granate!

"das ist eine falle, 18 unsere maschinen sind, wir kommen nicht lebendig raus, wenn wir weiter angreifen, zurück, wecken um,

that's it, or who else is alive, maybe there is, i

'm not bashing for now, and you're doing great, danya, i saved up a bunch of trump cards, everyone... i was worried, but where the germans especially looked at me, i think somewhere , somewhere, by chance, it’s good to scrap metal by chance, you counted who is rich, in general , there will be about fifty, well, for the grandchildren, you can scrape more, but for the fritz, today i am. i think there are fourteen grips, but if they are four to take lunch as expected, but why not take it? no, well, we have to take it, i just mean that before lunch there was a company of us, for the approach that after, there was less of a platoon left, for

that approach that after, too many stubborn lads fell out, heroic for... all heroes, don’t fight like that, danya, soon there won’t be any others, that’s because that’s how war is.

oh, there was fog on the road, the pelade of trigods on the steppe path. i can’t know your share, maybe you’ll fold your wings in the middle of the steppe fun.

at the valad of the trevobіmnoy zaslovі sunce srayu bukrytsar. again for my son, without extreme paths,

“lighters”, they look after us after us, she called them glad. the cold alarms me until now buvlya, some liveter let's remember friends there on the road petit.

cannot be forgotten. tonight we will talk about songs of the war years that have not lost their relevance, but like invisible threads unite our senses , memory, nourished the apple trees and pomegranates,

the fogs floated over the river, you and i. we are located in the village of vskhody, where there is a wonderful cultural center built by mikhail isakovsky. originally the katyusha song museum. mikhail isakovsky came before the war almost every year, here at the beginning of june of the year thirty-six, he thought of the lines, apple and pear trees bloomed. and then things stalled, but the poem was not finished and it was in 1938 . and sokuvsky. and goes to yalta, literally in one week she writes either five or seven versions of her poem, the version that he liked most, this version was performed on november 28 , 1938 by the dear girl valentina batishcheva, here she is in front of you when

this girl came out on stage and sang songs in the hall standing... groaning applause, she is poor, she sings for the second time, she sang for the third time, with such a warm acceptance the life of the wonderful song katyusha began. take care of the earth, katyusha says to her beloved, and rest assured, i will preserve love, that’s the meaning of this song. who was the girl who became the heroine of this wonderful work, and sokovsky did not leave any memories.

symbol of the great patriotic war, symbol of our victory, nikolai romanenko, active fighter, sarchiy lieutenant, reconnaissance platoon commander. nikolay, what for you, for the military man, who, as i know, has been on the battlefield since 2014, is this song. this is a memory, first of all, it is a great honor for me to always perform it, that is, i. my great-grandfather fought, his brother was his brother, and i, too , yes, this is your great-grandfather, yes, yes, this kornikov vladimir nikitovich, you found your grandfather, no, unfortunately, no, i didn’t , i know only from the stories from my mother, for me this is

very symbolic, especially since we are like they say we continue this business also with brother brothers. a medal for strengthening the military community, a medal for a participant in the northern military district, a medal for the defense of gorlovka in a non-departmental medal for service in intelligence, that is, where are you from? i am a gorlovka myself, i was born and raised in the donbass, i was born there, baptized, and still, as they say, you still defend your land, yes, that is, this is very dear to me, my home,

very, i love mine very much city, and it so happened that our city, it is located directly, is an advanced city, that is , there, roughly speaking, from the city to the advanced positions, there are places where there is up to a kilometer, that is, a distance, and... unfortunately, the enemy constantly, constantly uses all sorts of vile methods to destroy our citizens, which is why , accordingly, back in the fourteenth year , my brother and i stood up to defend our homeland, that is, we directly stood and stand on the border of our hometown. thanks a lot. flowers were blooming on your windowsill, and i was with

a bouquet, in love, your admirer, you do not give me peace, even in dreams, my katyusha, my spring, i saw a dream that we only together, hot sun, summer, pond and we sing about how good we feel, another moment, and you’re holding my hand again. noise, i recognize my own face in his face , tears of happiness, god, i became a father, i reach out to him, he smiles, but through the disturbing sounds i wake up, and my old mother is crying at home at the window, son, wake up, war has come to our house, i lighted you up, crushed the apple trees, swept away the fog of reality, fulfilled. the strength of us katyusha, in high life, in a steep, difficult hour has come, but

we did not expect it, i was looking forward to the beginning of a happy life, but nothing will ring them medals and will proudly lie on a shelf collecting dust, but i’m kidding, dear, that medals for me are all dust, it all makes no sense, but i want my grandson to say in vitali, this is my grandfather, he is the father. but i fought bravely, and i don’t know, katya, what will happen next, i know that we will definitely win, and i’m not afraid to get my hands dirty, this is a war and we didn’t start it, but we will finish when it’s not yet certain, a bright red flag flies over berlin, but in the meantime, red blood irrigates the soil, this war, descendants will call great, walked, cave started it, paint it. again the eagle, about the one she loved, about those hats

