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Golos (Russian: Голос, Voice) was a Russian political and literary newspaper, edited and published in Saint Petersburg in 1863-1885 by Andrey Krayevsky. One of the most successful Russian newspapers of the 19th century (its circulation in 1877 reached 22,630 and was rising), Golos supported the liberal capitalist reforms in Russia. In its first five years the newspaper received 11 official warnings and 3 bans, one of which resulted in a six month gap. The newspaper's major contributors were Vasily Bilbasov (since 1871 an actual editor-in-chief), Alexey Pleshcheyev, Nikolay Albertini, Vladimir Bezobrazov, Vasily Modestov, Yevgeny Markov, Pyotr Yefremov, Lev Panyutin, Grigory Gradovsky, Alexander Gradovsky, Vladimir Zotov, Pyotr Nechayev, Arseny Vvedensky, Leonid Polonsky and Feofil Tolstoy among others.
For the Russian NGO, see GOLOS Association
Golos (Russian: Голос, also known in English as "Voice"), is a 1982 psychological drama set in Soviet Union. Based on the screenplay of the same name by Natalya Ryazantseva and directed by Ilya Averbakh. This is the last film by director Ilya Averbakh.
Actress Yulia Martynova (played by Natalia Sayko) is starring in a new film, but in the middle of the film production she is suddenly hospitalized with a serious illness. Film director (played by Leonid Filatov) is emotionally involved, he becomes frustrated, but the actress comes back from her hospital bed to the studio to continue her work in post-production. Yulia cannot imagine her character speaking with a voice of another actress, so she is dealing with her condition, taking drugs to overcome her pain, in order to contribute her original voice to the film. Cast and crew members are helping the star to overcome, and her original voice brings new depth and meaning to the film, after her death.
...Let's go...
I've been lovin' u for here long knowin' I was never clear
But I have no fear today cause I'm gonna say
What I gotta say, I don't wanna play the role
Bustin' through the door, I'm gonna take ur heart fo' sure, oh
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
Put ur hands in the air, in the air, in the air
I'm gonna play my cards from here
And take this gamble sure
My words are gonna fumble, but this beat is mighty humble
Ain't goin nowhere, sure I'm scared but my life's a dare
And baby u just got so much flare, we'll be the perfect pair
I'm gonna share my mind with u, u've been blinded
My life's been blue, I'm takin u, I'm takin u
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
Put ur hands in the air, in the air, in the air
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up
Put ur hands in the air, in the air, in the air
In the air, in the air, in the air
When I first met u, I wanted to wet u
Not a gun but a different content, sexual
U tried to run, I still get u
Steel metal not needed, a whole 'nother meaning
Don't want ur gold, want ur soul
Control ur heartbeatin, cause when I start squeezin that muscle
That's the trigger, than I got u nigga, in ya
Chopper spinners, got ur bodyguards wit cha
Diamond dog tag chain swingin, I had them thangs ringin
This is a robbery, no one's gettin free
Till that man, he comes with me
Put ur hands up in the air, it's a stick up
I'm gon take ur heart from here, now let's fix up