on the battlefield, this is a key link today, we all understand this, the whole country understands this, so you see, the whole country supports you, and one cannot discount the personal courage of every russian soldier, on which all front-line successes, combat a spirit characteristic only of our soldiers, when such difficult key moments come, the russian people show their... best qualities

and courage and heroism, regardless of age, this, judging by everything in our country, is what is happening now within special military operation on the battlefield, the best proof that i am addressing you first of all, you, your subordinates, worthy of our fathers, grandfathers, great-grandfathers, who fought on the fields of the great patriotic war and defended their homeland, now we... know about cases of courage, heroism, and this is not from case to case, these cases occur, but this is on a constant basis practically and this is extremely important, this is one of the key conditions for our victory, i have no doubt about this. the president definitely has a special attitude towards the participants of the special operation. attitude, communication continues even after the cameras turn off, vladimir putin gives everyone a pre-prepared presidential card. standard andrey grigoriev,

maria radimova, kirill malikov, lead. the banner of the great victory is carried by the whole country today, and this is vladivostok, where clusters of fireworks bloomed 2 hours ago. earlier, soldiers, sailors, and marines marched through the city. mounted equipment was shown at the parade, including the uran-9 tracked drone. along the streets of novosibirsk. in the column behind the restored legendary t-34 tank modern tigers, typhoons, vehicles of the triumph, yars and iskander complexes passed. in novorossiysk, soldiers of the northern military district, sailors, border guards and cossacks marched through the city in parade formation. almost 200 motorists joined the immortal automobile regiment campaign. the same action, in the context of the forced cancellation of large-scale events in the zaporozhye region, found a response in the hearts of hundreds of enthusiasts from melitopol who attached. on cars, a copy

of the victory banner in heroic volgograd, the whole city gathered in the center with entire families, in parade formation across the square of the fallen fighters military personnel, law enforcement officers , and military school cadets passed through. today the city of russian gunsmiths saluted the heroes of the front and the workers of the rear at a large parade near the walls of the tula kremlin; you can see the legendary a large number of modern ones.

the festive event, of course, will take place in st. petersburg. the program began early in the morning and will end late in the evening on palace square. unconquered leningrad paid for the great victory with one and a half million lives. report by ekaterina fisenko. st. petersburg, the city of heroes leningrad, its own military history is a victory, general but also personal. on this day, the burning columns are always lit, the whole city is in an atmosphere of joy. 79 years old, always like this. palace, elegant, bright, people. gathered a few hours before the parade, very elderly, veterans of the siege and new residents of st. petersburg, their grandchildren and great-grandchildren, the same boys and older cadets, military men, lenvyochki, grandfathers defended leningrad the whole country in the parade itself, step, husband, this is a tradition, open the parade very young drummers from the kronshtat cadet corps, cheerfully ticking their steps, the famous t-34 opens the parade of equipment, its history, the history of precisely... this tank

is known, released in 1943, participated in the battles for leningrad, was shot down during the election operation, but here it is, 79 years later here on dvortsovaya , symbol of power.

to celebrate st. petersburg until the night at 10 pm, festive fireworks will make a white evening. the day of victory over nazi germany is celebrated on a grand scale not only in russia, but in the countries of the former soviet union. this is a common and important holiday for our peoples. the hundred-meter st. george ribbon was unfurled today in the center of yerevan. members of the immortal regiment marched with the flags of russia and their country.

chisinau head of state eugenia gutsul and chairman of the opposition bloc victory ilan shor. the night before

, a procession of thousands of people took place in the moldavian capital of the immortal regiment. residents of chisinau with flags and portraits of their relatives marched solemnly to the eternity memorial complex. they lit it there. 1418 candles in memory of each day of the great patriotic war. the main square for government celebrations refused to provide. 2 years ago , president tsandu approved a law according to which people should be fined for wearing st. george ribbons. and instead of may 9, moldova now celebrates europe day. promotions in honor of the 79th anniversary of the great patriotic war are taking place all over the world. this is memory. a rally in sydney, australia, at the memorial plaque to soviet soldiers-liberators in waverley park. the russian ambassador to australia noted that our compatriots overseas carefully preserve the memory of unparalleled heroism ancestors, at the cost, who defended the world at the cost of their lives. in london, flowers were laid at

