tv Spasibo za vernost potomki Prazdnichnii kontsert 1TV May 8, 2024 6:40pm-9:01pm MSK
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it is snowing and hailing so hard that the green lawns and flowering trees are covered with a white veil, and so on in a circle. by the evening, according to the forecast, even stronger winds of up to 20 m/s will increase. the ministry of emergency situations issued an emergency warning. as for the air temperature, which is now abnormally low, it is reported that it will drop further. frosts overnight, tomorrow morning it will be -6 in moscow and the region. several more regions and a blizzard found themselves in the arctic bag, as experts called everything that was happening. petersburg, and also in the cities of the urals and siberia, i just want to say, not the month of may. and that’s all for now, thank you for being with us, there ’s a festive concert right now, thank you for your loyalty, descendants. us.
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those who have returned from the war, do not forget the terrible years, when the volga water boiled, the earth was drowning in the fury of fire, and there was neither night nor day, we fought along the banks of the volga, enemy divisions, new ones, were heading towards the wave. our great soldier survived, but the immortal stalingrad survived, let us bow to those great years, those glorious commanders and soldiers.
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we will bow to both the marshal of the country and the private, both the dead and the living, to all those who must not be forgotten. let us bow, let us bow, friends, with the whole world, with all the people, with the whole earth, let us bow for that great battle, year after year, from battle to battle again, solutes took off into the night. over moscow, having ended
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the war with victory, we returned spring to the entire planet, that great mortal battle is over, the world is turning blue in the sky above you, above our eternal mother river, above the glorious soldier’s head. those great years are coming to an end, all the glorious commanders and fighters, the keel of the country was given, bowed down and dead. and alive, to all those
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defenders of the fatherland, heroes of the second world war, they hoped that this war would become the last one. they believed that russia's future enemies would be smart enough not to repeat the mistakes of history, that they would not take the path that numerous conquering armies had followed, and for whom russia was not a trophy.
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let's get up, let's get up, while you and i are still alive, and the truth is behind us, there's someone on top of us looks, with their own eyes, they smiled like children, they walked into the sky, we will stand and... closer to them we will stand, we will stand, we will stand, we will stand, while the lord is with us, and the truth is with us, we will say thank you for giving us the victory given, for
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those who have found their heaven, are no longer with us, we will stand up. let's get up, let's get up, let's start a song, let's get up, beats stronger in our chests, our eternal memory, between us, let's stand up, the heroes of russia will remain in our hearts. to the end, let's stand up and remember all those who were lost in this fire, who went to die for freedom, and not for metal, i
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having risen, we will rise, we have risen, the old one beats stronger in our eternal chest. the memory between us, inserted, the hero of russia will remain in our hearts to the end. it seemed that the flowers were cold, and they were slightly weeping from the dew, the king, who was walking through the grasses and
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bushes, searched with german binoculars, a flower in dew drops, the border guard leaned all over the flower , extended his hands to them, and the germans, having finished their coffee drink, at that moment they climbed into the tanks, closed the hatches, everything breathed such silence that the whole earth was still... asleep, it turned out, who knew that there were only 5 minutes left between peace and war, i wouldn’t sing about anything else about nothing, i would have glorified my journey all my life when i sounded the alarm for these 5 minutes as a modest trumpeter from parma. come on, huge country,
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he pushes the huge one onto the floor. the tombass is crowded with broad words, call sign odessa, call sign rostov, varkuta from sochi, sakhalin for smoke, sevastopol very much evokes the crimea, and the call sign ural sounds in due course, the volga flows into the call sign baikal, calls formidable, murmansk ostana, and frost flies,
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one for all, we don’t stand for the price... one for all, we don’t stand for the price, mortal fire awaits us, yet, it is powerless, doubts go away into the night, separate , our tenth airborne battalion, our tenth airborne battalion, as soon as there is fire, another order sounds, the postman will go crazy looking for us, a red rocket takes off, the machine gun hits tirelessly, and that means we need one, victory, one for all, we are not at a price let's stand,
