all my life until my death, the 21st century, like the middle ages, has fallen, a masquerade, without fear of twirling, a mask on the face, popsicles in the hands.

hey, a mask makes a coward bolder, makes stupid people smarter, you don’t recognize yourself without a mask, you’re a flying ghost attacked by a masker.

i tried, but no, well, i tried, you got kicked out anyway, it doesn’t matter, but i didn’t go straight to this solo project for so long, but i was rather motivated by this pandemic, i had a lot of free time, and i thought, why not do some... those songs that were left behind. i didn't kill them; on the contrary, i

suggested some of them said, why didn’t they take it? well, in general, they said that this is not hard enough for ari, this is popsola, this is this, no, this song was born during the process of working on the album, that is , i showed some songs, but they somehow didn’t go well, so margarita anatolyevna decided and encouraged me to do this all the time, that is, to use you as a vocalist? no, no, no, i’m a singer-songwriter, what kind of vocalist am i, i didn’t think of this project as something global, i was thinking about recording a few songs, forget about this, and the fact that i will suddenly be invited to perform live or like here, thank you very much, but here it’s dead, yes it turns out, i say, or like here, that is, on television, i mean on morgulnik, on a respected program , i couldn’t even pester you, so, first of all, you’re a good piece of art.

people i like appear here, thank you very much, let’s play then, and then we’ll chat some more, now a song will be performed. which in general is an exception in our literal work, that is, it was written on ready-made verses, which it happens very rarely here, it’s called a russian dream.

and silence, between laughter and despair, between fear and courage, darkness and delight of rainbows, russian sleep, elements, winds, the holiness of snow from the grass. dirt roads for kilometers from the tired age.

knowing things, thirsting for food, angels flying silently, killing a noticeable cross, singing yourself like a song, the russian dream of execution, all...

to live and not know by whom the unique russian dream was born.'

soul of reason and crookedness.

via superstar, today we will sing the songs of our empress, irina allegrova, fifth jury member, everyone's favorite irina allegrova, will also stage.

today is a unique day, everything is unpredictable, tomorrow at 20:20 on ntv, they want to kill me. let’s figure it out, what’s there to figure out, they want to bang, let them bang, kill, that means killed, you yourself volunteered to glue the fins, what doesn’t stick here, but i see, as soon as i glued the fins, i immediately started giving out orders right and left, stir things up water, it’s a million-dollar deal, but we desperately need underwater archaeologists, raise the waves, blow up andryukha, in the middle of the white not before our eyes, but i calmer, now i will deal with the investigation in yuzhnomorsk in order to pin down... the most dangerous fish, it’s all somehow strange, don’t you think, it looks like a setup, i repeat once again, less

amateur performances, only sergei zharkov is capable of this, always ready, what’s your name, dubrovsky, all for the sake of dolphin, they wanted to kill vasilisa, just like andrei, dolphin, new season, but he’s really alive, from monday at 20:00 on ntv, by the way. thank you very much, god willing it’s not the last, today we are presenting your album, which was released on venile, where is the album, why don’t i see it and can’t control myself, now everything will be, will be, will be, will be, yes, now yes everything, right, where, like that, miracles, okay, you recorded it with other musicians , that is,

you didn’t pull any of the aryans, no, why? well, first of all, i didn’t like some of the songs, but what’s the difference, listen, the group didn’t like them, but to pull out the canvas, let’s say, maxik, that is, you don’t like them either, well, why not, i wanted to do the opposite so that it is as unlike aria as possible, but... it didn’t work out, but it doesn’t matter, it doesn’t matter, and you recorded it as if for yourself, but in general it turned out very unexpectedly for me, i thought about recording it and posting it on some streaming services, and, thank god, i have such friends, they say, let’s do crowdfunding, people can be given lots with cds, with vinyl, but i didn’t count on this at all, but thank god it worked out, so in general it’s on...

the performance is only god loves a trinity, you ’ve already won, this is your fourth performance, i’m playing, thank you, the next song is called the devil is in your eyes.