, she crossed the letters, oh, don’t cry, don’t cry for me, katyusha, the sparkle of your eyes is so missed, fate united souls so gloriously and so cruelly separated us, but i’m alive, i’m alive katyusha, to harm enemies. traitors are jealous, don’t tell them, don’t listen to anything, they say i died, it seemed to them, and no matter what happens, the main thing is to remember that i don’t need anything other than your love, the idol here is my front-line soldier, i’m a proud warrior who really wants to become good husband and i will return from the doorway and hug you, quietly i’ll cry, as if like a child, on your tender finger, i’ll pull the ring, forever your kodyusha, soviet soldier, the cruses of the river have spread, you died on

katsyusha’s bike, on the high bank above the steep one, we went out stealing on high. thank you very much, the song katyusha together with nikolai romanenko was performed by our legendary and beloved alexandrov ensemble. gennady ktenofontovich, of course, the history of your ensemble is inextricably linked with the history of our country and, of course, with the great patriotic war. and i would like to start with these words. which alexander vasilyevich alexandrov, the founder of our team, said, i have a powerful weapon in my hands, this weapon is called a song, a song can... defeat

the enemy just like any other weapon, well, firstly, i must say that he is the author of our anthem, and secondly, he is the author of the most famous song of the war years, get up, huge country, absolutely right, without which the history of our country is really unthinkable, and the song is a holy war, there is a holy war, a huge country.

this is what i need, noble one, another day, we already performed with this song at the belarusian station, soldiers and officers were sitting, walking around, the song began, then i looked, it began to rise, you know, gradually rise during the song, the song was all over, you know?

and these songs were always perceived by the soldiers as native news from home, this always brought warmth to the hearts of our volunteers. put me to sleep under the green one. put

me to sleep, lika, kalinka, kalinka may, berry garden, raspberry, raspberry, may! and i want to say that our artists also worked and today fulfill an important mission,

being close to ours. fighters, thank you very much, in the poem woe from wit famusov threatened to send his daughter here, to the village, to her aunt, to the wilderness, to saratov, it doesn’t bother you that people constantly walk around rubbing your nose, why does your nose itch, for money or rain, so i’m constantly itching, they checked them just like that, took a roll, covered it with a towel, sat on it, give it, give it, give it... let it go, oh well, we’ve got all the females, here’s a fish that’s 8 years, she gives us caviar every year, tasting, and maybe more one jar, we need to record takes, life of our own, premiere, tomorrow on the first, vodka veda, product of the stellar group, cognac oldbar

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man, i want a son from you, i want a daughter from you, come on, all together, already together once, it’s better to do it in a good way, hop in vladoshimy, fantasy from june 28, on fridays on the first, you are beautiful! what a misha, it’s all the same, you more beautiful, here’s a bear for you, i won’t ever get along with ermakov now, understand? hands, you are not touchable, what, we’ll get married anyway, i won’t go for nazar, i love the bear, varka,

make up your mind, i need to start a new life, i ’ll get a job at a factory, we’ll also rent you a room somewhere, feet in front, mom, misha , where they didn’t find him, father said, you crashed on the rapids, hold it, jump, i said, otherwise i’ll shoot now, little darling, don’t worry about him killing him, father, how did you end up on the shore, you me i found who it is, varya, my bride, for happiness of the young, smile, i’m your husband now, from monday on the first, you’ve gone crazy, dammit, i won’t sleep with you,

i’d rather not live at all, in our studio there is a wonderful actress olga budina, for whom the song katyusha, or rather for family history is very significant. the body concerns my grandfather, i am the granddaughter of a real hero of the great patriotic war, here is your grandfather, and my grandfather’s name is ignatius fedorovich gotsman, he was born in the belarusian ussr, in the minsk region in 1921, september 23, and how are you you see, in the year the great patriotic war began, he was only 20 years old. before that, he entered the kharkov tank school immediately after school, already with the rank of lieutenant. he first began to command the combat crew of a 45 mm anti-tank gun, then as

part of the self-propelled artillery regiment 1441, he went through the combat route from kursk to warsaw. he finished his service, that is , he finished fighting, one might say, only in august 1946, also the japanese war, yes, that is, my grandfather drank everything that was possible, and i would like to tell you that what he received, what awards, because of course, this is such a great pride in our family. this means that he received his first award in 1943 for the fact that he was near the village cathedral, he needed to stop the breakthrough of our defense, then

70 heavy tanks were moving towards us, of which up to thirty were tigers, and my grandfather was the first to fire a salvo and immediately knocked out . tiger, from his second blow, the tiger flared up, he, of course, commanded our katyushas, ​​he commanded the katyushas, ​​of course, these legendary machines, legendary katyushas, ​​and after... the second blow, the tiger flared up, this is a very interesting wording, we found a very interesting one in his grape documents, as it was written, which means his commander wrote, comrade gotsman, being the commander of the gun, did not flinch, but was the first to open fire on the tanks, the vaunted tiger burst into flames from the second shell fired by comrade gotsman, what beautiful formulations there were, in forty years and for this he... received the order of the red star, but this is a very

high order, yes, this is my grandfather’s award, the second award he received it already in 1944 year, and he accomplished two feats at once, on january 27, 1944, he destroyed two heavy tanks, almost a month later, on february 17 , 1944, also during the period of the breakthrough of the enemy’s district group, comrade gotsman... that is, my grandfather showed exceptional courage , he was able to destroy 150 manpower alone and knocked out two tanks, one of which was a tiger, these invincible tigers, for this feat he received, for these two feats, he received the government award of the order of the patriotic war, first degree, and then he received a third award, this is a government award medal for the victory over germany in the great patriotic war. 1945 yes a heroic person, but ulechka, i know that

you don’t stop, you continue the work of your grandfather, that you still visit, i’m granddaughter of my grandfather, you visit the north military district zone, that you regularly perform, give concerts, you you are collecting humanitarian aid, at our table there is also your colleague, sergei makhovikov, who has an award. sergei, tell us about your award, and which one? honor glory, of course, well, yes, yes, and this is one of the last, and honor, glory, well, this is the order of the lugansk people's republic, i accepted it with honor, i’m proud, i also have the gorlovka medal of your hometown, well, we just happened that way , which is also from the fourteenth year.

