they continue their series of memorable photographs from the slavic bazaar, i will remember this day like this, well, right now i’m going to photograph the city and continue with my eyes, i’ll see you tomorrow in bazaar stories, my name is helena mirai, bye-bye.

dear friends, the prime minister of the republic of belarus roman aleksandrovich golovchenko is present at the holoconcert. good evening to you, good evening, good evening to the people, good evening to you, good evening! yes to good

people, hala paplava, hatse lapava, good evening to good people, hatsela pava, aper ya veranla, good evening for good people. good evening, good people, good evening!

my country, right, great glory, we fucked.

respect, kindness and demonstration of vitsebsk. good evening, dear friends. we are pleased to welcome guests, participants, and spectators of the thirty-

third international arts festival, slavic bazaar in vitebsk. dear friends, our gala concert takes place within the framework of the days of the union state, belarus and russia. such concerts have long become a good tradition in vitebsk, and i know that you, our dear viewers, are looking forward to it day. thank you very much for this. thank you, thank you for the full room, for being with us. so, we begin: the state secretary of the union state, dmitry fedorovich myazintsev, and the executive secretary of the parliamentary

assembly of the union of belarus and russia, sergei georgievich strelchenko, are invited to the stage. dmitry fedorich, dear, the floor is yours. dear friends, we are all, as they say, at the limit of excitement. we really want a concert to be presented to the guests of the city today, dear to us, vitebsk. which in a certain in the sense of the word, picks up the baton of the main concert, which was opened yesterday on this famous, bright stage by the president of the republic of belarus, chairman of the supreme state council of the union state,

alexander grigoryevich lukashenko. we heard yesterday. very sincere, warm words from the national leader of belarus about the amazing land on which we are now, which. gives russia and belarus, and the whole world, amazing talents. yesterday we saw how the head of the belarusian state presented awards from the union state to people who, with their talent and their work , make us richer many times over. yesterday, under these arches, the words were heard: the president of the russian federation, vladimir vladimirovich putin, the head of the russian state, once again

congratulated all of you, artists, organizers, residents of this amazing city and guests on this glorious holiday, a holiday that makes us stronger. brings people together, enriches our cultures and presents the slavic tradition to the whole world, so that everyone can see how belarusians and russians live today, strengthening their slavic, spiritual, cultural, this is very dear to us. we are opening the days of the union state today, these are the next 3 days. this concert is a gift to all of you, tomorrow we want

to present to children under the format of the union state a bright, colorful, with amazing costumes performance “the tale of tsar saltan”, for the children of vitebsk and those children who came with their parents to this amazing land today. oscarazakov, honored artist of russia and the best opera performer of belarus. who speak the same language with us, represent the cuisine, creativity of their folk

ensembles, folk crafts, and most importantly, they confirm that we are together, this is very dear, very important, you know, we say that the slavic bazaar unites us, this is true, we are talking about... nationality about folk art, that too true, but today, having thought about what the motto of this concert should be, we invite you to support a very simple formula, brotherhood is more valuable than any wealth. today, let it be so tomorrow and let it be so for decades in our future

journey together. we dedicate this concert 105th anniversary of the ancient, young, bright, energetic and beloved vitebsk. dear vitebsk residents, we are for you. with great respect we say that belarus has once again set an example for everyone, this is the unified position of the national leaders of russia and belarus to respect the feat of the soviet soldier and the soviet people during the great patriotic war, and on july 3, the day of the liberation of minsk, on the day of the national holiday, in the capital of belarus hosted a grandiose military parade, but the parade and achievements. of the entire republic, who presented the world with the products of their

enterprises, the special meaning in this plan of alexander grigorievich lukashenko was clear, we know how to defend ourselves, but we know how to create and work, this is expensive and valuable, this is an example for us, for all those who perceive the unified team of the union state as a multimillion-strong united people, and as the national leader of belarus has emphasized more than once, we have one space, from brest to vladivostok. thank you. to announce the welcoming address of the chairman of the parliamentary assembly of the union of belarus and russia vyacheslav viktorovich volodin, the floor is provided to the executive secretary of the parliamentary assembly of the union of belarus and russia, sergei georgievich strelchenko.

dear brothers and guests, glorious! republic of belarus, please decide to read out to me the welcoming address of the chairman of the state duma of the russian federation, chairman of the parliamentary assembly of the union of belarus of russia, vyacheslav viktorovich volodin. dear friends, i welcome you to the twenty- third international arts festival, the slavic bazaar has become the largest cultural event of the union state. and a business card card of the city of vitebsk, which this year celebrates its 105th anniversary. art invariably plays an important role in preserving the common history and rich cultural traditions of our peoples. the intense program of the festival will give many bright emotions to everyone who will

be on the hospitable belarusian land these days. i wish new participants. creative success, good mood to the guests, with respect, chairman of the parliamentary assembly of the union of belarus and russia, chairman of the state duma of the russian federation, vyacheslav viktorovich volodin. thank you, thank you, dear sergei georgievich, we invite you to come into the hall. we are starting a solemn ceremony, presenting diplomas of memorable prizes from the permanent committee of the union state for the creative embodiment of friendship between the peoples of belarus and russia. for preserving the popularization of national

culture, carrying out a high-level educational and educational project of the theater.