the tomb of the unknown soldier. the memorial at the imperial war museum represents a figure with his head bowed, holding above him a bell, forever silenced in memory. the end point is the memorial to the liberators of belgrade. the windows of a high-rise building in river in suburban new york lit up in the form of the number 79 in honor of the anniversary. in warsaw. despite attempts by ukrainian demonstrators to disrupt the rally, russian diplomats laid wreaths. the feat of the soviet people in the great patriotic war is remembered in ethiopia. local cadets wrote congratulations in russian to russian soldiers who are now on the front line. the immortal regiment even took place in antarctica, at vostok station, where

today it is minus 70. immortal regiment rallies and celebrations in honor of the 79th anniversary of the great victory took place. 79 years ago, german fascism saved european jews from complete destruction. since 2017, victory day has been celebrated in israel as an official public holiday. the knesset honors veterans, soldiers winners of fascism at a special ceremonial meeting. i wish i could tell you.

if there had been no victory, there would have been no state of israel. in may 1945 , abraham gutkovich stormed berlin, and in the winter of 1943 he took part in breaking the blockade of leningrad. a column of the immortal regiment in dozens of israeli cities, a motor rally from the dutch heights to

southern eilat dedicated to the holiday, thematic lessons in schools, all this has become a tradition here, obligatory components of the great holiday. attitude to the events of those years do not change, israel is a correct exception due to certain established rules for revision. the course and results of the second world war, this is not subject to revision here, and is confirmed by the political leaders of this country, and most importantly, confirmed by the residents and citizens of israel. we feel great support from them here. every year , more and more ordinary townspeople come to the march of the immortal regiment on the victory march, with flowers and flags, with portraits of their ancestors who died in the war, they go out into the squares and streets.

victory parade. odessa residents and residents of the region were able to see part of the broadcast thanks to hacking of the satellite signal. ukrainian intelligence services are trying to get off the hackers' trail. an exhibition of one painting by the famous defense of sevastopol, alexander daineka, has opened at the sevastopol art museum. the legendary painting is part of the collection of the russian museum. the painting was brought from st. petersburg in a special car with climate control. will last until the end of june and will become part of the festive events in honor of the eightieth anniversary of the liberation of sevastopol from

german fascist invaders. truly an event for our city, alexander nineka, a great, epic artist, he did not think in terms of the momentary, seven-minute, here we see the battle of the titans. light and no less powerful, but doomed to defeat , adherents of darkness. portraits of heroes, captured equipment, songs of the war years and great classical music

performed by the joint orchestra of the mariinsky bolshoi theater, conducted by maestro valery. victory park prepared a rich holiday program for visitors today. poklonnaya hill in moscow. word to olga mishcheryakova. there is wonderful music playing here, and people literally listen with bated breath. the center of musical attraction, today poklonnaya hill. tribute to the heroes of the great patriotic war. the marinsky theater orchestra conducted by valery gergiev performs. on stage are performers from two capitals and two theaters at once. together they returned from a tour of the traditional easter festival, conceived and organized by valery gergiev two decades ago, hundreds of people came here today, surprisingly, even this sharp may cold snap, in principle also traditional and familiar , no one notices anymore, it seems, but here it is very

easy to feel how united we all are and how important this holiday, the day of the great victory, is for us. “this is a holy day, this is a great victory, this is my grandfather, this is my grandmother, they did not participate in the great war, we remember, we love, we pass on the memory from us to the children, the children, i hope, to their children and so on, i am very proud of him , he is the hero of my family, he literally became a point of attraction for adults and children an exhibition presented by the victory museum, captured equipment knocked out on the battlefield": in the special operation zone. for example, marder infantry fighting vehicles produced by the germans, american bradleys, swedish armored cv-90s, the french amx10 rs are also all armored. and , of course, leopards, supposedly invincible and invulnerable german tanks, only 30 samples of military equipment produced by twelve countries. now all this

is just scrap metal. these vehicles are being destroyed by russian weapons. we see it right here.