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we won't stand alone for everyone at a price, a deadly fire awaits us, it's still powerless, doubt a separate tenth of our airborne battalion, our tenth airborne battalion, is leaving into the night, from kursk and orel, the war has brought us to the very enemy gates, such is the case. someday we will remember this, and we won’t believe it ourselves, but now we need one, victory, one for all, we won’t stand up for the price, one for all we won’t stand for the price,
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we will sing, we will walk, for you, motherland, mother, for the country three times, hurray, for you, motherland, i love you, mother, you walked with me. this path, you believed, knew, patience and in we will overcome everything, mom, as you taught, i believed, i fought, i went to the end, mom, we won, i believed, i knew that it would always be like this, through thorns in the stars, through joy and tears. the banner of our homeland flies proudly over us
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, head up, raise for you, motherland , mother, we will stand for you to the end , we will sing, we will walk for you. homeland suit for the country three cheers for you homeland i’m walking across the field whispering to myself, i love you, i’m walking across the sea, quietly singing, u... i love you, a crane wedge is flying across the sky,
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homeland i’m your son forever, no matter where it was me my heart, my homeland, you are mine! camilla, today the general’s car was blown up, what if it happens again, it’s dangerous, you shouldn’t go, i forbid you, but i’m 100% sure, there’s no blowing up during the harvest season. and it can’t be, i didn’t think that death would happen so quickly, and it wasn’t my brother who was arrested, the military
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ordered it, the reptile, he’s taking revenge on me on purpose , he’s taking revenge, for that, don’t shoot, you hear, you don’t have to shoot, according to the laws of war, the enemy is behind you, watch the time after the program, for the eightieth anniversary of the liberation of crimea. from the nazi invaders, detected, not it is necessary, please, i beg you, do not shoot, i beg you, do not, please, machine, add two nodes, we should be there in an hour, quiet, quiet, quiet, quiet, if we have the code, we can start a radio game with the russians, in the square 19:23, expect transport 0 hours, one mile from the coastline, answer, the execution has begun, there is, it worked, your task is to be, what, who you are, a wounded soviet soldier, the line is not to open fire ,
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that's ours! these are the kind of our defenses that also looked like a wounded red army soldier broke through, stop it madness, i will give you mine maps, alexandrov, the owner of secret information that should not get to the germans, it is clear that they managed to transfer it, this folder contains junhans documents, all the spent cartridges are hidden, someone covered their tracks, saboteur, crimea may 9th first thing we're going to do, commander, what's up? order to carry out, we will liquidate alexandra, no, what do you mean no, let's go, let's go, kulemet, come on or die, we stand here for our people, for our homeland, we want to eradicate this fascism, which our grandfather eradicated, there is the front line, even the same structures are found in the great patriotic war, trenches, the first tank you had was the t-3476. yes, i am
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the commander, i am also the shooter. the tank has a ritual. what kind of ritual? well, i called it "memory". he saved me, his armor. everyone take shelter from german eyes in the area. are you calling them germans? well, of course. three shells rapid fire. two such vehicles got out and began unloading troops, we noticed them and hit two of these vehicles. it is not an option for foreign nato to fight against our armed forces. hooray! hooray! hooray! time has chosen us, so now we must try to ensure that there is peace. premiere, heroes, time chose us. may 10 on the first. in 1954, the first secretary of the cpsu central committee, nikita sergeevich khrushchev, decided to transfer crimea to ukraine from the barsky shoulder. he was sure, like the first bolsheviks, that none of this would matter. fanatic, tyrant. but there’s nothing
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there, as they like to say? an attempt to invest in the ukrainian bureaucracy or even a gift to my mother, who was born in western ukraine. the protocol was signed by nemalenkov, who presided, for some reason, khrushchev. a crime has been committed violation of three constitutions, by bodies that were not authorized to transfer the territory, accuses khrushchev of transferring crimea, after all , he transferred crimea not to romania, not bulgaria, not great britain, nor france, all this happened within the framework of the union state, when it was already planned.
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when the roll call went through the trenches, when we were having a conversation over tea, a tufted gray bird fluttered, over the edge of a no-man's, blanketed land, on a nearby willow tree the leaves swayed, and the echo of former, calm times, over a field deafened by thunder and roar, scattered silver ringing, i will breathe in spaciously. did the soldiers' chests of the spring air dampen the damp warmth, with the ears of the trench people catching an unexpected clear trill, the oldest of our circle said, curling up the fuzzy smoke, it's also not god who is all a bird, but how he is filled with joy at his own?
