Yana Doneva’s comment to “Vseki den” about the Bulgarian participant of “Eurovision“
I don’t know if there are limits to love, but on Wednesday evening we all realized that for the voice of Sophie Marinova, there are none. How good of a singer do you have to be to walk out on a stage alone and perform it in such a way that the audience erupts. Not having a false tone and being so confident in yourself that you don’t leave a choice to either the jury or the fans.
And she can do it, and that’s why she deservedly left for Baku. And it would be silly and unwarranted for pop and pop greats to resent it, because when you’re born with talent, no one can take it from you or challenge it. Unlike many others, Sophie did not renounce the genre, did not try to cheat it and enter the skin of a pop star, but remained true to herself. She was primary! Well, that’s what she is, but that’s what makes her songs real, filled with sincere, human emotions.
And in the end, her job is to sing, not to philosophize – we have enough of the latter and we often wonder why we have them. She was a gypsy! Yes, and she does not hide it, and we have accepted, albeit reluctantly, the fact that in our country the pop folk stars, those who can really sing, are Roma. Now, however, even her biggest enemies must admit that if we have a chance at Eurovision, it lies precisely in the song “Love Without Borders”.
And let the snobs shut up when they hear that a simple “I love you” sung in 12 languages has brought victory for Bulgaria in Azerbaijan. Because here we may grumble against pop folk, but in Europe it is exotic and there is nothing in that so fatal So Sophie, Mon Chéri*, go to Baku and blow them away with your voice, as you did in Sofia.
Mon Chéri* – my darling (a phrase from the chorus of Sophie Marinova’s song “Love Without Borders”)
#Baku #hold #shes #coming