the slavic bazaar in vitebsk on the site of the vitebsk concert hall is awarded to the head of the vitebsk concert hall branch, vladimir nikolaevich varonetsky. belarus. co-creative embodiment.

for her contribution to the development and strengthening of belarusian-russian cooperation, organizing wide coverage of the events of the international arts festival slavic bazaar in vitebsk, the director of the belarus tv channel 3 of the belteleradio company natalya vasilyevna marinova is awarded. belarus! for the development and strengthening of intercultural ties between russia. belarus is awarding the general director of the state museum and exhibition center ros-izo, olga nikolaevna galaktionova. russia.

for the creative embodiment of the ideas of friendship between the peoples of belarus and russia. songwriter anna seluk is awarded. belarus. for outstanding services in the development of culture, art and... for many years of creative activity, the composer, people's artist of the russian federation, alexander sergeevich zatsepin, russia, is awarded!

dear viewers, i am very grateful to the organizers of this festival for inviting me, and of course,

i remember for the rest of my life, congratulations that it was 95 years ago, is it possible, yes, yes, it was, well, alexander sergeevich, now i asked with him, is it possible to reveal this home secret of his family, when his mother sang songs to little sasha, let us think that it was 95 years ago. dear dmitry

fedorovich, dear recipient, we invite you to the auditorium, thank you very much, applause again, as a sign of gratitude for your activities, as a sign that the whole hall congratulates, yes, dmitry fedorovich, of course. well, i only asked one remark from the presenters in violation of the regulations, i apologize for this to our dear audience, be patient, we wanted a concert make it bright, kind, memorable, but long-lasting, and then you tell us whether it worked or not, thank you, thank you, thank you. the people's brotherhood is more valuable than any

wealth, our festival, the vitebsk slavic bazaar, here on stage, throughout its entire life , proves that the unity of our peoples... belarus and russia is eternal and indestructible, and like heaven. majestic, and like a cornflower in a field, and like a rebellious power, now

sinful, now an angelic light... these are the cranes circling in the sky and the distance is transparent and beautiful, it’s like a betya, proud slavic soul, my soul, slavic land, my fox and rivers and fields, there are many happy ones and yes. the road is long and i will walk it with you , sharing it, so here we can sing songs forever together, my soul, slavic land, times are beyond your control, you know how to forgive and love, a lit hearth will not go out, and we will not forget each other. we all have the same origins, with

you we are one land, and to friends and relatives and distant ones, i wish peace and goodness, my soul, the slavic land, my forests and rivers and fields, there are many happy days, and the road is long, and i... i’ll walk through it with you, sharing, so there are songs here, we can sing together, my soul, slavic land, my soul, slavic land, my forests, and rivers and fields, there are not many happy ones, and the road is long, and i will go through it with you sharing,

but these songs are forever... together forever, my soul, slavic land, like a face, but... representatives of belarus and russia of different years at the international competition pop song performers vitebsk, anna blagova, evgeniy kurchich, belarus and ivan dyatlov and ekaterina slyshkina, russia. thank you,

good, good evening, dear viewers. and tv viewers, hello, beloved, hospitable, vitebsk, today is a concert, which, as we have already said, is held as part of the union days. the states of belarus and russia are especially festive, because this year belarus and russia are celebrating the twenty-fifth anniversary of the formation of the union state. but our long-term friendship, our history goes back not years, not decades, but many, many centuries. and we really want these good relationships without fail.

have always remained like this, and our concert, i am sure, will take place today in the warmest, friendly atmosphere, because the slavic bazaar in vitebsk is a unique place, a meeting place for friends, this is the warmth and comfort of this evening, we will try to convey the good and... long-time friends of the slavic bazaar, honored artist of the republic of belarus, alena speredovich, people's artist of russia, artyom kaminsky, honored artist of russia, ilona bronevidskaya, and tv presenter. today at

our concert we, dear friends, use the magical power of art. we will visit different parts of the union state, from brest to vladivostok. so, welcome to the stage of the russian national ballet kostroma.

russian national ballet castroman, thank you for your applause. union state.