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on your shoulder until the dawn lie, whisper about love in the spring night, give birth to sons, give birth to daughters. carry out your eternal task, but fight dear, and endure dear, do not let the evil orrog sigh, we are a mountain for you, you are a stage for us, everything is with you, now... everything is equal
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us equally. how are we holding up, ask people, let them count, good people, how many women there are now in great russia, and after marriage they became widows, and fight, dear ones, and endure, dear ones. oh, don’t let the evil enemy sigh, you’re on fire for you, you’re on stage for us, everything is with you, now we’re equal.
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i would drink, but the fuse is not right, i would dance, but i don’t want to, this life is going on, the war is going on, it is not known what will end first, but fight , dear one, but endure, dear one. don’t let the evil enemy sigh, we are behind you, you are behind us, everything is between you and us, now it’s equal, we
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we stand behind you, we have our backs, everything is equal, come on! dear, endure, dear, everything is the same for you and me today, it ’s a dark night, only... bullets are whistling across the steppe, only the wind is humming in the wires, the stars are flickering dimly, on a dark night, you’re beloved, i know you’re not
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let's pray for all of our own, for our damned ones and strangers, for those who are merciless in their lives, there was a battle of lead fire, let's pray for those who dared, for those who lived and did not have time, who believed in god and family, who knew. then to the special king, who did not betray the memory of his ancestors, who was weak, but gave his life, for us, who waited from that war, defended the rear, let us pray and wait, as a mother always waits for her son, as a wife waits, relatives, without hesitating even for a day, let us pray for
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all of our own, for our loved ones and strangers, for those who are destitute in life, the battle of the lead fire was going on, let us pray for those who dared, for those who did not have time to live, who believed in god and... the family who knew the love of the light, let us pray, god is with you, with me, with us and the country, again the night is demonic, so spring comes, so the heart is warm. is forced out of service, again at night the moon
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is on duty with him alone, reflected as in mirrors, in these cloudy puddles, into the distance, his eyes gaze intently and migratory birds fly back proud birds, he, he is an example for the guys, those who also do not sleep, guard the borders. he is not for the sake of reward for duty to the fatherland and
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the heart of the word, he is an example for the guys, the detachment leaves into the night and he will keep his word to each of them, in the distance, the light is shining from the window, our faith is strong, there is strength in unity and courage, with him, with him we are calm a country. no matter what happens, give him the strength to win and return home!
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running, advancing again into the night, we drive away all fears in advance, we would like to tear the enemy apart, both day and night, give us more shells brother, it bursts like hail, where our enemy sits in the trenches, hung firmly, fists drank into blood again, and your heart breaks. from the chest, thoughts are filled only forward, flared up, stood up, because time does not wait, we will set the bar to two, we will tear and destroy the enemy with you, if suddenly we do not return from the war,
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give birth to children, because of us, boys. know, we are returning to the source, we are firing the trigger, we are bringing the deadline for victory closer, we will tear everyone apart into squabbles, a bloody battle has ensued, if you are behind me, we will return peace to the earth, we will break through for sure, we will break through like fists broken into blood again. your heart is tearing out of your chest, your thoughts are filled only forward, it flared up, you stood up, because time does not wait, we will set the sight bar at two, we will tear and destroy the enemy with you, the sphere of the wretched,
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we will return from the war, we will give birth to children. we are still boys, shoot, don’t let them approach, don’t let us come up, the bass group has come out to you, as i understand it, it’s customary to shower with a machine gun, why don’t you come down, center, quickly bring it into the car, center, lift here, we’re working with two singles, we’re working closely with singles, guys, take care of the cartridges.
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fists spilled into blood again, and your heart is torn from your chest, thoughts are filled only forward, you have flared up, because time does not wait, you aim the bar. we put it on two, we tear and destroy the enemy with you, with faith from god, we will return from the war, we will give birth to children, we are still boys, the word is feminine, men go to war, death is also a woman’s breed, but
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you can’t get married to her, but she betrothed you with a lead ring, tidied up the land like a master, and sharpened the wound with blood, finished off men’s bodies, and you remember, remember by the names of the attacking soldiers, because we knew, knew, knew , many of these guys, and you could, could, could have been in his place, if he didn’t leave, to protect you, not sparing yourself, in your soul... the fool has cooled down, then the place will be covered by a medal, memory like a woman howled,
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frightening away the pain of sadness like a bird, fate changed women, men, fathers and men, war, that what you did, you are a mistress from the face, and you remember, remember, remember, we will understand the attacking soldiers, because we knew, knew, knew, many of these guys, and you could, could, could refuse in his place, if he wouldn’t leave, to protect you, not sparing himself.