i want to remember another very important symbol of that time - this is, of course, the victory parade and , i think, for each of us it is a very serious symbol, for you, what do you think this is such an apparatus? namely victories, well, you already said, kolya, this is the one

the very symbol and courage of tears, and joy and misfortune, this is the very pinnacle of the purification of some people in the army, when these enemy banners were simply thrown, not thrown, but thrown at the feet of the victors. then this tradition, because this, this, this is not just beautiful, it’s really courageous, clearly for sure, someone said that history is what is tomorrow, and not what was yesterday, i am categorically not history - this is what that yesterday we need to drag, these are our traditions, well, your history, what was yesterday, these are your ancestors who also fought, yes, yes, we are now let's show, let's see, here - this is my uncle and my grandfather, and you believe, vasily

ivanovich, ivan vasilyevich, uncle, here is a young man, yes, he died, which means otran died, on may 30, 1945, here in frankfurt on odor , in our family it was preserved after the end of the war, after the end, he was wounded from may 8 to 9. i already knew about everything, but i couldn’t stand it, my uncle, he couldn’t stand it, he died, but the most amazing thing is that he met his father, my grandfather, in berlin. at the end of april, and the grandfather was completely sure that his son was alive and returned home and he said to his wife, my grandmother: “everything, everything is with vanya, everything is fine, i saw him right before the victory, everything is fine, and vanya was

wounded later, he was taken to the hospital in frankfurt on the odori, we only had a legend , a funeral and a legend that my grandmother went to germany to visit his grave, and several years ago, while filming a picture about our grandfathers, i didn’t even know which frankfurt on odor or on the main it was, we were on odor, i assumed that most likely on odor, they came to our cemetery of a soviet soldier, red army soldiers, that’s right, here we are in formation a huge, beautiful park, i say. let's distribute into sectors and look for the overchivys, we found private overichev, in frankfurt on odor, i brought some soil, dug up a little of my native land there, this grave is now, i know where it is,

our whole family knows. sergey, i would like to invite you to the stage so that you can perform a song for us, together with andrei ranachev. an absolute young creature, 8 years old, the song where the homeland begins, it was first performed in the film by vladimir basov, shield sword, here are its authors, venyamin basner and mikhail matusovsky, why? the homeland begins with a picture in your primer, with good and faithful comrades living in the next yard, or maybe it begins with the

song that our mother sang to us, with the fact that in any trials... doubts no one has taken away from us, with what does the homeland begin with, the council bench , with the same birch tree that grows in the field, bowing in the wind, or maybe it begins with the spring zabebka of a starling, with this country road, of which there is no end in sight,

where the homeland begins, the trees burning in the distance, with father’s old pudenka, which we found somewhere in the closet, or maybe it begins with the sound of carriage wheels, from the cage that in your youth you brought to her in your heart. where does the homeland begin?

tonight in our studio we all hear our favorite songs, written: in honor of our victory in the great patriotic war, the sky is meanly frowning, there is a chill on the street, and longing is calling me, let what is not forgotten, not get lost in the heart, the memory of the heroes day, even if under your feet you... survived on the ground, but behind your back there is a family alive, there the daughters are paid, she has her own destiny, a long happy life and a smile on her face, in her hand. pressing the talisman, some fell , stood up, some could no longer get up, to the fallen brothers and fathers, who stood to the end, i

dedicate these lines, we stand for you today, our fallen, for the country, for our guys, who have become heroes, we stand for you today, our fallen. for the country, for our guys, who have become heroes, something with a pure sound, the heart is very close, in this word the homeland, the sky is too low, i watch closely, the rain seems to fall, time will write down the names of those who did not betray their relatives, in difficult times didn’t hide, behind your backs your loved ones will enter into the calm, on a calm sail, in the hand of your wife, a talisman, someone fallen stood up, someone could no longer stand up, to the fallen brothers and

fathers who survived to the end, i dedicate these lines, we are for today we stand for you, our fallen, for the country, for our guys who have become heroes, we stand for you... today we stand for our fallen, for the country, for our guys who have become heroes, songs are playing in our studio.

these songs, on this project there was a song that didn’t even make it to the finals, this song, why even, because it’s very the level of songs that go through is high, i noticed this song, i really liked it, i met the author, yuri strelkin, yes, yuri strelkin wrote it, we sang this song, made an actual video, which is based on documentary footage, and this song is so flew, she literally had millions of views on vk everywhere in a week. so i’m just happy, because i have a lot of guys and girls like that, they sing so well

, they sing about the country. oleg, we can remember your officer’s song, which is more than 30 years old already, which has truly become popular. i sing to the officer, maquila, those who regret it, give it back to them. it was in donetsk in lugansk,

this is happening everywhere now with this song, i actually just start singing and then people sing along, when you wrote it, it was dedicated simply to the military, i wrote it in the ninety-first year, then perestroika began for me there was a feeling that something was wrong with us; it was no longer the beginning of perestroika, this was already the beginning of the new russia.