it’s like a spell, and i go pump, i think the world is crazy, i think the world is crazy, there behind the wall, there behind the wall, how crazy we are, how crazy we are, help with you,

cunning without in my eyes, like desires for ... bathe, my head is spinning for a long time, yes, that there is only one in the world, punished, but i will drink, but this drink is sweet to me. the voice cuts innocently, early so deep, accumulate drops, you gradually pour yours to me, i got drunk, your gaze caresses,

rubs again, the needle bansit me, i’m dying. and i am resurrected in the shuffling end of the fire, how crazy the world is, the world is crazy, and behind the wall, behind the wall, even we are crazy, help is with you, cunning, without my eyes, i am in desires on my lips, circling. i’m pushing tacola, but there’s only one in the world, given to me as punishment, but i ’m this sweet.

how crazy there is with the wall. he said it’s equal to me, but i’ll drink it, drink it sweet time, my.

that's for sure, i even lived, of course, i even lived , all vnukovo's children should become pilots, first on cosmonaut street, we were such boys, you saw how much intersection some man came with a camera and drew us a rocket on the asphalt with chalk. sit around, he says, and look into the camera, we looked, then my mother brings me the evening newspaper moscow, children on the streets of cosmonauts play as cosmonauts,

this is where the dream ended, or did you want to tie me up, my father was the commander of the ship, and he often me i took it with me, then it was not so difficult, and of course i spent a lot of time in the air with it and generally went to the airfield. and i would like to be a pilot, but first of all, i heard the beatles, and then i began to doubt is it worth becoming a pilot ? will you go to flight school, after the eighth grade they did a cardiogram and said you have a murmur? in my heart, in my opinion, it was metal, now, in my opinion , half of teenagers have a heart murmur, that is, it goes away later, but for me it was from the mass, and i am so pure-hearted that everything

became a beatle, yes, well, the beat practically went, that is, i began to study music even more closely, and then you managed to fly something, you had the chance yourself, but about 5 years ago it turned out that the neighbor in the dacha with whom we lived there for 20 . years, i found out that he is an instructor in small aviation, he has his own plane and in general, well, it was such a godsend for me that i began to go to his airfield, he began to teach me, about five years ago, and i go to him. i fly, in general i’m certainly not a real iceman, i probably have about 20 hours there independent so, and so i, well, you can transport the tv from village to village, and if you need anything, please contact me. vitaly dubinin and friends.

gray day is colorless night, the whole world is a prison, here everyone is destined to go crazy and spin the wheel, do them the same, do not look for meaning in life, as in the prince. that maybe i’m not a person, i’m a slave and a thing, someone’s schemes, someone else’s speech in my head, our personal obbek, a crazy

rhythm, all hopes and dreams are broken, but instead in a gloomy stone bag, we’re suffocating like fish in a rush, tomorrow, yes yesterday, like circle, this is not a game, give me your hand, but you feel that you need to be faster than the wind, signs of the dance, the patras, and the ban, so people don’t know death.

it’s easy to read the expiration dates of things, but at the end of the gray days i’ll break the law, returning the soul instead of the diagram, i turn on everything inside is hot, apparently i’m not destined to become a person,

i remember the sound of the rain, i’m crying there , look there, because there i am, tomorrow, nakchera, papru, this is not a game, give me your hand, you will feel what you need, faster than ever.

thank you. millions grew up listening to their songs. 22 of the year. guys to touch. for the first time, fans of the stars will personally meet their idols. how people's love saved natasha koroleva's finances, i wanted to scam you out of money, but i realized that it was really you, for how many years tatyana bulanova was pursued by an admirer of her talent, bows, prays, bows, at your door, yes, falls to her knees and let me kiss boots, in which fan club did actor konstantin solovyov find his bride? woman

it’s easy, this is this, this is first of all, the stars have aligned, tomorrow right after the via superstar show on ntv. you and i are fellow bass guitarists, but strangely enough, i started my career as a drummer when i was 11 years old, the same bullshit, the same bullshit, and why did you stop playing drums? well, first of all, how did i get there, that is, we had a group that was formed in the eighth grade. we had already become friends on the basis of this, so they say they decided to create a group: andryusha on the bass guitar, sasha on the guitar, i also on the guitar, i say, and what ’s left, they say, you’re on the drums, as in the joke, you play the violin , don't know, i haven’t tried it, maybe i’m playing, so i had to play drums, i lost a year, and then the group transformed.

