine the Great

when first visiting the Tsaritsyno

Patriarshy Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

Here in my Moscow – cupolas gleaming!

Here, in my Moscow – great bells ringing!

And the tombs here, facing,

Of Tsarinas, and the Tsars.

You’ll not know, at dawn in the Kremlin,

It’s easiest to breathe – in this world, I mean!

You’ll not know, at dawn in the Kremlin

I pray for you – till it’s dark!

And you stroll beside your Neva;

At that time, beside the Moskva,

Here I stand, with head bowed lower,

In the bright streetlight’s arc.

With my weight of insomnia, I love you,

With my weight of insomnia, I hear you,

At that time, in the Kremlin, too,

...

Marina Tsvetaieva

Bolshoy Moskvoretsky Bridge on the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

"We stood on that eminence that overlooks the whole city and saw Moscow stretching to the horizon, a huge city. There were black piled clouds in the sky, but the sun shone underneath and glittered on the golden domes of the Kremlin. It is a city of great buildings, and little old wooden houses with wooden lace around the windows, a curious, moody city, full of character."

John Steinbeck

Bridge over the lake of the Tsaritsyno Park in Moscow (Russia) painted by Aristarch Lentulov

Cubismo no es una forma, sino una estética, e incluso un estado de ánimo, por lo que es inevitablemente que esté conectado con cada manifestación del pensamiento contemporáneo. Es posible inventar una técnica, pero no se puede inventar toda la complejidad de un estado de ánimo.

Juan Gris

Patriarshy Bridge over the Moskva River in Moscow (Russia)

"Moscow did not know what to attach herself to, whom to go and see, in order to live happily and normally. There was no joy for her in houses, she found no peace in the warmth of stoves or the light of table-lamps. She loved the fire that came from logs in stoves, and she loved electricity, but she loved them as though she herself was not a human being but that very same fire or electricity, the excitation of a force that brings about peace and happiness on earth."

From the novel Happy Moscow

Andrei Platonov