a man, a person who is an officer, these are the ones under alexander nevsky, there and under the tsar father, everyone who defends their homeland, these are officers, such a collective image, somehow these words came to me, along taut nerves, like geochords of faith, i sing that song, to those who survived in afghanistan without ruining their honor , we just know officers who, saving for mothers, their children, that means they fought there and just like that... they threw people, i wrote this song about these people, but they didn’t notice this song right away, i didn’t even it was a shame, i think, how such a song seemed to turn out good, the first time then it turned out timely, then they began to quietly get up, i don’t know, i can tell you this, it’s very interesting, the first time it was in the kremlin palace, that means when yelson was still there, that means i’m singing this song, suddenly an officer with medals stands up in the middle of the hall, well, can you imagine ,

here the commander-in-chief is sitting... this is a violation, in principle, an officer stands up, in the middle of the hall, then another one stands up, then another, and people start to stand up, i almost forgot the words, it’s just that yelsin is sitting next to him, that’s the first one a row is sitting, which means management, they don’t see what’s happening behind, everything is behind they were already standing, but apparently there was something in the atmosphere, so i look like this, it means they are looking, they are already standing, they all quickly parted. that is, i finished singing this song, but i think it’s all a victory, and then this song began to be sung almost everywhere, this is already our folk song, and already your folk song, well, sometimes i think that it wasn’t i who made it up, it’s like - i don’t know from oleg’s age, but the years of the great patriotic war also affected your family very much, well, my mother and father, they went through

yes, they went through the entire great patriotic war war. here is my father, a career military man, my mother, a doctor, a military doctor, of course, alive, thank god, we went through the whole war without injuries, without anything, now, when i go out as part of the immortal regiment, i proudly carry photographs of my parents, that’s of course , for me this military theme is very close, because in my family, when there were holidays in those years, i remember all this since 1951. friends gathered, they sang war songs, it’s all inside me. songs of the great patriotic war were born in probably one of the most difficult periods our history. and these songs are great songs, they carry such powerful energy, with these songs, our fathers, grandfathers, some people’s great-grandfathers, yes, eighteen-twenty-year-olds got up from okupov, and with these songs they went to the tanks and won. the most famous graduate

of our childhood home is...

here from some kind of burden. i love him, and i don’t need anyone else, the conqueror of women’s hearts, without a single defeat, my parents insisted on the wedding for a long time, they are delighted with my husband and his activities, there will be no future that you so colorfully paint for us, i can tell our readers about our first time, a film by alexander baluev, a hotel, a premiere, a super chamber. but about the understatement between people that arises and smolders inside for years, a black shadow in the hidden depths of the soul, for me this is a movie of a person who needed to speak out, about people who want to speak out, next saturday on the first. valery, you often act in films, play

front-line soldiers, and of course your family does too. directly related to well , the history of my family is like this, it’s like history many people of that generation, my father is forty-one.

my white one on the flowering branches of the poplars, what will this spring predict for us, what will the birds sing about, we awaken from sleep, where we are losing everything in battle, we have moved away, turned away the snow, when in the south the songs have finished singing, the birds are looking for their shores, from which they flew away. song,

smuglyanka, talks about the creation of this thank you very much, but i want to remind you of one more song, this is also a legendary song by the daughter of the author of the words yakov.

throughout all - revisions,

rethinking of the text of smuglyanka, ultimately the result was a song about love and friendship, gnarly maple, leafy, here at the maple, we will part. with you green flax and captivity curly for once curly rezlot well, such an amazing story of the creation of this song, how many years have passed, but they still sing it, cover it, now i want to invite the stage of the young singer habib, dark-skinned.

like you in the summer at dawn, i’ll look into the neighboring garden, there’s a dark-skinned, moldovan woman picking grapes, i’m blushing, i’m turning pale, i suddenly wanted to say, let’s stand over the river and greet the summer dawns. once the curly maple is green am i in love with an embarrassed green maple and a curly maple and a curly one? a dark-skinned moldovan woman answered the guy vlad, partisan, moldovan, we are gathering a detachment, it’s early today, the partisans have left their home, the road to the partisans is waiting for you in a thick forest, since it’s curly, green maple or cut, here by the maple, we will part with you , green maple, maple, curly, curly, carved. smogalka, moldovan woman

went along the path into the forest, i saw the house offended that i didn’t invite with me, dark-skinned, moldovan women, i often thought at night, suddenly i met my dark-skinned girl in the detachment, since you are a field, you are a cut green maple, hello my short guy, my dear, green maple, and curly maple, and once curly, cut, once curly. green maple or cut, hello guy, my good, my dear, green maple, yes maple, curly, darras, curly, carved, at our table there is another wonderful artist, alexander damogarov, who is the son of a front-line soldier, sasha, tell us about your dad , well, now...

olenka budina said that grandfather is there hero, and i’m sitting here, i think, we must bow at the feet of this generation for centuries, and not because my father left, it just so happened that he starred in the film suovors, i understand that this picture was shot specifically, during that how it all started, the war began in almaat. this picture was being filmed, my father was in the first team of the red army theater at that time, and he came to alexei dmitrovich popov and said that take a bite of me, i have such a situation in the family that my father is not there, my mother i don’t know where, so in 1942 he got a terrible wound near rzhev, the award sheet says captain. was already a captain,

suppressed an enemy firing point on a tank, my father never told me about this, never, for this he was awarded the order of the red banner of battle and this is quite a serious award, there were a lot of medals, because my dad had two jackets, one here with slats, ceremonial, the second was a complete iconostasis, when the iconostasis was dressed, he walked, which means to ask for someone.