good may evening everyone, a special episode of the songs from the heart program is on air, today our country celebrates the 79th anniversary of the victory in the great patriotic war. it is difficult to imagine this holiday without songs. these songs have long been called drinking songs. each family has their own victories and our program will be opened today by a participant in a special military operation, erdem babujadzhiev, with his favorite song blue eternity, the sea

has returned. but within the frame of the scion song, the dawn awakened, the heart meets the sea like a friend, the heart flies from the chest like a song, oh sea-sea, devoted. rocks you will give the surf for a while, take the sea. in the distant distance the couple, taking with them the sad stars in search of

affection through the blue eternity, fly to the earth, the sea meets them in... children's fairy tales on blue palms carries ships, oh sea-sea faithful rock, you won't give the surf for long, sea, take me into the distant distance, the sails of the maala along with you, oh the sea-sea

predicted, you didn’t give in to the surf for long, pray take me into the distant distance. sail the little ones with you, with you, with you, take it with you, erdembabutorzhia. happy holiday, happy holiday, tell me, that ’s why today, on victory day, you performed

this particular song blue eternity, well, probably because when we are there, and we don’t try to sing war songs, it is precisely when they are waiting for us at home , parents, our family, we try to be funny, about love, something... to maintain the spirit of a fighter, how long have you been in your zone? from the very beginning, that is, the third year has come, your grandparents fought during the great patriotic war, you had no other choice, although you have an education actor, but you, well, yes, i studied in mongolia, well, i graduated from acting, and it so happened that i went into military service and stayed. continue to serve your homeland, now we see your family, yes, who is this, tell us, my beloved wife, dolgor, this is my daughter, on the right,

she is 16 years old, her son is 8 years old, in this photo you are still waiting for a third, we are waiting, already, we waited, we waited until i was born, december 13th? oh, how the wind cursed, how cold, we have such bad weather today, such rains, this usually happens in the spring, today there is still light

no, we have to go get water, we go for water two or three times a day, i got caught in the winds, i’ll get water home, because if it’s full, it will be very hard for me, i’m alone at home, already... oh, well, it’s hard , of course, well, you wait, you wait, at night, sometimes at night you get up, sit, miss him, always... i say: take care of yourself,

read a prayer to yourself all the time, as i became, i have to read it right away, so i live, with one prayer, i really believe in prayer, oh my son, on which of the foreign roads does your heart freeze to snow, i will help you with prayer, my very childhood. you generally loved your homeland, for patriotism, he was always ready to forward, and my grandfather also fought in the great patriotic war and disappeared into obscurity, for artyom his grandfather became the standard of men, he followed in his childhood footsteps, i’m proud that my son defends his homeland, he defends us, and you return to them home, with

victory, we are waiting for you... we are very, very waiting for you to return, my son, be sure, if there is a battle again, all my love, rush first, losing blood, we will get away from our war with you, and my unspoken guilt, what touching you. gentle mother, what do you feel when you watch these shots, remember this house where you grew up, you probably, of course, want to quickly return home, hug your parents, your family, but we decided that after all, on victory day we need to give you some kind of gift, so your wife is here today, gave surprise for you and flew from transbaikalia

together.

we miss dad, but he was always so vocal, of course, he always sang, he graduated from university, he also worked in a cultural center, in my opinion, we haven’t come to our senses yet, but not yet, ardan, and you are whoever you want become, when you grow up, tell the police, you also want to protect. adnis, tell me what helps you not to lose heart? well, we call dad every day. okay, don't worry. and this is why you miss most of all - some kind of national food or what? well, how can i say, national food, booze. we, and there we have the opportunity, when we arrive, to, uh, cook, eat, but only those that my wife cooks. mother,

mother-in-law, but it’s indescribable, of course, we’re waiting, these are like local dumplings, only big ones, well, let's sing something for the mood, for all the soldiers who are in the zone, let's sing, maybe katyusha, i like it, child, since they bloomed, the apple trees are toys. the fog floated over the river, katyusha went out onto the hill, onto the high bank onto the steep one, katyusha went out on her bike, onto the high bank onto the steep one, went out, finished the song,

forgivably. the tall eagle about the one she loved, she saved her eyes for sale. about the one she loved, about the one she treasured letters, drinking songs of victory, friends, now i want to invite another guest, eldar yuzhny, will now appear on our national stage, with the song of nikita bogoslovsky, the dark mounds are sleeping!

the dark mounds are sleeping, scorched by the sun, and white fogs pass in succession through the noisy groves. green fields, came out in the steppe danetskaya, a young guy, through the noisy and scorching green groves embroidered himself danetskaya, the bet is not young, there at the mine near golnai, the boy was noticed, the hand of friendship. handed over, taken with them, pretty girls, greeted with a quiet song, headed to the face, young guy, pretty girls,

greeted with a quiet song, headed to the face, tarinya is young, those are hot, like battles in a guy’s life, they made a sharp turn, to a nice job, to good deeds, everyone went to donetsk, a young guy, to work with me, she did good things, everyone came out yes...

holy kurgans dark, sun-scorched and white fogs pass in succession, through noisy groves and green fields.