and the fox, your flowering fields, you are my heart, you are my childhood, my cradle, the proud land of my ancestors. earth, caucasians, my homeland, from the high mountains of the caucasus, salam to all, bring misfortunes in half, give people all the good that was warm in the soul, from the high mountains of the caucasus, salad to everyone, share happiness, praise. give people everything dear, what was warm in the soul,

i love you, caucasus, there is no better region for me, my very home, my land, the tires of your mountains embrace the clouds here, you are my pride and my soul, the caucasus you are my homeland, from the high mountains of the caucasus, salam to everyone, bring happiness, praise, give good things to people, so that your soul is dark, with high year of the caucasus,

here are millions of eyes and hands intertwined forever, in each of our names there will be thunderstorms, let the sun shine for you, as a priceless gift of friendship to us. after all, together we are one family from

the high mountains of the caucasus, salam to everyone, share happiness in half, give people all the good that was warm in the soul, from the high mountains of the caucasus, everyone, share happiness with praise for.

dear friends, welcome to our stage the state academic dance ensemble of belarus, soloist anastasia voronova. "oh, and the wolves sowed the lyankas, oh, the wolves sowed the lyankas, oh, the sir of the lyankas, may the joy of the rear!" nok all belyusenki, kuzhalek,

vulyanitsa sowed, vulyanitsa sowed, vulyanitsa sowed, lyankas, lyankas, lenok.

they wore papys and wore them, they sat down, they sat down, they tore the feathers, weaved them, collected them, that 's all, then they all ran away to the state, they all walked, took a stroll, and poured the pots, oh, and the wilting of the former witches was sowed by

the daughters. so it’s evening, the grass has sown, the grass has sown, it has sown.

state academic dance ensemble of belarus. how many routes do you need in order to make your way? as much as there is a need for sustratsya, for the sake of self-righteous attacks, life is built up, not everyone knows everything, they look for their skin, culture, and the eighth of may is here, falling and

smargon. my dear soul is in the galleys, the beast, right from the schools, i give you the dust, the hell of the ditch and the fires, praise the pale, swore in the costumes of the chain, only here it is possible understand how to adapt your soul. here are the sights and eyes of us closer, yes, we are going to twist everything, we are searching for our skin, and all the time we are here, and we are afraid and yes smargon, our dear soul is in

the distance, at beraze nokh, right now the school is covered. i add to you yago pa kryga hell kanyanets and yes biarozy praises pallet stralisya at the scythe song the pollen of the bell ringing my land my old lady.

and yes, the land and yes the smargon, the heart of yours in the distances, at berazeno’s right when we cover, we give you yago pokrykha, hell kamyantsa and yes biarosa. karina yulia bykova, honored dzyakui republic team. belarus song, music and dance ensemble "white dews". thank you,

our two fraternal peoples, russia and belarus, are connected by true friendship, which can be the envy of many countries, right? well, it’s all because such simple, human things have been established between us. cordial, sincere relationships, well, as it happens with real friends, yes, she really is connected by common interests, among which music definitely occupies an important place. and now a composition written by outstanding composers of our countries will be performed, alexandra nikolaevna pakhmutova and igor mikhailovich luchenok, nikolai. it is called russia belarus on our stage, honored artist of the republic of belarus victoria oleshko

and the samotsvety ensemble. i don’t dare say, our life is joy and sadness, if belarus is in my heart, then you are in my heart, russia, if in my heart... belarus, then you are in my heart, and

suffer, laugh until you cry, we love our polesie forests, we belong among these birches. i don’t presume to predict fate, our life is joy and sadness, if in my heart, belarus, that means you are in my heart, russia. that means you are in my heart, russia, that means in

my heart, belarus, the new century, it will happen at our doors, more fun, my comrade brother, they say. we are not free yews, not for us, not a border, not a barrier, if belarus is in my heart, then you are in my heart, russia, russia, if you are mine. my heart is russia, which means belarus is in my heart. let's preserve

the crane and the willow and the flaxen sky, not to break our common faith, not to destroy either mik or moscow, if that's all. in my heart, belarus is together, that means you are in my heart, russia, russia, if you are in my heart, russia, russia, then in my heart, belarus.

thank you, legendary group, you are the color itself, honored artist of the republic of belarus, victoria oleshka, thank you, thank you, thank you. bazaar for the invitation, happiness, joy, good luck, prosperity to all, all the best, thank you belarus, thank you, let’s sing together, the world is not simple, not simple at all, you can’t

hide in it. from the storm from thunderstorms, it is impossible to escape from the winter south and from separations, from bitter separations, but besides troubles, not abandoned troubles, there is sunshine in the world of stars, there is a home and the warmth of the fire, i have you, i have you, everything that... in life i have, everything that is the joy of every day, everything that dreams worry about, that’s all, that’s all you, everything that’s in i have life, everything that makes the joy of every day, everything that i call my destiny is connected.