suffered, as i understand it, but we and we don’t take it, we rested in the camp, but of course it was necessary, i, by the way, we studied, and then i know with us, we had a group of magical twilight, we were invited there, not as students students, just like a group, listen, canvas

has already played there, of course, yes, we were with him, chris kelmi showed up, somehow he promoted us there, he says, that means you will play, and we’ll put together a certain ensemble like that, we’ll also play with you, we pulled it up, which means

that without even starting, in general, i performed somewhere, played, released some videos, and what did you sing? well, oh, i won’t sing there, the song there is lazy, let’s say it’s very high, and you sing low, okay, open up, vital, okay, life, i lived day after day, like this, life day after day i lived. as an honest person, a storyteller and an example, what the fuck, only caused laughter, and so on, more me,

just like that, you know, half-ping floid, cool, vitaly dubinin and friends, ladies and gentlemen, let's play, the song from the accident is called u... and fear, i'll leave in the morning. but i won’t leave completely, powder the trail of tears, rest in the embrace of the white walls, i rocked you in the cradle, you are an angel

incarnate, the years have flown into the distance, but a more faithful companion. can’t be found, i’ll fuck with you in your dreams, i’m reflected in your eyes, i’m stronger than love and more cunning than fate, kiss my koklet on the double, and i’m your horror and fear. i control my soul, my body is subordinate to me, i’m

not tired of drinking, craving for you. and wine, you you are afraid even of your own shadow, my god, my god, my god, this is ecstasy. it’s a pity that death will change everything, separating us insidiously, i am with you in reality in dreams, i am reflected in your eyes, i am stronger than love and more cunning than fate, my kiss is like ice on the lips, i... my horror and fear.

i’m with you in reality in dreams, i’m reflected in your eyes, i’m stronger than love and more cunning than suma, kiss my slander on my lips, i’m... horror and fear, i’m your horror and fear, i’m your horror,

i’m yours.

first you need to gain experience and sarchev says: well then guys, i’ll take the group for a while i'm already getting down, and after that i left. tell me, brother, grouping hearts, in my opinion, you were there, just after leaving alpha, it was already the spring of eighty- three, victor yakovichtein dispersed his singing hearts and decided to create a group . musicians, perhaps margarita

told him that there are guys, lyokha maksimov and vitalik dubinin, they are basically from the group of magical twilight and are ready to come, viktor ekov said, come, we came, sang a few songs to him, a month later he called, he says : well, you're ready to come, and i'm up i worked as an engineer and just quit, i say, i’ll come with great pleasure, but i say, i’m actually a bass player, he says, well, we already have a bass player. let's sing while you sing, we'll see how the bass player is doing, and the bass player, who was vitka, harakedian, no, no, they already left at this time, and he was collecting this, this was the gap between real singing hearts and aria, and there, in general, there was such a vinaigrette composition, i sang four of my songs there from the vocalist, this is in a rock pose, but not there everything is much simpler, such half-dog songs, bass guitars, i’m not there i waited, in general, in september we... went on our first tour, in may eighty of which i already

quit, that’s where my glass attempts ended, and valerka kipelov was with you? valerka kipelov came in the year eighty-five, but i was no longer there, i left in the year eighty-four, nikolai naskov came, olek granovsky came, at the end of eighty khalstinin came, well, these were not very singing hearts, well, there were fewer and fewer singing ones there were hearts then... ladies and gentlemen, vitaly dbidin, they sent it to me, gai conducts, what was it? conducts the traffic police, this did not exist...

bravo, vitala, after this piece you will have green lights on the roads, vitaly dubidin, the next song is called children of the rain. i love zatat, but i’m waiting for the dawn, maybe a new

day will change the world, sweep over the earth, cold. a fresh wind, we will understand what it means to be human, the hopelessness will be filled with light, the premonition of trouble will go away, we are all just children in the rain, we are children. these winter thunderstorms and wind, one day we will remember ourselves, and the memory will again give us dreams, again love will give us dreams.

let only the sky be above us, surprising the earth is clean. and the sun, as always , will wake you up in the morning with a ray, because it will give us peace, let our world forget, running in circles, enjoying the fragile silence, we are all just children

of the rain. we are children of winter thunderstorms and winds, one day we will remember ourselves, and memory will again give us dreams, and again love will give us dreams.