83 people were awarded a medal of the first degree and 70 thousand were awarded a medal of the second degree, this award was given to those who were very pleased during the great patriotic war in the rear, behind enemy lines, but in general it’s not a song military, it was written for a film about miners,

it’s true, it’s a big life, but we found footage from 1991, then you will now see how much this song was loved by the soldiers of the great patriotic war, the choir, the choir of veterans. then they were all 80 years old there - they were just performing this song by nikita bogoslovsky, attention. like the valuable turrets, the sun-battered ones, and the gray thoughts, when through the sonches are noisy and palatse-yemnye, the crown of one’s crown is destroyed by the attack. our veteran knows this song by heart, ekaterina klimova really suggests,

who is visiting us today, grigory semyonovich ponomarenko, we are glad to see you, happy holiday, thank you for being with us, 98 years old, friends, imagine, we will give you the floor again, i just wanted to say one more thing. what to tell everyone that your grandmother was part of the front-line brigades, she went to the donbass, she was there, and they gave her there, as if the tatar nightingale was so attached to her, that is, she is a people’s artist tatar sir, yeah, i’m andrey, and recently i was also in donbass, we had filming and concerts there, i want to say that the song is sleeping the mound is dark, yes, they love her madly there, and they sing a lot, but these are the songs that were. written by front-line soldiers, by the way,

today is another 100 years since the birth of okudzhava, where chadzhava stredzhal, today is also such a holiday, the authors of a considerable number of military songs, which went through this war, and went through it very seriously, a song that is also in the donbass, it now sounds very new, one might say, this is the song of our tenth airborne battalion, yes, but i want you to listen like bulatov himself. kujawa talked about his birthday at a meeting with the audience, pay attention, is your birthday really may 9, really may 9, i used to be honest, that means, before the war, i flipped through the calendar, on my day the biggest event that happened was the ninth agricultural conference of the tambov region , and then, that means, i was rewarded with, “goodbye, boys, yes,

take your overcoat, let’s go home, post-war tango, but of course, one of the most exciting is the song from the movie belorussky station, nina urgand, let’s remember how it is was in movie, we’ll all sing together, here the birds don’t sing, the trees don’t..." here we’re just growing shoulder to shoulder into that earth, the planet is burning, the planet is spinning, there’s smoke above our homeland, and that means we need one victory, one for all, we

we won’t stand for the price, we alone won’t stand for the zine, lethal fire will find, everything is without force, doubt goes away into the night, and here... our tenth airborne battalion, our tenth airborne battalion, as soon as the battle fades, another will happen order, and his head will go crazy, looking for us, colors, the red rocket hits the machine gun tirelessly, which means us.

we need one victory, one for all we cannot stand at a price, one for all we cannot stand for a price, mortal fire awaits us, we rise without a siren, self-doubt. however , a separate, tenth of our airborne battalion, tens of our airborne battalion, leaves into the night. otkurskaya eagle, the war crushed us, right up to the enemy’s gates, such things are going on, someday we will remember this, and we won’t believe it ourselves, we need one,

victory, one for all, at a price. we won’t stand, we won’t stand for the saints, we won’t stand for the saint, mortal fire awaits us, and everything is completely silent, doubt simply leaves into the night, a separate one, our tenth airborne battalion, our tenth airborne battalion. i want to introduce you to an amazing girl, she came from the republic of khakassia, not the first time on our program, but every time her appearance evokes a lot of emotions in the hearts of the audience, sofia gorbunova, today she will appear on our

folk stage with the song cossack conscription. oh, my voices are thin, ringing, and my harmonica, and today we are conscripts, and tomorrow we will be horsemen, and today we, oh, are conscripts. and tomorrow we will be horsemen, oh, no sad nastasya, my beloved little girl, i’m wearing a gray overcoat, a green cap, i’m wearing a gray overcoat, a green cap, the train