connected only with you, the world is not simple, not at all simple, but i’m not afraid, don’t be violent, negros, the cold is not terrible, the heat is not terrible, if you’re with me , you’re next to me, don’t be sad, don’t be sad in vain, when trouble suddenly arises on the way, holy i can handle it, love of the land, because i have i have, everything that i have in life, everything that is the joy of every day, everything that you worry about, it’s mine, it’s what you are. everything that

i have in life, everything that is the joy of every day, everything that i call my destiny is connected, connected only with you, the slavic bazaar congratulates alexander nefedov, anatoly kotov, georgy lassengo, honored artist of russia, lena presnyakova ! because i have you, i have everything that i have in life, everything, everything i need from every

day. everything, and what are you water, that’s all, that’s all you, everything that there is in life. i have, everything, everything, what is the joy of every day, everything that i call my destiny is connected, connected, only with you, connected, connected only with you, whether by you, whether by you, only with you, thank you, thank you, legendary, gems, thank you,

we have something remember together, because at the festive table with family and friends, we sing the same songs, and the soviet stage, especially... this year, yes, this year we celebrate the 110th anniversary of the birth of this outstanding, much- loved musician . there are so many anniversaries this year. in the sixties great

the composer wrote a wonderful, world-famous song: the volga river flows. and for the first time we heard it, of course, performed by the favorite of many generations, people's artist of the soviet union, lyudmila. and attention, this year marks the 95th anniversary of the birth of lyudmila georgievna, so this song will be performed now in memory of these outstanding creators and in honor of our friendship. and it will be performed by an artist who, back in ninety-seven, was blessed by people’s artist lyudmila zykina herself in her solo singing career. alena petrovskaya is on stage.

a river flows from afar for a long time. volga, the volga river flows, there is no end, among the ripe bread, among the white snow, my wave flows, and i am 17 years old, my mother said, everything happens, son, maybe you will get tired of the step of the roads when

you come home at the end of the road, svaila . don, let go of the bolga, from far away, the volga river flows for a long time, the volga river flows, there is no end and edge, among the grains of the world. my will flows among the white snow, and i’m already 30 years old, that first glance and

the first splash of the oars, everything was just a rush. took it away, i’m not sad, there was no scale from that one, in return. and your love is with me, come, among the bread of the world. white among the white snows

my volga has been flowing for seventy years, here the wallpaper is ripping and here samari’s friends, everything without which we are. it’s impossible for a child to live, from distant forests there is a clear silence, another boy sings along with me, from afar the volo river flows for a long time.

the volga river flows, there is no end to the region, among ripe bread, among white snow, my vologa flows, and i am 17 years old.

a native of belarus, alena petrovskaya. thank you! dear belarus! alena petrovskaya, bishop's choir of the holy spirit cathedral cathedral of the city of minsk. and the russian national ballet kostroma. this year belarus celebrates the eightieth anniversary of its liberation from the nazi invaders. during the years of war , people of different nationalities stood up to defend our native land, but the most numerous nation at the front were the russians. in the same way, belarusians took

part in the defense of russian cities. the great patriotic war united our peoples even more. common faith in victory, love for the homeland and pain, pain during these terrible years. they put everything they experienced during the war into their creativity, in their poems and songs and left brighter. trace in art. oh, the roads are dusty. fog of cold anxiety in

the steppe storm you can’t know your share, maybe you’ll fold your wings in the middle of the banter. and all around there is a raging flame and dangling bullets. moran is circling, your friend is in buryan, lying dead, and the road moves on. khilitsa,

huddled around, foreign land is buried all around, the cut of a pine tree, the sun rises, at the porch of the native, mother. your son is waiting and along hidden paths, steppes, clearings, everything looks after you, equal eyes, gifts, yes...

madness, cold, anxiety, storm of light, snow and wind, remember, friends, there are roads there, you can’t forget.

honored artist of the russian federation. people's artist of the republic of bashkatastan oscar abdrazakov. chief regent of the bishop's choir of the holy spirit cathedral, vitaly sobolevsky. my age has not yet been lived, but every day i tremble, and the war seems young, i thought this in the past, traces of wounds on the skin, when any

pain knew no bottom, across the sea by land, our souls roam, losing the closest addresses. as if the world outside was of no use to anyone until the war did not burn your eyes, the lights are burning, they are burning in england, all wars are only in your head, no matter how much you feed the wolf, it will rush into the forest, the lights are burning, here... here and there, 200 for each person for the truth, bookmarks love, for happiness danides, my life has not yet lived,

the reins are tense, driving those in the fence around in a circle, i believed that it was possible. from the position of the luge, to understand where the wars on earth are coming from, in the palms of the copper scoured into the sky, as if the fragments of our days are flying from it, the wings are not scorched, crazy wars in the desert, where people are not like people, they burn, fires, fires burn in england. all wars are only in the head, and no matter how much you feed the wolf, it will rush into the forest, the lights say. here and there for each 200 grams for the truth

for the smoothness of love for happiness, let the war not give. the fires are burning, they are burning in angla, all the fighting is only in the head, and no matter how much you feed the wolf, it will rush into the forest, they say, the fires, here and there, 200 grams for each, for the truth, for the clutches of love, for...