every day i expect a miracle from life, but she doesn’t care about me, we all do. “one day we will remember ourselves, and memory will again

give us dreams, again we will give dreams and love, again we will give dreams and love.” the most famous russian american boy talk show. this is all. fuck-fuck-fuck. for 10 years he has been shouting against us from all channels. russia has been obsessed with this concern for 10 years. i'm already tired of this. for the first time, an american bombs under american bombs in donbass. how he will be greeted on the other side of the screen. ten years ago, you just remembered us. and how he will speak when he sees everything with his own eyes, we will show the american kuzka’s mother, tomorrow at

6:00 pm on ntv, they want to kill me, we’ll figure it out, what’s there to figure out, they want to kill me, let them kill me, kill means kill, you yourself volunteered to glue the fins, what’s not going well here, but i see that as soon as you glued the fins, you immediately started giving out orders right and left. stir up the waters, it’s a million-dollar case, we desperately need underwater archaeologists, raise a wave, andryukha was blown up right before our eyes, and i was driven crazy, now i’ll be in charge of the investigation in yuzhnomorsk to catch the most dangerous fish, it’s somehow strange everything, don’t you think, looks like a setup, i repeat once again, less amateur performances, only sergei zharkov is capable of this, he’s always ready, like you name is dubrovka? everything for dolphin. they wanted to kill vasilisa, just like andrei. dolphin - new season. is he really alive? from

monday at 20:00 on ntv. vital, tell me, it turns out that the year ari’s group was formed is eighty-six. yes, well , it’s considered the eighty-fifth, since the release of the first magnetic album. tell me, how did you get along, ari, in your singing hearts? or you in the eighty-seventh year, before that they immediately dumped me indicated may appeared in aria was alek granovsky, it was like this, at first it it was simply called singing hearts, well, it’s bad that i’m telling you, since i was not a participant in the events, well, in general, first they played the first part of their song, and then zhmakova came out, then mavrik and i came already in the eighty-seventh year zhmakova played the first part , and we played, respectively, the second one, we got along like that, but then she became so creepy... my comrade,

well, at school we returned to kari, tell me, to perform the next song i will need my bandmate ari, mikhail zhitnikov! actually, when i met him, when i met him, i basically invited him to be a vocalist in a solo project, but it turned out quite the opposite, that is, he became the vocalist of aria, now after all, the dream has come true and somehow, yes mish, yes, in a way , today we are closing the gestalt that was opened back in 2009, when margarita pushkina introduced us, but tell me a bag, maybe you also want something on the side? solo bang, but i don’t have the same creative resource that vitaly has, this man simply admires i can share my fertility,

by the way, i’m always ready, wherever a person calls me, i’ll go there, so if an offer comes, i’m ready, mikhail shitnikov, come on brothers. with a light at the sight of the whole world all nights and days,

the new ones are in a hurry. war, then we are all flames, the flames around us are consuming us, the flames are poisoned by deaths, and the sign of thousands of eyes, the fiery bet like a monster in the tank will say. whoever pays them more will rule the sol, he will greedily grab his piece, let’s throw red rock, and you won’t beat them, you won’t take them prisoner, all the wars they blow themselves up for the sake of new words, targeting

the whole world, all night and day. the tents of war are new from the beginning, we are all following the flames, the flames are fluffing around us, the flames are devouring us, the flames are poisoned by the deaths and fear of thousands of eyes, the screaming century is like a monster with a golitpass. somewhere there is a white sky, like in children's dreams, there is so much peace in the heart, there is silence, there is

silence. just like in children’s dreams, it’s so quiet, it ’s not steppe!

flames, flames are raging around us, engulfing us, flames, poisoned by the deaths and fear of thousands of eyes, breaking!