because this is the face that looks at us, at our generation, with a silent question: well and you, we, drooping shoulders, drooping arms, limp, weak-willed machine gun, not not in combat, but he’s just lowered, these drooping shoulders, we stayed, here in this land of rzheskaya, theirs is there, how do i dad says,

on preobrazhenskaya, flowers are always carnations, always, his father loved carnations, why did he love carnations, but on may 9, here are carnations, so carnations. there were a lot of people there, and every year i go, everyone already knows each other, guys, i can tell you that on may 9 there are so many people at preobrazhenka, everyone knows who is going to whom, everyone knows how to to whom, yes, this is me and my dad’s friend, and

mikhail nozhkin, we are going to the immortal regiment, these are the heroes, these are the ones who gave us life, the one that, thank you. these are the young ones who have now taken their place, low bow to you guys, sasha, tell me, dad had some favorite war song, which he liked most, he was crazy friends with martinomovich bernes, we had yes, dad there was a record, it was the enemies who burned down my home and killed me. his family, where should the soldier go now, who should he carry his sorrow to, the soldier went in deep grief, at the intersection of two roads,

he found a soldier in a wide field, a mound of grass overgrown, no one began to answer, no one met him, only a warm summer wind, the grave grass was being shaken, the soldier sighed, the belt was straightened, he opened the bag on his way, he put the bitter bottle on the gray cab.

don’t make excuses, no one will even turn around, it’s just that people rise up, willy-nilly, there is no family in russia where their hero is not remembered, and to the eyes of young soldiers, who are stuck in photographs

, they look, this look is like... high court, for the kids who are growing up now, and the boys can’t lie, or deceive, or be brutal, and in general... these songs, they, well, excuse the big words, they are written in blood, with blood sweat, with blood sweat, with these roads, these impassable

swamps, these, all the impossible, possible sufferings, my mother was 12 years younger than my father. he came to her and proposed to her, in my mother’s family, my mother’s grandmother, of the men, there were 12 of them, only my mother’s brother remained, who was only four years old at the time of the war, not a single man there are no clinics left, all the clinics, four sisters stayed at home, four sisters are widows, one has three, i now... three sons, three sons, well, in general, not a single man, that is, dad entered the family - to the grandmother with mother, the only man who came back from the war alive. yes, with the wound his leg was wildly crushed, he spent his whole life as a foot operator, he could never step on his heel,

his adjutant told him that your father has such a character, which means that when he was offered amputation, they didn’t even think about it, there’s something... something serious had to be cut right away, but my father still with shoulder straps, even with a weapon and even with a lemon, and he says, i’ll give it to you now, and you fix it, well , supposedly there was such a legend, but dad recently limped all his life, all his life. this is the story, the eternal memory of the hero and in general everyone who really did not return, who defended our homeland, and even those who, unfortunately, are no longer with us, because almost everyone left, and this entire generation was affected, there is no family like this in russia, but not only in russia in general in the soviet union, the union i have, there is no such family. wherever you need your hero, this is this has affected everyone, every family,

hello, my dears, daddy, mommy, little sister polya, i’m now at the front, i live in a dugout, i’ve stopped thinking about housing, but i live, in an hour and a half i’m going into battle, i’ll come back or not , i don’t know, shells are exploding overhead, bullets are also whistling near my ears. “mom, don’t be upset about me, god willing, i’ll come home, maybe this is the last letter, i want to live, i want to breathe, i want to look at you with at least one eye, be strong, now help everyone, with whatever you can, beat the enemy in word and deed, the people will thank you later, you, my relatives, will live for..." wonderful, you will sing wonderful songs about us, and you will

say with your head held high that your son, brother, uncle, he died honorably in the fight for his homeland, for liberation, in the short may... and the battles ended in the thunderous nights, where are you now, friends, fellow soldiers, my military companions, i walk at a good hour of sunset, at... from new a brand new gate, maybe

a fair wind will carry a soldier we know here, he and i would remember how we lived, how we lost track of difficult miles. for the victory we completely drained it, for friends we added more, if you happen to be unmarried, don’t worry at all, my friend, here in our area. the songs of the rich girls are too good,

we built a house for you with the whole world, so that everything can be seen, here lives the land of the soviet hero, who defended the country with his chest. in may, short nights, and the battles ended with thunder.

where are you now, friends, fellow soldiers, my military companions, where are you now, friends, fellow soldiers, my military companions.

left along with ordinary guys, hard workers, miners, factory workers, who did you work before? i worked in the lutuginsky district cultural center, this is the city of lutugin, not far from lugansk, so i’m a musician, the leader of a vocal group, i write songs, so i went to the front when back in the fourteenth year, we began... fighting, i remained in my city, with us, our city was under occupation for a month and a half, we had battles, the front line, at that moment i decided for myself that my weapon is music, i immediately traveled to almost all the front lines in both the lpr and the dpr, starting in 1914, but i decided for myself, if my homeland

needs me to take up arms, well , i, i... will do it, well, it happened , so, it happened, yes, and then it turned out that my homeland needed me to return to music again, sing my songs that were written by me at the front in the heat, a lot of my comrades, unfortunately, are no longer with us, but there are comrades who, thank god, are alive and... so i sing, i sing in memory of those who are not, and who are not, and for those who are alive, so that they have hope, a lot of people write to me, thank me for my songs and say: thank you, your songs give us hope, and for me, probably, this is the most important thing, now i am honored that

right now they are showing on the screen my guys who were there with me, so... this is for you guys, you were even called a singer at the front, as far as my call sign goes there was a singer, i got myself a guitar there, uh, i constantly sang songs for the guys, including songs during the war years, by the way, they showed, yes, they talked about a song at an unnamed height, written by the poet mikhail matusovsky, this, by the way, is our fellow countryman, lugansk, and this song was. for me it was very, well, iconic, it was, it was about what we were worried about there, our position was called heights, and we lived right in the trenches, in dugouts, for six months we lived just in the field on the front line under fire, and i wrote these songs and now these songs live

