Ballet

For the first time I watched ballet in the Bolshoi Theatre in Moscow. It was a performance (production?) of "Spartacus" with music by Aram Khachaturian. I was under the impression. нужно либо продолжить фразу с that либо  ближайший аналог нашего "я была под впечатлением" будет It made a lasting impression on me,  It was so beautiful... (it) Didn't matter (that) I was standing on a balcony, because I had a cheap student's ticket. The music and the dancing were so exciting! They carried me away to another world, the amazing world of art. At that time I wasn't interested in a ballet and I didn’t know who played the star (leading?) parts, like Spartacus, Crassus, Phrygia, Egina… But they must have been be very famous. When one of them appeared on the scene, the audience started applauding at once. But I saw in them only the heroes characters they wasere playing. Maybe  in a way there it was to my  my original advantage.
Now I understand how difficult is ballet is, how much strength should be put into every step of this dance. Of course I have never done this, but I saw rehearsals and ballet dancer’s lives behind the scenes. It’s so hard. And sometimes there are so many tears hidden behind the beauty of art.
And now when I see ballet, I can’t forget it. I respect dancers and applaud for their skill. And when I sit somewhere oin the first places front row, I can hear heavy blows of their jumps on a the scene. It does not disturb me, it just half-opens a curtain of how it is made created and it wonders me every time.
But I remember my first experience, when I was amazed by the lightness of the ballet. It looked like the dancers were weightless. They were like fantastic personages characters, who can move into through\in the air.
So, why not? Ballet is art, where everything is possible.