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cruelty, death, war, sometimes knocking on doors, sometimes on windows, who gave them female names, why the kind of female misfortune, but the grieving woman believes that a woman’s word victory will not allow men to die, and you remember, remember, remember, by name . attacking soldier, because we knew, knew, knew many of these guys, and you could
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could, could, could have been in his place, if he hadn’t left, to protect you, not sparing yourself, and you remember, remember, remember, by the names of those who attacked with... so, because we knew, knew, knew, many of these guys, and it could, could, could have been in his place if he had not gone to protect you without living himself.
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it’s heavy in my soul, the house is empty, there’s a family album on the table, our old one, in my thoughts i’m with you, behind you. i walk along all the roads together, in reality, you are in battle, and i am waiting, come home, boys, at home they are waiting for you, everyone pray, ask for help from all the angels, protect, preserve and return home,
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come home, dear ones, my heart aches strongly for you, beloved ones, you are the defenders of our homeland, and may god bless you, the photo of distant years has almost faded, a tunic, a bright look , medals on the chest, many years have passed. i remember that my grandfather returned to the house with victory, i know he would be proud of you. come home, boys, we are waiting for you and we are all praying for you, asking for help from all the angels, to protect, preserve and bring home,
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come home. and darlings, we love you and we are waiting, beloved, you are the defenders of our homeland, and may the lord protect you, bring you back! here home, boys, they are waiting at home, everyone is praying for you, asking for help from all the angels, protect, preserve and bring home, come home, dear ones, strength, spirit to you all, loved ones, you are the defenders of our homeland, may
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product of stellar group. both me and sasha sbroev, for the fact that we are not capable of being actors, all the teachers were dumbfounded by such severity, he was a man with incredible energy, magnetic, magical, that is, he could quietly, quietly, quietly, and then how to give, he i never felt or experienced myself as an old man, i always felt like a man, for vladimir’s birthday. on
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the first. a hereditary aristocrat and the best employee of the english intelligence services. head of the special detection department. soviet intelligence officers on british territory, he he, of course, had an exceptional gift; he didn’t tell anything, but they told him everything. kim philby, the brilliant soviet intelligence agent, neither churchel nor roosevelt knew what stalin knew, and he knew almost everything thanks to kim philby. 30 years on the verge of exposure, 4 years continuously.
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a little plastr. our war is for the nightingale, the nightingale, because the nightingale has its own life, the soldier does not sleep, remember in the house and the garden are green above the pond, where the nightingales sing all night, in that house they are waiting for the soldier. solavin salovy do not disturb the saudat of the soldiers.
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there are fewer and fewer of us, but there were many of us. but i was so stunned the road, our wounds ached, our bones turned white, we ate the soldiers' bravery along with our porridge, there are fewer and fewer of us, we are going farther, it was we who extinguished the buchenval furnaces, our companies stood there, our souls sat, death came to us in the trench cracks to bask . there are fewer and
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you for letting me smoke, let 's light a cigarette, comrade one by one, let's light a cigarette, my comrade, let's light a smoke, comrade, let's light a cigarette, my comrade, when there are no traces of the nazis, to our own beloved, we will come again, we will remember how we walked to the west through ukraine, someday we will remember these days.
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we will talk about fires, conflagrations, about friends, comrades, somewhere, someday, i will remember the infantry, and my own company, and you. for giving me a cigarette, let's have a friendly tan! let's have a smoke, my comrade, let 's have a smoke, one by one, comrade, let's have a smoke, my comrade, january 27, 1944. in the year of
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the leningrad-novgorod operation , leningrad was liberated from the suffocating blockade. 872 days of blockade. you know, you remember, friend, at least the memory of that is heavy, the brutally military blizzard through the streets of the dead is sweet. we completely drank the bitterness of loss and drank the dosa. the very bottom, because you and i are from leningrad, we know what war means, because we are you leningraders, we know what war means, the ruins of a sweet home where we
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have always waited for you, and the furious pulse of a metronome, amidst blood. iron and ice, leaves on a school notebook, everyone died, tanya is alone, because you and i are leningraders, we know what war means, after all, you and i are leningraders, we know what war means, we knew, desperate courage, in clouds... nights without fire, and most importantly, we really wanted to live to see the victorious day, and for the sake of it, without looking back, we gave up our youth in full, because you and i are
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leningraders, we know what war means, after all you and i are from leningrad, we know what war means. sparks will scatter in the fireworks, the years will speed up their pace, under the spacious and clear sky, the cities will become more and more beautiful, let the grandchildren fall asleep in their cribs, because children need silence, after all, you and i are from leningrad, we know what it means to...