is going far away, you’ll wave your hand to me, oh , i’ve met a lot of girls, but i’ve never met one like this, and you’re a dear friend, oh, don’t go into it you're in sadness, and when i return, oh, i'm going to go , and i'm going to rip on my side, but when we get back, oh , we're going to go, and i'm going to rip with my side to the side, oh, i'm serving in the cavalry army, but it's going wrong. i’m friends with that horse, i’m guarding, oh, i’m on a horse, ah, the borders in my native country, i’m guarding, oh, i’m on a horse, ah borders in your native country, ah, i remember you before the battle, in the haze bursting grenades, your

blue dress, voice, smile, look, and we have long been ready for war, but we don’t want war, we don’t need a stranger, we don’t need land, and we won’t give up ours, it’s someone else’s, oh, we don’t need land, and we won’t give up ours either,

sonya, but tell me how you are, how you celebrate may 9th, i know what you have. my family also had heroes, yes, i have a hero, my grandfather vasily aleksandrovich gorbunov on my father’s side, his leg was torn off, unfortunately, but despite this, i somehow met my grandmother, managed build a family, on the eve of may 9 you have an equally important tradition, let's see, the kingdom of heaven... to the servant of god vasily, my grandfather, this is the grave of my grandfather vasily alexandrovich gorbunov, before each victory day, before parent's day we come to. .. the grave to my grandfather, it is necessary to clean the graves every year, put them in order so that they do not become overgrown, do not become shabby, the fence

needs to be painted, then within a year it has rusted, the silver has peeled off, grandfather, he is a war veteran, he went to war when he was 17 years old, in 1943, to unfortunately, it was a very serious injury, i lost a leg, despite this, i met my grandmother, got married, gave birth to three sons, built a house, my grandfather was a good man, i would, of course, want a good husband for myself, like my grandfather, he also wanted three children. , unfortunately, now we no longer have veterans left in our village, i light candles of repose at every service, we especially remember our heroes who in those years defended our homeland , they defended our lives, and thanks to whom we now live and live our lives in the twenty-first

century, russians have pretty good i think, relatively speaking, we live in paradise, the kingdom of heaven, eternal peace, well, you can say i’m a bell ringer, i’ve been ringing bells for about 14 years, so we have two bells, now one rope has come off, they haven’t tied it yet, so far i’m ringing one, in memory of grandfathers and everyone, people come and write notes, write their great-grandfathers, grandfathers, who fought, well, yes, we serve and call, well, what else can we do today,

sleepyhead, well, spring probably won’t come for me, spring will come for me , not for me, it will spill, so the girl’s heart will beat in her own feelings, without looking at me, and the heart of nine. it won’t fade with joy almost for me, it’s not

for me that the gardens bloom, in the valley the grove dawns, there the nightingale meets spring. but he is the only song for me, he meets spring there, he will not sing for me, you are of course incredibly similar, that’s something, something in common with yuri shcherbakov, you probably know him, yes, you know him, yes, right here. this is also a cossack spirit, very cool, thank you, it seems to me that you can do a duet with a shaman, even though it’s generally easy now, let’s try,

but for me, why not, well, let’s try the same song, so, but for me kusorentsa, me, thank you, it was very pleasant for me

to remember, mutually, or should i push for now? sit and chat. i would now like to introduce sasha bardyun, his fellow countryman, artyom mamaev from the city of sorangsk. he will now appear on our national stage. with a song performed by mikhail evdakimov in 1999, immediately after a minute of silence on mount nagorushka. oh, okay.

on a mountain, on a little hill, under a white birch tree, i bowed my little head, a nameless cross. one day, the simpletons are lulled by the wind and some fellow is sleeping in a deep sleep, in another...

ronushka cried all her eyes out, waiting son, old mother, you are so beautiful. nushka, my falcon, i’m a dreamer, why haven’t you been going home for so long, are you really relatives? we won’t

see each other again, i have to look at you in front of the grave, oh woe, you woe. i scribbled out every last thing, everything that was given to me, not a trace. on a mountain,

on a little hill, under a white birch, i bowed my head, without a name, a cross, under... one hundred tempo-scenes, lulled by the winds, your little beauty sleeps, your juice is clear.

bravo, bravo. you said that in the village of aleksandrovka you you work with a veterans’ choir, how many people do you have in the choir, well, we have seven people in the veterans’ choir, these are of course not veterans, these are children of war, and on the contrary, i’m happy to work with them, then when i already get...