to help the guys who are there, well, just when the soldier is there. one on one with nature and his opponent, it’s very difficult for him, he needs some kind of support, and knowing that someone is thinking about him, worried about him, it gives him strength to survive no matter what, and to survive means to win, you and i are in a wonderful place called vashchenskaya bay, the first before our eyes, rock to rock, oops, but the magnet doesn’t... falls, mysticism, this is nothing more than the former foot of a huge volcano, let’s fly, emotions are simple incredible, let's get healthy, kamchatka is healthy, i'm very i’ve visited many countries, i’ve never seen potatoes like this, this is the only way i’ll cook from now on, i’ll throw the ingredients into the soup, let’s go,

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we're talking about at our table tonight. of course, first of all, we remember the great songs that were written during the great patriotic war, but of course, we cannot help but talk about that creativity, about those. songs that were created today, here’s anna, i want to turn to you, because you, like no one else, know what’s going on, yes, you write music, and it’s very clear that you’re trying a means of art to convey all that pain, all those sensations that millions of people experience today, and how the song lugansk balada was born, well, fomichova gave birth to it, she found a hug poem that she wrote. when she brought me this song, i honestly didn’t want to take on it, it was very tragic, she was rude, i have so many dramatic works in my repertoire, i’m just afraid, what did she

convince me of, she said that the war would end, it would begin peaceful life, i squeeze the earth in an embrace, not an inch without giving it to them, try it with the front, i’m subscribed to... sevastopol poetess, whose name is olga starushko, and as soon as she posted the poem, a hug in may 2022, it began to live in me with music, itself the poem was dedicated, which means that olga starushko has a friend, her friend’s husband, who went to defend his native place, and this was a mathematics teacher, alexander ishchenko, such a very kind, sincere person. he is a completely peaceful person, he left in the first days of the special operation to defend his homeland, he died, and after his death, having learned this story, olga starushko

wrote this poem, olga starushko herself says that this is dedicated to all the heroes who died now, in our time, right when i wrote this music, i wrote to olga starushko and received an answer from her that: this is a very significant height, this is the highest point in the acute grave, what is an acute grave,

lugansk, where the battles took place, there were battles for this height all the time, and even during the great patriotic war there buried the fallen heroes, right now continuation of the tradition on this sharp grave where the heroes of the special operation are buried, here is the luhansk ballad. the vision is broad to the dedication to all the heroes who died defending their homeland. today i was kept in lugansk on a sharp grave, the acacias of the angelic bush under the sun

are getting sweeter. it’s getting thicker, let’s hug, the homeland is sweet, so on the day of the long-awaited may they hug their loved ones that tears roll from their eyes, today they saved me. in lugansk on a sharp grave, remember what we wanted to drive away, the impenetrable earth to love to remain people, i i squeeze the earth in my arms, not giving it

to them by right.

preserved in lugansk at the ostaya mogila. anna, thank you very much for such a heartfelt performance, you know, even the applause, it seems to me, was inappropriate after this absolutely tragic song, because not because i didn’t want to say thank you to the performer and creators, but because i really wanted to be silent, and it seems to me that what

is really for an artist... or the biggest thing, yes, when after the last chord there is a long pause and only then applause - this is the most valuable, most valuable, thank you very much, olechka, i know that you wanted to tell a story, i wanted to say that today our young girls, because we remembered our grandfathers, our dads, someone may have great-grandfathers, who were the same age as boys.

i am not inclined to notice what character life takes, all of us, no matter a plowman or a warrior, for whom a happy corner is small, as well as those who were born of these trials, today i would like to talk about one hero, who is a muscovite, in 2016 he volunteered before this... at the age of 2, what is happening to the residents of donbass, in one of the battles he received very serious wounds, a spinal injury, and yet he was saved. and save the personnel himself, then he recovers for 2 and a half years, first on a walker, then with a cane, this muscovite’s name is mikhail pobedin, his call sign is

victory, he withstood it, thank you ulya, very much, songs are playing in our studio tonight , which have no time boundaries, now the song of the legendary... great singer claudia ivanovna shulzhenko will sound, which she first performed in 1943, let's smoke, will be performed by the wonderful actress alexandra rebenok. the orchestra is ready, we can begin. for a long time people will sing songs about our campaigns, about battles with enemies, in a circle with friends, often in the evenings; these days

someday we will remember fires, conflagrations, friends, comrades. somewhere, someday, we will talk, i will remember the infantry and my native company, and you for letting me smoke, let’s light a cigarette, comrade under me. "let's have a smoke, my comrade, when it's not there will be no trace of grief and we

will come to our loved ones again, we will remember how we went west in ukraine, we will remember these days someday." about fires, conflagrations, about friends, comrades, somewhere, someday, we let's talk, i will remember the infantry and my own company, and you for... you gave me a smoke, let's light a cigarette, comrade, let's light a cigarette, my comrade