arseny borodin ballet olga shamrova show-ballet is a sensation in belarus. being on this legendary stage, we simply have to say words about people of art, about people art, who went through the great patriotic war, but some emerged as heroes, while others did not return alive. representatives of science, culture, and art made the greatest contribution to the liberation of belarus; many theater and philharmonic artists went to the front and joined the partisans.

academic ensemble, songs and dances of the russian army named after alexandrov.

head, artistic director of the ensemble "honored artist of russia, colonel gennady sachenyuk." we are the salt of pozona and breed, as geranless as fire, calm as the fire, we are the army of the country, we are the army of the people, our great sweater, the history of the war is not in vain, it is not in vain that the country hopes for us, the sacred words of asta are behind us. we remember the times, the sacred words

were spoken, we remember the time, while the wind was blowing on the vistanka, a formidable land was approaching, the ground greeted. under the set and fire, flew to the honest, the code for the battle of fire, and a lot of light guarantee, all the fire, kritanpisto circle, the crew in the combat vehicles, hanging.

i, but instead of a heart there is a flame, higher, higher and higher, our great field, in everyone held a shield, peace, like things, sew peace of mind. we have long been accustomed to service at sea, even if we have not been called yet, even if we are not experienced, but we do difficult service, we do it well, you know, this is there for america, service, service on earth for that, and if it’s for me.

the young russian fleet will come to its senses at a high price.

you put me to sleep under a green pine tree

... you put me to sleep. name, kalinka, kalinka, my kalinka, there is a berry in the garden, raspberry, my raspberry, kolinka, mine, sallya, raspberry, may!

you're above me, don't make noise above me, kalinka, kolinka, kalinka, mine, there is a berry in the garden,

raspberry, my raspberry, uh, kalinka, kalinka, my kalinka, there is a berry in the garden, raspberry, kolitsa, kolitsa, kolitsa, police, kolitsa, police, beauty, maiden soul, love you got me, hallelujah. love me

callin. kalinka, my kalinka, there is a berry in the garden, raspberry, my raspberry, oh, kalinka, kalinka, my kalinka, berry in the garden, raspberry, my little one, kalinka, may kalinka, i am little, raspberry, kalinka, knee, kalinka, mine, oh, kalinka, kalinka, my kalinka. people's artist of belarus anatoli ermolenko and choir

academic ensemble dance songs of the russian army named after alexandrov. you know, when i was a young soldier, i served in that one, and we all lived in that huge country. i served in the most powerful army in the world, i served, i was invited to the military dance song ensemble, and i dreamed of

performing a song with alexandrov’s ensemble, now here in the slavic bazaar, but dreams come true, then they didn’t take me, but now somehow it turned out, i don’t know, it was normal, right? thank you, you know, it’s very great that we spend such holidays, it’s very great that we remember our roots, it’s great that we sing the same songs and let... be inexhaustible, krynitsy, inexhaustible, the krynytsy of our friendship, happy holidays to you, in my memory there have been and will be past lives, more than once right there gadzins, and i know i want to go there,

and places... sagets like meetings, in the summer, in the winter, and the hell of the pagoda, all the same, the roof fell in the fire. krynichanka, krynichanka, holy beat the keys, and you are a krynichanka. and the end and the beginning, krynichanka, krynichanka, holy spout, give me a little krynichanka, yashche, yashche once.

i’m holy, i used to have a roof, and i remember the meadow strainer, that yes, the roofs of all of them were withered, and at the same time few people came in, although that roof was all the same. bo hutka hour zhytstsya prahodzitsya, and i want pazhyts yashche. krynichanka, krynichanka, holy, i will give you the keys, you gamonish, krynichanka, and day, and

on... you, krynichanka, krynichanka, holy water, a sip, grant me krynichanka, yashche, yashche once, krynichka, krynich. holy keys, amonich you krylychanka, and the day and the beginning, krylychanka, krylychanka, holy

vada. needle, grant me some krynichanka, yashche, yashche all at once. syabry ensemble people's artist of belarus anatoly ermolenko. dear friends, this year syabry is celebrating its anniversary. 50 years, half a century on this stage. friends! let us now

thank this illustrious team of singer, musician, composer, anatoly yarmolenko, for their creativity, for these songs that unite people, because they are filled with true love for life, live long, we applaud you. jakui, bravo! the artists leave to applause, of course, as we have already said, 2024 is rich in anniversaries, this year

another amazing group is celebrating its 10th anniversary, the pesnyary ensemble, but i also have another anniversary, yes... the audience applauds at the sounds of this favorite music, so it will be.