my friend, yes, the author, in my opinion, of everyone lyrics on earth, all metal bands sing your poems, well, not all of them, why are you exaggerating, i remember that you also had some kind of project, where vitalik participated, which means he was, he is, he’s 20 years old, feels great, the margento project, some who are sitting here probably know our songs, and vitalik, by the way, took part there, at first it was... so i asked him, well, i wrote the elements, and i say: “vital, i know, i always believe in him, that he can write in the elements, he’s just capricious and says, oh no, it’s clear that it’s easier for me to slip fish, these fish, in the morning, in the evening i have to present the text, and then vitalik will name it all with the letter g, it’s always like this. tell me, does mishka participate in your projects? misha sings, he actually met aria, thanks to

margent’s great project, he sang a song with us. i must say that vitalik, when he was thinking about this solo project, about 15 years old, i probably told him: “vitalik, let’s record a solo album, vitalik, come on, in the morning the bell rings, and formidable.” dubenin’s voice says to me: pushkina, you are ready to write a solo album, that’s all, there was nowhere to go, and vitalk, what a formidable voice you have, i’m not formidable, okay, okay, he swears at me in a formidable voice, never mind i heard vitalka raise his voice and swear, i’ll record it somehow, it will be instant, show me right now how you swear with ritka, and we ’ve been communicating lately, as is now fashionable in instant messengers, that is, an option for the image of a mother in sms well, what should i do? so i have to say that it just happened somehow. his dad is a pilot, my dad is a pilot, he reads books, i read books, well, in general there is something in common, he loves grandfan, i

love him too, he’s attractive, she’s damn attractive, what’s the waste of time, tell me, continuation it will happen, but after all, misha said that you are terribly pesky, in the sense that you write a lot, well, there’s no need to make any predictions, but if it turns out again some kind of... such garbage, no, i think it will be , you know, like evgeny, i’ll ask him to write something for margenta, he’ll write, and then he’ll say, well, this is for my solo album, that’s all, so it’s all normal, well , maybe, yes, i want to note that this is the first time in my life when the person i ’m working with, whose music, yes, he kept giving me ideas, that is, he knew what he needed, this is a huge rarity for musicians, a huge rarity, oh, thank you, unexpected. vitalka, throw it up, vitaly dubinin, mikhail shutnyakov, margarita pushkina, come on, now we’ll play a song that was written a long time ago, it doesn’t seem to belong to

the work of the ari group, the song is called such sadness. such is the sadness, i don’t feel sorry for anyone or anything, i’m not sorry, i was wandering, you are my desperate love, i’m... tired of tears, of worn-out clear stars, so tired of screaming, no longer wandering around,

i’ve been sailing with him for many years . lived on an ancient ship, but the sea has been gone for a long time, only stones are a dry bottom, all friends have gone in the direction of land, night changes to day and it’s not stuffy in the emptiness, it’s serious and not serious, to each his own. the creso, freezing in the sun , is exhausted, by sunset the mood changes its code, i'm glad that i'm alive, that's how it is

sadness, i tore the seal from my soul, anxiety is on my bow, it paints a white target for me, hey, judge. wamaya, you will make me happy with everything, give me a new chance, send me a hurricane. this is serious and not serious, everyone has their own,

fate is in the sun, i'm in the rain, time is in every mood, my family changes, and i'm glad. that i'm alive!

you know, i noticed one strange, very strange thing, i don’t know anyone close to me whose children became some kind of rock and rollers, someone told me that your sons play guitars, that is, they became musicians or not, well , i have three of them, firstly, they are all somehow connected with music, this is not their main activity, the eldest, let’s say, is years old...

but he began to play the guitar and scratches , in general, i’m just even surprised how he can do this, and what’s more, they don’t play in groups, this is just for themselves, that is, home history, and they don’t accuse you of being in the mainstream, that you’re as old as the world, me they support in every possible way, and i am very grateful to them for this, i’m probably a happy father, i can say, tell me if you have any desire should i try to do something with them? unusual, well, in principle, i was thinking about taking the song for sasha, my middle son, and trying to make it myself, because i really like the way they think, but it would be really interesting to try, well, who the hell isn’t kidding, maybe in the future, look, came home, you’re not a drinker, you rounded up the kids, come on bro, am i a drinker or not a drinker, not a drinker, why am i not eating, i’m drunk, okay, well, i drank a little with the kids, the badie itself

is great, and we do it with them periodically , when i drink, we sing together there, ozevo osburn or bruce, it’s still the same thing, what are you doing, tell me what the style of your music is called, pop jazz, vitaly dubinin and friends at the apartment of gitv, well , we’d like to finish songs that have never been released on any physical media or streaming, it’s called - women-women, this kind of fur coat-oob-women only for yana’s mother. already free, the one who