, at our table is the wonderful actress ekaterina vullichenko, who has repeatedly starred in films dedicated to it ! military theme, and of course we all really admired and loved the film star where you played, and who did you want to be before the war? after all, it was good to show up in moscow, right now, and i have a sister in moscow, at the conservatory, wow! sings, she plays the violin, star, i am the earth, we, we hug you warmly, you understand me, you understand me, come back soon, please,

hatya, well, your family is probably also connected in one way or another with the great patriotic war, tell us about my ancestors, well, of course, i’m so... so sorry that neither my grandfather nor my grandmother saw this film, because i i think, okay, not about myself, but my grandfather, sergei zakharovich burov, was born in the village of lapukhovka, saratov region, in forty -two he went to the front, he was a technician, foreman, mechanic of the t-34 tank and... his medal for courage, and he has two of them, like two stars of the red banner, he received on july 19 , 1943, when, in the oryol region , under ... incessant artillery

mortar fire, he was able to repair a car that was hit by a shell, and thanks to this, the shells reached destinations, but he didn’t like to talk about the war, to his mother didn’t say anything at all, and my dad is also a military man, so he tried to talk to my dad, but he couldn’t...

so it seems darker to us, that i haven’t taken off my gymnast for a month, that i haven’t unfastened my belt for a month, i have it in stock, shell casing, in the pouch above there is a fragrant samosad, the soldier doesn’t need any extra property, we’ll wave without looking, like at the front. they say

that a soldier keeps in his pocket, a faded shirt, a letter from his mother, and grief from his native land, we spared nothing for victory, we didn’t even take care of our hearts, what to wish you today before the fight, because we are in the carriage. what makes you feel better, they are real,

they are real, they are truly felt, they are about something very intimate, yes, when their roads sang today, well, just cry, because these shots are still going on, you imagine your grandfather , how he repairs these cars, these tanks under this shelling, then all his life he taught, by the way, at a tank school, in what class in saratov. he lived in rostov, i remember several times

as a little boy i came there with with my dad, and there were feasts, and there were various conversations, family conversations, of course, but my grandfather didn’t talk about the war, and as for songs, i, like everyone else, have had these songs since childhood, because the most important holiday in our family - it was may 9, may 9 was a very special holiday, i remember all the parades that took place, it still seems to me that we all have the same childhood , all the songs, and i know them, a lot of them, that’s it my repertoire, the waban group, to which i sing all the songs of the great patriotic war, these are all the songs that i know and remember singing since childhood. why are these songs, it would seem, very

often simple-minded, completely, with very simple words, yes, with a simple melody, absolutely. outlived their creators, they have reached our time, and we sing them as if they were composed, look at the screen and listen to the creator of the song “the last battle, ” mikhail noshkin, 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 wrote the last song in one evening, that’s how it happened, somehow, because i i remembered, plunged, moved for a while into this very atmosphere, that’s all, without a secret, without, a little more, a little more, the last battle, it’s difficult, the most, and i’m going to russia,

i want to go home, i haven’t seen it for so long. mom, we haven’t had a rest for so long, we haven’t rested for so long, we just didn’t have time to rest with you, we plowed the fields like bellies, and tomorrow, tomorrow, finally, the last battle, a little more. yes, 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 really want to i haven’t seen my mother for a long time, we haven’t been able

to live from these friezes for a year now... golden sweat, blood flows like a river, and 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, he is difficult, the most, 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’ll meet for the last time tomorrow in the armchair, we’ll be able to serve russia for the last time, and it’s not at all scary to die for her, although everyone still hopes to live, a little more, a little more

a little bit, the last battle, it’s difficult, we, and 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.

there was a feeling, because the guys, of course, understand what they are fighting for, they are fighting for peace, they are simply protecting from enemies, for which, a deep bow to you guys, thank you. we are friends, birds of passage, but our life alone is not good, we didn’t have time to get married on earth, you won’t find a wife in the sky, because we are pilots. the sky is ours, the sky is our home, first of all, first of all, planes, well

girls, and girls then, first of all, first of all, planes, well, girls, and girls then, a tender image in dreams, you are dove, you want to give your heart forever. today you will meet, you will see, you will fall in love, tomorrow there is an order to fly away, because, because we are pilots, the sky is ours, the sky is our home, first thing, first thing, planes, and then girls, and girls then, first thing, first thing, planes. well, girls, and girls later, so as

not to meet with longing on the way, remembering the affectionate look, we decided, friends, not to fall in love even with the most beautiful girls. because, because we are pilots, the sky is ours, the sky is ours, our home, first of all, first of all , planes, and girls, and girls then, first of all, first of all, planes, well, from the girl, and girls, then. meet me, comrades, a young specialist will be doing an internship with us, where is the mugimo student, and where is

the tailoring? don't be afraid, he confused us with a model house, he coveted a fashion model. let’s go to paris with you, pack our bags and leave tomorrow. levechka, what happened, he’s cheating on me, what happened, what could you do? unworthy, he's from someone else peace, he will indulge himself and return, and you will suffer, sweet, charming, simple, well, not as beautiful as your past hobbies, but she is the one who can ruin our wedding, we need something so that the groom will see it immediately and want it , it’s not humanly appropriate to somehow dress the bride of her groom, thin materials, tomorrow. on the first, why did i call then?

steersman bourbon is a product of stellar group. mancacher whiskey, a product of the steller group. сnop gin, a product of the stellar group. cognac monte shock, product. rum castro, a product of stellor group. lyosha, let's turn it on so that there is something, now we'll start to figure it out. so, why bother, i want to show a movie to a person. there are people who make films out of thin air, and i make them out of myself. and you don’t have to tell me anything, i know everything. i know a lot of bandits, i go to the bathhouse. brother. he’s not an artist, he’s a personality, i think that strength is in the truth, like he ended up in the caucasus,

strictly speaking, because of me, we were filming there, there’s no need to relax, guys, the war is going on when seryozha left, what - something left my world, but it just became more difficult for me, because a friend of mine died, there is such a person, he forced me to carry a cross for easter, i almost fell, it is heavy, wooden, huge. so i’m waiting for someone to support me, because i might fall, and a crowd of people is following me, i basically got through it somehow, after the word, tomorrow is the first one. tonight we talk about songs that celebrate our victory. it’s a dark night, only bullets hang across the steppe, only the wind wakes up in the wires.