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the black sea fleet and the azov military flotilla, breaking enemy resistance, stormed the city of sevastopol , the most important naval base on the black sea. the one who was born to me loved us all. white towers naveida, tykke sea cities, i worry all my gimbals, i forget the nights, the bluest thing in the world, my black sea,
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wide estuaries, green chestnuts, a scow swings on a blue roadstead, in beautiful odessa, the boy goloshtam. from his childhood he was considered a true sailor, and if there is a bitter resentment, the boy will begin to understand, the boy will not show it, but if he shows it, his mother will tell him, you are a lady, bear, and this means that you are not afraid of grief, it does not matter, because you are a sailor, bear, a sailor never cries and never loses his good
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spirits, dug-out estuaries, drooping chestnuts, beautiful odessa under enemy fire, with a hot machine gun, on the bay tirelessly, a young boy, in a sea blanket, and this night, like yesterday, rushes in screams and falve, the boy is not afraid, but he will become afraid, he will say to himself, you are getting along, bear, and that means that you are not afraid you have no time, no guilt, because you... are a sailor, a bear, a sailor does not cry, and does not lose his youth
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ear never, dug-out estuaries, drooping chestnuts, and a quiet mournful whisper, flags at half-mast, in deep silence, without trumpets and drums, the last battalion leaves odessa. he wanted to lie down, cover his native stones of the pavement with his body, for the first time he wanted to cry, but the commissar hugged him with his hand, come on, don’t, you’ll be dressed, little bear, and that means that you’re not afraid... the sea is not bad, because you’re a sailor, bear, the sailor never cries and never
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loses his good spirits, the calm estuaries, the green chestnut trees, will still hear the rustle of unfurled banners when he comes back, with a gait chiseled into the beauty of odes. tired battalion, dropped roses on the ground, as a sign of his return, our boy will not hold back his tears, but no one will say anything here, even if a bear wears, and this means that he is not afraid of grief, misfortune, choir... you are a sailor , bear, the sailor doesn’t cry, this time it’s right to cry,
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said, have mercy, god, zhinya said, pray , don’t shed tears, forgive me for everything and wait, you just wait, you wait for me, dear, wait all the years, and i will i will return to you from the evil war, where we all die. and for the home of your eyes and for the golden russia, for children’s laughter, for a crust of bread, for sons, relatives and daughters, pray harder, so that heaven will protect us, so that we return home as soon as possible.
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the soldier of fate left for the bad of fate... he is waiting asking god, he promised, he will not die, even though his road is not easy, because he said pray for dear tears, forgive for everything and wait, just wait, you wait for me, dear, all... wait for years, and i will return to you, from the evil war, where we all die,
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for our eyes’ house and for bright russia, for children’s laughter for a handful of bread, for sons, relatives and daughters, pray harder to protect us. heaven, so that we return home as soon as possible, just wait, you wait for me, dear, wait all the years, and i will return to you from the evil war, where we all die for our eyes’ home and for holy russia, for children’s dreams. for a handful of bread, for sons, relatives and daughters, pray harder
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that heaven will protect us, so that we return home as soon as possible, pray more strongly, so that heaven will protect us, so that we return home as soon as possible, pray harder that heaven will protect us, on victory day on the first. this year we we are celebrating the seventy-ninth anniversary of the great victory, let's talk about songs of the war years, i remember the infantry.
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when i go out as part of the immortal regiment, i proudly carry photographs of my parents who went through the entire war, here they are the heroes who gave us life, here are the young ones who have now taken their place, low bow to you guys, i was born and raised in donbass, my great-grandfather was twice awarded a medal for courage for... victory day, a festive evening on may 9 on the first. borbon
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steersman, a product of the stellar group. whiskey mancacher is a product of the stellar group. cnop gin, a product of the stellar group. cognac monte shococa, a product of the stellar group, rum, castro, a product of the stellor group, on the day of victory at the first, so on the musical front, a blue handkerchief, clear, dugout, smuklyanka, comrade commander, we have long learned their favorite songs by heart, on what are you playing, harp, there is no harp, take a tambourine, we know.