i’ll turn on the stove in a hot place, hey, warm up , brownie, and then i’ll go to the river for some ice-cold water, add some birch drops, golden logs of heat, and then i’ll put it on the table, an old russian samovar, and then i’ll put a russian samovar on the table, ovens, benches, uh, in the stoves, benches, on the stoves affectionately.

katsya yaz, kanyusha, katsya yaz, kanyusha, katsya i, a scanty swede, look at the dzyauchyna, and the dzyauchyna, the zhytka stings, and the dzyauchyna zhyta stings, and the dzyauchyna zhatazha. i was looking at you, i’m not saying anything, i’m saying that i’m not saying anything,

i’m saying that i’m not saying anything, i’m going to ask my mother, my dear mother, my dear mother. my mother, my lover, and don’t underestimate me, gifts, to stanislav, so byars, to stanislav, so byyars, to stanislav, as she gave all the glory, when i heard the robin’s voice, i will remember the forgotten knowledge. three little birch bridges, i will quiet down without a name, i ask you, quickly forget to

come to me, like a dear land, birch, pray at the market, like the road ahead.

politicians, scientists and

artists, but vitebsk glorified the whole world, its truly brilliant native, mark walked. and turning to vitebsk, he said: “i lived away from myself, but in each of my paintings you can feel your breath, each of them brings memories of you.” after meeting with the artist , he expressed his longing for his beloved city. in his poems, robert rozhdestvensky, remember these lines, you are not from vitebsk, no, i am not from vitebsk. these lines have become a symbol of a person’s love for his hometown.

he is old, similar to his loneliness, he doesn’t want to talk about the weather, he immediately asks a question, and you are not from vitebsk, the old-fashioned jacket has worn out on the lapels, no, i’m not from vitebsk, for a long time. there’s an exhibition in venice, so you’re not from vitebsk, no, not from vitebsk, he looks to the side, doesn’t hear, doesn’t hear, some kind of person who’s not here... breathes from afar, trying to touch childhood

carefully, and there’s neither kan nor cote d'azur, not the present glory, bright and confused, he reaches out to vitebsk, like a plant, that vitebsk is his, calcined. pinned to the ground by a fire column, there are death weddings, baby showers and fairs, especially large apples are ripening there, there is a sleepy driver driving children, and you are not from vitebsk, he falls silent, suddenly pronounces the very name of

the streets, smolenskaya, castle, just as he boasts about the volga river, and waves his childishly transparent hand, so you are not from vitebsk, you must say goodbye, goodbye, hurry home,

hajdeno malena i brala leaba stajte ćelas ajro male najbralale.

haide rumali, hajde pralali.

i'll vomit my soul, i won't tell the truth, who i love, razrichanka, those times quickly, drop one little hand, drop another, oh, i know, i know who i'm pooping with, i just don't know who i'm with, oh, i know, i know who i'm rolling with , i just don’t know who i live with, oh, in the garden, garden, little garden, pink flowers are blooming there, oh, i walked and

said, oh my god, whom i loved, i wanted and said, you are such a sweet guide to me, oh, you are so sweet , my little charmer, your little one enchanted, enchanted...

this is russian land, this is russian place, this

russian land, i see mountains, valleys, i see rivers, and maryak. these are russian paintings, this is my homeland, here are russian paintings, here is the birthplace of may, i hear the singing of the jabarong. and i would become a joke, the hut is a russian old lady,

this is my homeland, this is a russian old lady, people and me. this is the homeland, kuban cossack.

my childhood native land, your endless expanses, your green fields. all these rivers, forests, lakes, all this is my belarus, in the blue sky, storks and mushrooms in the forest, people. all solo in my land, i’ll open the window in the same house, i’ll cling to my mother’s cheek again, i’ll remember my childhood in belarus, my heart

will feel so warm, i thank my native country for everything, i will go to church today, i will light a candle, for my belarus, for those people whom i love very much, i would not travel so much, no matter where i am , i always miss you. my tier, you are my fatherland, my homeland, in you, my strength, the fortress of the soul, we are responsible for our belarus, our great-grandfathers all lived here, they grow up and

live here. there will be our children, our dear mother, belarus, i will bow my head to the memory of my ancestors, then i will quietly return to my youth, my heart will be filled love, pure tender love for you. no matter where i go, i always miss you, my belarus, you are my fatherland, my homeland, in you, my strength, fortresses, soul, we will

carefully preserve our land. protect her peace and quiet, my belarus is protected by god and the people with their country, so god give us strength and faith, save my land, i miss my father, my pelanus, you are mine. fatherland, my homeland, you are my strength, strength and soul, just don’t go, no matter where i am, i always miss you, my belarus, you are my fatherland, my homeland, my strength, fortress