in general, what beauty, i just want to boast about this a little, the bast shoes have been preserved, this is our relic, from this photo, yes, these are

the children's bast shoes in orkovka, in the village of tokovka, bast shoes and bast shoes and my bast shoes, tanks rumbled on the field, soldiers went to the last battle, and the young commander was carried with

a broken head, and the young commander was carried with a broken head, he hit the tank. labalvanka farewell dear crew four corpses of the vozretarka will fill the morning landscape four corpses near the tank will fill the urligi landscape machine flame maryata. here is your cola on it, but you want to live so bad, guys, and get out in the wet, but you want to live so bad, guys, and

get out already in the wetness. righteous, the premiere, and there is a chance, today on rtr, the exhibition russia presents, flies,

flies across the sky, songs coming from the very heart shine in the fog at the end of the day, songs over which time has no power are in that formation. may 10 on rtr. the decision on the march to pristina approved the task - to occupy the airport before the allies and to allow information leaks to nato. do it. the story of the feat. what's the matter? secret. we take and hold positions until the peacekeeper arrives. the story of real heroes. morning will give us all the answers.

but for now, just look, the russian army is in pristina, i don’t need you here, and i will slaughter you to the last. about 100 people, there are eight of us here, they fought to the death, but i’m glad that we are all together, we will live, fulfilling our duty, in the name of russia, our situation is crap, we’ll probably survive until the morning, 10 percent, but we ’ve been given the task of holding the airport, which means we’ll run. balkan frontier may 10 on rtr. on july 29, 1937, japanese troops captured beijing. the true history of world war ii. it was not by chance that ui appeared in the northeast. all this was planned in advance by the japanese. he was a real japanese puppet. a story that began 2 years before the events in europe. mass murders.

once again, good may evening to everyone, dear tv viewers, together with you we continue celebrate the great day. victory and

military drinking songs are heard today in our program, and i want to invite our next guests: artyom klyuchevsky and alexander khishnyak with the song evening on the roadstead. let’s sing, friends, because tomorrow we’ll go hiking at dawn. fog, let's sing more cheerfully, let

the gray-haired warrior sing along with us, captain, goodbye, beloved mountain, we're leaving for... tomorrow at sea, and an early couple will flash behind the stern, a familiar blue scarf, and the evening is again good, such that there are no songs to sing on me, about great friendship,

about naval service, let's tighten it up more amicably, friends, farewell, beloved city, we are leaving for the sea tomorrow. blue goal, on the large roadstead, silence fell, the waves were enveloped in fog, and in front of the native,

the wave kissed, and quietly reached the bottom. you are yours, goodbye, beloved city, we are leaving for the sea tomorrow, and an early couple will fly for karma, familiar molasses galub. farewell, beloved city, tomorrow we are leaving for the sea, and a couple of miles early will come for karma,

a sign. we head scarf, early sometimes. hits the stern, a familiar blue scarf, such a wonderful duet, a very

wonderful duet, the voices merge, just super, also, the guys sang in the youth choir sretinsky monastery, they told me, yes, we met. we just met sasha. tell me, artyom, i know that you chose this particular song, why exactly that? yes. there was a quarantine, when in 2020 there was an online immortal regiment, when there was a video sequence with portraits under the video, well, under the music. and just like that, the song “evening on the roadstead” was playing on the portrait of my grandfather. yes, this is just my grandfather, vasily petrovich mecheryakov, who went through the entire, uh, great patriotic war, reached the end and... just died, to unfortunately, i didn’t find him, but sash, did you find your great-grandfather? i found my great-grandfather, yes, indeed, but unfortunately , probably, as if while he was living, i was very small, well, actually, my face is happy, he seems

to be sitting here so stern, but in reality he he was very smiling, his smile was so directly expressive, but what resonates in your heart when you sing songs like these? i’ll tell you honestly, in our family, and for me personally, this is the holiday of may 9, in general, the most popular holiday, let’s say, as far as you can, well, this is understandable, as far as you can know, i have a kind of religious family, but basically our holidays are religious holidays, there is easter, christmas, but here is the day of victory, the day of victory, this very day, it is equal, if not more, somehow it turns out like this, yes, this, well, this is normal. let's sing something at the table, we offer, we want to sing a wonderful song, you're waiting for the licker once, 2 3,