gave birth to me in agony, baptized me with this pain, gave up her whole life, not hers, i sewed you for profit, without pabutal i slipped the camp. i wanted a tsatsok for kadi, i had a skadi agreement, pubs gentlemen, more odyadas, buyers of us men, coupes smear infection with lipstick, as if they had eaten something. oh, katzka’s new hahalal,

i have a tower, that is, until the end of sorrowful days, i was my mother’s favorite son, only my mother needs me, you only need me, only my mother needs me on the field, that of her grandson. she gave birth to me, i’ll open my soul to her alone, god willing, i’ll have another blast!

moms, pubs, happiness is happy, buyers of us men, the merchants are respected once and for all, the word

has devoured the blood, viciously devoured someone's blood. if you don’t know what to do, act according to the law, and i don’t intend to retreat, you’ve completely

lost your sense of self-preservation, five of our guys couldn’t cope with it, bring us that head, would you really rather leave and miss all the fun, no, vakhtank beridze. if you take one more step, your brains will be on the guard’s face, understand? the flock from monday at 22:10 on ntv. it's time to introduce the musician. with pleasure, my friends, sergey mavrin, with whom we worked for many years in the aria group. mikhail bugaev, who we mostly recorded this album with, whom i also know a long time ago. doesn’t speak russian at all, but understands everything, and of course, thank you very much to mikhail zhitnikov, as an invited guest, i don’t know where he is, vitaly dupinin.

thank you very much for such a warm welcome, for your support, live here now.

it happens that you live in dreams of a bright future. all but, there in the clouds, life is so easy, and the world below is so funny, so funny, you are looking for happiness in the cardboard skies, but you only see midnight night.

the dazzling light of bygone years, you only live by them, always in tears on bright days, father when he won't return. it’s not tomorrow to leave all the tears for you, who knows what fate threatens us with, to live here now, this is the way out for us, because the past is on me to repeat, let everyone understand that time does not wait. we just have to live,

life is short, you will push away her hand, the exchange. death catches everyone, some in the darkness, some in the morning, time stores its dynamite inside us, and we hear the sounds of the countdown, living here now is the way out. on us, because we cannot repeat the past, let everyone

understand that time waits for us, we just have to live, you are wasting time, your dreams are running away far away from the stars. it won’t come back, life won’t begin, what a pity!

all the stones will be licked where they lie for so many centuries, to whom life here now is a call for us, because we cannot repeat the past , let him say. you will understand that time does not wait, we just have to live, live a thousand, this is the way out for us, because we cannot repeat the past, let everyone understand that time does not wait, we have nothing left. just live!

vitaly dubinin, mikhail dzhutyakov at the apartment building on ntv and friends.

previously, there were two voltages in moscow: 220 and 127, when they played in zhek, they came to us grandmothers are like that, they said: you play very loudly, could you switch 220 to 127?

hello everyone, this is a dacha answer, i’m ilya a westerner, our klimov heroes bought themselves a big dacha, they always dreamed of one, because olga and dmitry lived in communal apartments throughout their childhood, they’ve been doing renovations here for 13 years, and he can’t see the end of the land, his son’s room already. we’re still planning on using the bathroom for our daughter, but the characters haven’t even thought of what will happen in this space yet, let’s remodel the basement, make the family’s long-standing dream of a bathhouse, higher, higher, come true, dad, you will break my roses again, stretch out

the volleyball net and play with the whole family, it’s now a common thing for the klimovs, the girls are about... everything, just give it, okay, they approached the choice of a country house with a warm heart and a cool head, an empty stone box without gas and heating, he didn’t frighten, but made him happy, it immediately became clear that the house had enormous potential, just like he himself, they sold his uncle’s apartment, which dmitry inherited, and year after year they equip the property for their own pleasure. i don't understand people who for example, now a person at work has retired, and we cross paths, meet, what are you doing? yes, i’m bored, i ’m sitting there at the dacha, i’m bored, i can’t imagine how you can sit and be bored, you can do something here around the clock. dmitry is a system administrator in a transport company and a graduate of the famous baumanka, graduated with honors. last year for...