and... soul, thank you very much, low bow, today it is a great honor to take part in the concert of the union state, we are belarusians and russians, one people, we have a common culture, traditions, values ​​and memory, and now i want to sing for you again one song with lyrics by anna seluk and music by oleg shumarov. and we will be happy, the bustle is endless, day gives way to day and

we rush along the oncoming road. catching up with my own, and i really want to exhale, turn off the road, meet my loved ones again and rest with my soul, and we will be happy, smiling and celebrating, celebrating, and we will be happy, despite all the winds. warm yourself with your loved ones, loved ones, warmth and joy, joy, start your new day, with new... love again, we communicate so rarely, we are looking for a reason to meet, forgetting that the main thing is to take care of each other,

then we can exhale confidently, then you can find out, and sweat in everything. go, and we will be happy, smiling and celebrating, celebrating, and we will be happy, despite all the winds, warm yourself with your loved ones, warmth and joy, joy, start your new day, new words of love. and we will be happy, we will be happy,

smiling and celebrating, and we will be happy, despite all the winds, and we will be happy, smiling and celebrating. and we will be happy, despite all the winds, warm yourself with your loved ones, warmth and joy, start your new day, new love, thank you, low bow, thank you. honored artist of the republic of belarus, ruslan olikhno. thank you, thank you, ruslan, attention to the left.

ruslan likhno. and the best audience in the world, the city of vitedsk. thank you. friend, this. sincere human relationships are the only true path to happiness, peace and prosperity of our peoples.

hello slavic bazaar! we return to the port ships, we will gather together with our friends, in the circle of our friendly family, good songs will be played, we will sing about our native lands. about unearthly love and faith in

my heart, keeping the memory of pure sons of victory, friends, there are no obstacles for meeting, and no matter what the weather, there is one friendship for all, one friendship for all, one song, and one road, we all live in the world for a reason, we are not talking about what we have lived we regret, while there is light, friends, with our hearts we do not grow old, and with a broad soul we are...

strong, only our path is straight, we must go through life together, we still have a lot ahead of us, friends, not to meet obstacles, and it doesn’t matter , what the weather is like, friendship is the same for everyone. there is one friendship for all, one song, and one road, friends, there are no obstacles for meeting, and no matter what the weather, one friendship for all, one friendship for all, one song and one road, one friendship for all.

honored artist of russia, sergei vaitenko. russia and belarus are on a roll, friends. thank you, dears, i want to invite my friends to this stage. a unique, illustrious duet: bayan mik, meet. and of course, i myself can, or rather, i want to play for you. you approve of the button accordion, let's go, rock it!

honored artist of russia sergei vaitenko, instrumental duet, wayan mix, show ballet, sensation, and your applause. friends, allow me to speculate, it seems to me that many people say that the greater the difference between generations, between people of different ages, the deeper the chasm of misunderstanding, i

want to disagree with this, there is truly a magical remedy, it is the language of art, understandable to everyone, which unites... different nations, people of different ages, from young to old. how many generations have grown up with wonderful songs that immediately became hits after the release of cult soviet songs. ivan vasilyevich changes his profession many others. friends, you probably guessed it, we have the honor of inviting to our stage the legendary composer who gave us many of our favorite songs. national artist! russia, alexander zatsepin, everything is ghostly,

in this raging world, there is only mick, for hold on to it, there is only. there is a gap between the past and the future, it is he who puts on life, there is only a moment between the past and the future, it is this moment that is called life.

people cannot always be close, people cannot always be together, love, earthly love cannot burn endlessly, tell me why then do we love, tell me why we... love each other, counting alone, burning hearts, burning hearts, if i were a sultan, i would have three wives. i would be surrounded by triple beauty, but on the other

hand, with such matters, so many white worries were saved, it would be nice to have three wives, but very bad on the other hand, not bad at all, without a wife at all, much better from any side. you may not respond to love, deceive my dreams, just don’t forget that there are still sorcerers in the world, i hurt you for a long time with witchcraft grass, no matter where you run, there, no matter what you do, there you will still be mine, not anywhere if you get married, fall in love and get married, you will still be mine.

a star will light up above the earth, the wind will touch the leaves, and you yourself will decide to submit to my witchcraft, i have long given you witchcraft grass to drink, wherever you are i didn’t run there, no matter what you do, but you will still be mine, you won’t go anywhere, you will fall in love. and you get married, you’ll still be mine, i gave you the witch’s herb a long time ago, no matter where you run, no matter what you do, you’ll still be mine, you won’t go anywhere, you’ll fall in love and get married, you’ll still be mine, this world was not invented by us, this world was not invented by me, this world was not invented by us, this world was not invented by me, not invented by me, that rushes day after day, sometimes joy,

sometimes sadness, some people can’t, but the world is structured like this, that everything is possible in it, but nothing can be corrected afterwards, this world was not invented by us, this world was not invented by me, this world. invented by us, this world invented by me, la-la-la, people's artist of russia alexander zatsepin, ivan dyatlov, nastya kravchenko, vocal group status, art project brendby.