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and the sky is bluer and the earth is greener, we will live, we will live, as long as we remember, only old men go into battle, may 9, after the program it’s time, and if they give you a motto, where is the balalaika, we’ll get enough, the option that i offer you is the best, 10 km from the city, and they will provide care at the highest level, we have prepared our best apartments for you, no hint of a hospice or almshouse, you can get an autograph, i admire you from a young age, autograph, anna evseeva , actress,
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you are for those who oppose the unity of the russian state, a fundamental picture, it raises questions of the existence of russia, predicted much of what is happening to russia today, the boyars, in a situation of war, they bastards begin to leave for the boyars power raises, biography of ivan the terrible, which is published in the west, this is a clearly negative figure, terrible, gloomy, europe does not recognize him, he will be strong, they do not recognize him, a big game, a special issue, now for the first time, the grand duke of moscow places the crown of the tsar of all russia on himself , and the film ivan the terrible, the film turns out to be somehow timeless, because each era looks at it with its own eyes and finds some answers to its questions, on saturday on
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the first. they lift you up, it’s a great pleasure, i ’ll tell you, this is a gym amazing, he works out, he stays in shape, he is very efficient, yes, he gets tired, but he can’t live without it, i believe in omens, probably all actors believe in the black eye, so we have to spit out, for leonid’s eighty-fifth birthday kanevsky, on sunday on the first.
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me, dear little path, to my dear one, to distant lands. i am russian, thank you, god, i am a field, grandmother’s cross, i am a hut in the ryazan region, i am a blue supporting forest, i am. narrow to the very neck, forever and ever, through and through, i am a white swan, a feather, i am a fallen warrior, a bone, no matter what
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krypovsky sucks, a rashist and cotton wool, i am the one who loves vodka and parade, i am the son of a victorious soldier, do not rejoice, we are not extinct, there are many of us, unaccustomed to eating from the belly, humanity was instilled in us by life, in the chambers of a dying union. we survived, of course not all of us, but those who survived became stronger than steel, we are
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russians, having russified three times, from your ashes we have rewarded our conscience, our holy homeland and mother, the world fears us. because she knows whoever can’t understand russia with their minds, she habitually explains that there is in the world, except for evil rumors, decency, dignity and conscience, our russian is coming, for you guys, alas, bad news, you have a lot of stamina, you ’ve seen already how we fight, and if you don’t want to remember. let us remind you again, we will explain again, do not
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touch russia, gentlemen, remember, they beat us, but we are getting stronger, hear us, and if not, then, then we do not distinguish for you, there is no need to check our nastiness, overseas guy, you are not a mission. it is not vietnam that we are kind to, but russia! think about who you want to wash with, think about it, brother, not barefoot, not russia, think about it, and don’t touch our mother!
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there is no need to burn their prayers, but this evening, perhaps. there is darkness in the world, light the candles, let the lips of hatred and evil speech be silent, there is no one else's misfortune in the world, light the candles, nothing lasts forever under the moon, no one lasts longer, above crazy silence. shine, become
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a little kinder and more humane, in your soul, as in an altar, light candles, light candles, light candles, light candles. “when on a memorial day, the gray fog swirls, the shadow of the husband comes to the widow, and the shadows of the victims to the murderer, when an undying choir sounds. like angels i sing over the ashes of brothers and sisters,
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light your candle, there is no need to sprinkle their ashes, but on this evening, to dispel the darkness in the world, light the candles, let the lips of hostility and evil shouts be silent, there is no other person’s misfortune in the world, burn the candles, nothing lasts forever. under the moon, no one is watching, in... crazy silence, shake off the sparkles and become a miracle
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the eternal. in the epicenter of the war, you know, my kriser, they’re about to set sail, well, when i get back, what will you be up to for tea, tell me something now in parting, tell me something, tell me something, no cry, wait. “hold on, i’ll be with you, i’ll be back, alive, just wait, i’ll be with you,” the truth is frozen on the canvases, and undoubtedly in piranesi
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i don’t remember the war, but i died a thousand times, i tried to sing, but my song was boring, i don’t remember the war, but for some reason i knew about it, not from old books, but from those that i have not yet read, my fault, no more and... no less, i am just the sound of a broken string, today i pray for nashichi, on behalf of those who do not remember the war.