where he absolutely cannot imagine her being without a song, and so vividly and figuratively with characteristic of his temperament, he told me what he wanted, what the song should be, that a thing happened that had never happened to me either before or since. i sat down at the piano right away without any mistakes, played the entire song, which later

became a dark night, they called me. they woke up bernes, it was already late, he was sleeping off after intense filming, he arrived, learned the song, went to the studio, at night we got a guitarist somewhere and at night the studio song was recorded on tape, in the morning bernes was already singing this song filming the dugout scene, i want to meet you. with love, no matter what happens to me, yes, an absolutely brilliant song, and today in our studio it will be performed by retired special forces lieutenant colonel alexander vanyushkin, but first, you know, i wanted to ask you a question, are you the author of the unofficial anthem of the northern military district 333 , how did you

even come up with the idea? i don’t know, i’m here is my personal official version, that god gave this song to me, i wrote it in three minutes, it’s just as easily written as in principle and how to say it, so that i could somehow help support our fighters for our victory. brg. drg is going to bathe the polepole. and behind this pole is a russian boy. clearly corrects krat and soldier. 333 means name it. from dawn to dusk 333. 333 from the night of the nazari. from dawn to dusk 333.

night nazari from dawn to dusk 333 333 from night nazari from dawn to dusk 333. i heard that you wanted to volunteer, after decommissioning it turns out, i go, well, to the front line, i try to go somewhere deeper, well not just to increase the morale of the fighters, but a little bit of emotion, a smile something to do, we also carry humanitarian aid, it can be cold, but when i remember my grandfather, who fought for the great

fatherland at the age of 17, he went to the front at the age of 4 , he just told me, we are sitting in the trenches, it rains all day, we can’t raise our heads, because that snipers work, young boys of 17.5 years old, it’s frosty at night, and so for several days i remember him, he passed away somewhere when i was in second grade, naturally i’ve never heard such stories, and as everyone says, no one the feeling that they were taken into subscription, about the war not to say, that’s probably how it was...he spent the entire war using an anti-tank gun, and he also beat fascist tanks. in 1946 he returned home from the front, he was wounded, of course, then after being wounded he was transferred to older soldiers, as he said,

they chewed me out already, because well, i’m 17 years old, i have a son 25, also an officer, eldest son, i look at him, and i think, at the age of 17 these are such difficult hardships, now there are the same fighters, young and older. they also fight heroically, you just see and hear what the guys are doing, just geniuses, eternal glory to both our ancestors and today's heroes, but i ask you for the stage. it’s a dark night, only bullets hang across the steppe,

only the wind hums in the wires, here the stars twinkle. on a dark night, my beloved, i know you are not sleeping, and the children’s beauty, my dear, you are wiping away a tear, how i love the depth of your tender eyes, how... i want to cuddle up to them now, bah, the dark night divides

us, my beloved , and a disturbing black wall lay between us. “i believe in you, my dear friend, it is faith that saved me from a bullet on a dark night, i am happy, i am calm in mortal combat. “i know, you will meet me with love, no matter what happens to me, death is not

terrible, we met with it more than once in the steppe, and now it is over me. serve, you are waiting for me, you don’t sleep by the crib, so i know with nothing will happen to me. death is not scary, we have met with it more than once

, and now, it is friends with me, you are not sleeping by the crib, so i know that nothing will happen to me. our evening would not be complete if we did not remember the great song of the day.

victory. let's look at the screen and listen to the author of this song, david tusmania, before we perform it. this day of victory was lost in wickedness. the song was written in 75, for the thirtieth anniversary.

he sang it well, for some reason after that it didn’t sound again for several months, but nevertheless i offered it to other performers and in particular to the alexandrov song and dance ensemble, in general i hoped that... after all sooner or later this song will find, so to speak, its way to the viewer, to the listeners, i myself suggested to lev leshchenko, after some time, he performed the song victory day at the police day concert, which was broadcast live and millions of television viewers saw it, moreover, he sang it twice live, can you imagine? it smells, it's

a holiday, it's a joyful day, it's joy with tears in the eyes. victory day, how far it was from us, like a coal melting in a dead fire. there were miles burned in the dust, we brought this day closer as best we could, this day of victory, with the gunpowder of a slave, this is a holiday, with gray hairs. oh this is joy

with tears in my eyes, victory day, day victory, victory day, days and nights at the marden stoves our homeland did not close , days and nights, we fought a difficult battle, this day. we brought this victory day closer as best we could, with gunpowder of a slave, this is a holiday, strong in place, this is joy, with tears in our eyes, the day of victory, the day of victory, victory day,

hello, mother, not all of us have returned, we would like to run through the dew like a minibus , we walked half of europe, half of the earth, we brought this day closer as best we could, this day of victory, vices, this is a holiday. by force bring this joy with tears in your eyes, victory day, the day of victory, the day of victory!

hello, the vremya program is on the air, in the studio ekaterina andreeva, the main thing today. day of remembrance and mourning anniversary, the beginning of the great patriotic war. a wreath from the president to the tomb of the unknown soldier.