alexander sergeevich, we love you! all the best things that were created on earth were always made with love.

your friendship is very important to us, in turn, on behalf of all russians, i am pleased to express my love and gratitude for your friendship, for support, for your sincerity towards russia! the most valuable thing on earth is to live in peace, the greatest power on earth, we know this well, is love, it all begins with it. honored artist of russia, zara. they say,

in the beginning there was a word, and i proclaim again, everything begins with love, everything begins with love. insight and work, the eyes of flowers, the eyes of a child, it all begins with love, it all

begins with... with love, with love, i know this for sure, everything even hatred, dear eternal, sister of love, it all begins. with love, dream and fear, wine, tragedy, hardship and feat, it all begins with love, everything. is filled with

love, spring whispers, live for you, and you will sway from the whisper, and you will begin to straighten up. it all starts with love, everything. it comes out of love,

they say, in the beginning there was a word, and i proclaim everything again. it starts with love, everything starts with love, i'm so happy. that today i am here at the legendary slavic bazaar, i wish everyone love, fulfillment, inspiration, and

know that all the most beautiful things in this life begin with love, take care of each other, peace your home! para-pair people, this is a whole planet, from the edge of the swarm to the ground, with a hand missing, the intersection of starry rivers, i see on the map of the sky, we, we need to be there, we need to fly there, the cities will burst into flames to sing, we live every day hurry up, forget to look. after all, on the stars at night, a couple of people can become one universe, we need to love and dream there, i will give you this world,

a colorful and bright love, don’t be sad, no matter what, peace to your home, and let everything be. okay, i'll give you this world, he filled with flowers and colors, don't be sad, no matter what, peace to your home, and may everything be fine, peace to your home, and may everything be fine,

hang, remember your main reason when the lights go out, time to live in the dark, a couple of people will change or forget, for us, for us, there, we must learn to love, i will give you this world. multi-colored and bright and catch, do not paint, no matter what, peace to your home, and may everything be fine, i will give you this world, it is filled with colors and colors, do not let in, no matter what, peace.

i will give you this greeting, multi-colored and bright , don’t ruin it, no matter what, peace to your home, and may everything be fine. i will give you this world, it is filled with flowers and colors, no matter what it tastes good. peace

to your home, and may everything be fine, peace to your home, peace to your home, love, low bow, honored artist of russia, zara! may there be peace in every home, and may everything be fine with each of you. yes, these are the songs that are heard today in our concert, may there always be friendship between our nations, it remains like this, let it grow stronger day by day. and it is very important

to remember that when we are together, we can handle any obstacles, when we are together, the holidays, look how bright and cheerful they are, the songs are sung well, joyfully, at our holiday the art group turetsky choir, folk russian artist, mikhail turetsky. silvers are like your mood, forests, forests, go to kos mountains, this is my russia, native expanses, plant along my shore. ears, where

dreams are stored in my native fields, where as a boy i ran until dawn, and i have not forgotten you my land, i will not forget where my field is, i will be happy, i will live by one destiny, to live under the sky, with my homeland, here... my star is burning, at the sound, i hasten to return to touch the world again, where nature is , that there is no dearer, love lives there, where there are forests, forests, rivers, proof of the mountains, this is my russia, slave open spaces. so to the sogors, this is my russia, my

native expanses, palms full of living water, i will bring them to my face, in the morning rays, the coolness of the wind with the glistening of leaves, conquer me again. earth, here is envy, only in the nest, i can enjoy the view from above, i can see centuries-old mountains, see the world from afar, i will never leave here, there is no land, see the creature, where it is stronger, my heart beats, love lives there, where the forests are.

here my mother sang, here my father was born, i am happy that the light appeared here, viteps with us, where there are forests, forests, and red mountains, this is my country.

simple, like the mood, dear, our new songs from russia with love. well, we continue, ladies and gentlemen, the work is legendary and it will be performed by special request. alexandra nikolaevna pakhmutov, to poems by nikolai nikolaevich dobronravov, first half. i want everyone to sing, i will show. words and you will be able to conduct you, look around, unfamiliar passer-by, your gaze is familiar to me, your

incorruptible gaze is familiar to me, come here, maybe i’m doing this, just put it down, we always recognize you from you, nothing on earth passes forever, and we’re listening to youth still, let’s listen to the city, we sincerely love it. it’s incredible, without rehearsals and fees, we were greeted without smiles then, all the flowers on the roads of the earth, we

friends, they forgave for mistakes, only betrayals, they could not forgive, nothing on earth passes without pain, and she who walked in her youth still without...