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i don’t remember the war, but my dress was darkening from tears, i screamed in my sleep, but... i shone for the kissed cross, i don’t remember the war, but the unearthly eyes burned with fire at sunset, the brides who sat in reproach, my fault, nothing more. no less, i just sound on... a broken string, today i pray for our women, on
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a little girl, sharp shoulders, and the bowler hat fell on the stones, she was not at home for more than four years, and my daughter, spreading her arms, said: uncle, there is no bread, and i grabbed her, to the stars and kissed her in pieces sky, after all, it was i who created this, i haven’t been home for more than four years, we’ve been so long, we’ve been so... we haven’t rested for a long time, we just didn’t have time to rest with you, we plowed the fields in the fields like bellies, and tomorrow,
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tomorrow, finally, the last battle, a little more, just a little more, the last fight, it’s the most difficult, but i want to go home to russia, i haven’t seen my mother for so long, but i want to go home to russia, i haven’t seen my mother for so long, we haven’t been able to live for four years now, these krauts, fourth year, salty sweat, blood flows like a river, but i would fall in love with a good girl, and i would touch my homeland with my hand. a little more, a little more, the last battle, it’s the most difficult, but
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i want to go home to russia, i haven’t seen my mother for so long, and i want to go home to russia, i haven’t seen my mother for so long, let’s go for the last time. last once we can serve russia, and it’s not at all scary to die for it, although everyone still hopes to live, a little more, a little more, the last battle, it’s difficult, the most, but i want to go home to russia, i’ve been wanting to go home for so long. i haven’t seen my mother, but i want to go home to russia, i
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haven’t seen my mother for so long, everyone has their own. war, our own peace, our own anxiety, but there is one spring for everyone, berlin, the road, splashing onto the ground, we will remember all those who were dear to us, thank you that we live, having forgotten how gunpowder smells, thank you that we we live, having forgotten what gunpowder smells like,
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kiev-minsk, and moscow, stalingrad, leningrad and berlin, kharkov, brest, crimea-smolensk, we remember everyone who saved us from trouble, who burned, who flew, who rushed over the city in an attack, the country will not forget. the forty-fifth of our victorious year, the country will not forget, the forty-fifth of our victorious year, from the trenches of explosions, the earth on the front road, through the smoke in the flame of fire, you walked
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like gods, hoisting the bullet-ridden banner over the rekhsag, you furiously defeated the fascists, returned home to your mothers , fiercely defeated the nazis, returned home to their mothers, kiev-minsk and... moscow, stalingrad, leningrad and berlin, kharkov, brest, crimea-smolensk. we remember everyone who saved us from trouble. who burned, who flew, who attacked us here,
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the country will not forget, the forty-fifth. lead our year, kiev-minsk, and moscow, stalengrad, leningrad and berlin, kharkov, brest, crimea, smolensk, we remember everyone who saved us from peta, who burned, who flew, who rushed to attack the fire, the country will not forget , our forty-fifth victorious year, let’s not forget the country, forty-fifth our victorious year, kamila, today they blew up a car
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product. stellar group on victory day on the first. i always take the shortest route in everything, directly and rudely. shoot without missing. i confirm a hit on the tanks. even before the army, i knocked out 55. play a double game. and if i told the scouts that you are not bobrikov, what then? well, you didn't say that. and fool the girls' heads. she is the only one, i understand, there is no other like her and there never will be. he can. every intelligence officer, they will lead me to the monastery, don’t worry, we are ours, all that remains is to choose the best, comrades, you do n’t...
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today we will remember the poet yulia drunina, who would have turned 100 years old on may 10. she read the blog and she was such an exalted young lady, suddenly she was 16 years old at the front. well, i think it’s just her heroic nature, she wanted to go to war, so she felt that her place was there. i only saw hand-to-hand combat once, once with him and a thousand in a dream, whoever says that it’s not scary in war knows nothing about war. from a letter from alexei kapler, my little twig, we begin completely, but...
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the confession of his daughter, the coffin was not opened, it was impossible to recognize this man, and the bitter confessions of his widow, and i said, just like that, well, what to do, we had to somehow get out of this, exclusive with dmitry borisov, premiere. on saturday in the first, i regret one thing, years, rallies were held in several cities in the east of ukraine against the new government in kiev, this is a war, a war against the people of donbass, the donetsk people's republic, will answer the challenge. the key motif of the maidan was the denial of us, yes, as a community, as people, as citizens, to admit that...
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your child, without war, liberated territories, life line, premiere on sunday on the first, sport works wonders, stress goes away, anxiety, well, i recommend you a series of beauty injections, yes, you have a clamp here, yes, there is a clamp, let's talk about three, let's talk about passions, let's discuss this in a cafe. is this some kind of new thing? new guy? have you started looking at strangers ? it seems to me that with my lifestyle, with my character, men are not suitable for me at all. we announce an interception plan. colleagues,
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what do you think, should i become a blonde? your honor was not harmed, you don’t love, that’s all, for your sake i’m ready to do all this, even in the rain, sasha, hello! bloodhound, new episodes from may 13 on the first, do the russians want war, you ask silence. over a wide range of flanks and pales, and birches and dapales, you ask... those soldiers who
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lie under the birches, their sons will answer you, do the russians want, do the russians want, do the russians want, to fight, not only for their country . soldiers died in that war, and so that the people of the whole earth can sleep peacefully at night, ask those who fought, who hugged you on the elbe, we are faithful to this memory. do the russians want, do the russians want,
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happy holiday, victory will be ours, higher hands are greater than life, through battles, fires for centuries, the crimson ringing flies into... the sky, this ringing is heard from afar, this heart of russia is ringing, in the bright gold of the holy domes, the face of the sun proudly multiplies, with the return of the two-headed eagles, the russian language continues, moscow, kola is ringing -cola.
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moscow, golden domes, moscow through the gold of icons, the chronicle of times passes, along the palms of two squares, columns of fighters passed, dying in the name of children, walked into immortality at the base of the fathers, red square. live endlessly, the steel of moscow parades is strong, if it continues to stand, russia will not dry out river, moscow, bells are ringing, moscow, slotted domes, moscow through the gold of icons, the chronicle of times is passing. moscow, the call of lakala,
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moscow, golden cubalas, moscow on the gold of icons. the chronicle of times passes - i look from the sparrow heights at the night constellation of lights, even if it is already past in moscow. 800 we will never grow old with her, spring will spill on the avenues, and the rooks will come, and the capitals will again have no time for sleep, happy birthday my
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“the spring of the forty-fifth year, how the blue danube was waiting for you, freedom for the peoples of europe, brought a hot sunny may, on the square of vienna, saved, people old and young gathered, on the russian waltz played a march in the old battle-scarred harmony.” the soldier remembers the veno, the alps and the danube remember, that blooming, singing, bright may, vikhrimenets in the russian baltic through the years,
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remember the heart will never forget. lightly, with inspiration and courage, this soldier’s waltz sounded, and vienna spun and sang, as if strauss himself played, and the guy with a happy smile pressed his accordion to his heart, as if he had seen the volga floods, as if he had seen russia. hugged, vienna remembers, albs and durai remember, that blooming singing bright may, in their name in russian malsa through the cartada,
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the heart remembers, will never forget. a waltz full of fire floated over the beautiful vein, it sounded either tenderly or passionately, intoxicating everyone. spring, spring of 1945, the danube has been waiting for you for so long, the russian waltz on vienna’s free square, the soldier played the accordion, oh, i’m dven, i have dalby and the danube,
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tears, and i can’t even imagine what kind of fireworks will go off there, what fairy tales they will tell, what songs they will sing, but we truly know, we happened to know in our family that it was 9 may in the morning in '45. victory day, how far it was from us, how a coal melted in a fire under the best coal, there were miles and miles of scorch. we brought this day closer as best we could, this day of victory, it smelled like nuts, it
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a holiday, a seed on the temples, this is joy, with tears in the eyes, a day of victory, a day of victory. the day of the day, the days of the night at the open-hearth furnaces, our homeland of the achi did not close, days and nights. we fought a difficult battle, we brought this day closer as best we could, this is
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the day of victory, the gunpowder is lost, this is a holiday, a wall of naliskis, this is joy with tears in our eyes, the day of victory. hello mom, not all of us have returned, we would like to run through the dew like a basset! we walked all over europe, all over the earth, we brought this day closer
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as best we could, this day is pavedzits, it’s time, it’s a holiday, a gray name, is joy with tears in the eyes. victory day, victory day, victory day, victory day, victory day, this is victory day, victory day, the smell of gunpowder, this is a holiday, gray hairs on the scales, this is joy, with tears in our eyes. victory day, victory day, victory day, victory day, victory day,
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