you are waiting, elizabeth, and hello to your friend, until dawn, you are still sad for me, i am victorious, i will come to you, on a hot war horse, i am victorious, i will come to you on a hot war horse. i’ll come in the spring, i’ll open the gate, i’m with you, you’re with me, my inseparable one! second and anxiety, don’t stand on the threshold, i will return

when it melts, in melancholy and anxiety, don’t stand on the threshold, i will return when the snow comes, 98 years old, friends, he came to us from lugansk and is ready to congratulate the whole country, grigory semyonovich, vulkovskaya feast,

if at our holiday there are several we became friends, everything that we remember for a long time, the song sounds more fun. climbed up with palots, the wolf is breaking the enemy,

you stand up, comrades, let's drink to the different guards and there is no courage, one for the army, one for the army, one for us for the banner of victories, longing for the army, longing for the main force, then... let us remember the battle together with friends who remained in foreign lands, let's drink to the courage of those who fell as heroes, let's drink to those who remained alive, let's drink to the courage of those who were full of heroes, we'll knock out those who were caught alive.

here it is, greetings from berlin, greetings from berlin,

greetings from berlin, how old are you there, i the front started smoothly. they took me years and went to the front, and then, when i returned, that i survived, that i made a victory, when they gave me an education, all the subjects were given an a, so that it would be easier to do, but on the eve of may 9, you visited red square , let's... let's see how you walked, moscow has changed very much, compared

to the years that i was here, moscow is mine. my country, you are the most beloved, i can tell, verse, how we met the war, if there was still darkness at night, crying in the fog grass, the ninth day, the great may was already coming into its own, tanks and infantry aimed, and tearing my mouth open with a scream, for the first time in 4 years i poured night food from the walter, i no longer ran the connection with the coil, at the fiery dawn, someone sang,

someone - then he was crying, someone was sleeping in the ground with... a hero, suddenly a deep silence washed over him, the nightingale sang in an overbearing quieter voice, not yet knowing that he was not singing in war, but i want to show, show your everyday life, how to maintain good spirits in 98 . a remote remote village that was destroyed by an enemy hand, a hut miraculously blinded and hidden quietly. willow gansk is my homeland, i was born here, here i will live out my life, in the fourteenth there was a roar, it was scary, and there was no water,

there was no light, i just heard that there was a roar. and there is an explosion somewhere, most often they were shot down by ours, what was flying was to destroy us, now we live relatively calmly, a bird is singing, you see, gorgenko, asking for a check, check, check, i go to the pool, i’ll take a bun, i'll take gingerbread, how much, how much 37, please, 37, get it.

kiev, i was on good terms here, but now i don’t know how. families were broken up, i'm even afraid this, that he will re-educate, that he will aim at his grandfather, he knows that i fought, he... was proud of it, and now who knows what will happen, it’s a terrible thing, i really want this war to end quickly, so that people do not suffer; the windows look at the road, there is no one in the yard, only a flock of anxiety in their hearts, a lonely old woman.

we sit down in the car, it’s in the way, the guys say, why are you bothering with it, why is it, like where is the pass, we get out, i take the balayka, and the commander shouts, and where is the merry fellow, my friend from my village, he’s definitely dancing, everyone is happy here, that’s how it is, that’s where it’s cool, then why are you bothering with it? irina aleksandrovna, what do you wish for our hero today, irina alegrova, friends, today our guest is the people’s artist of russia, look, i

have a hard time in my throat from a lot, a lot of things, i just want to wish you not 100 years, i’ll take it yourself right, well, at least 150, while you are there, we need you so much, you sing, and you know that at least you are the only one there with... she went through the war for a second, today is 2024, yes, this is a rarity, grigory

semenovich , let's raise these combat 100 g, i i see you too, so i’ll be drunk then, well then, what do you wish for everyone today? those who died on the fields of the great patriotic war, who returned but did not live to see this day, in families where they remember and honor heroes, there is

a moment of silence. let’s remember everyone by name, let’s remember with our grief, this is not needed by the dead, it’s needed by the living.

are children born for death, motherland, did you want our death, motherland, the flame hit the sky, do you remember, motherland, she said quietly, rise to the rescue, motherland, glory is no one. your homeland didn’t ask you, it’s just everyone had a choice, me or my homeland. oh, why do you, red sun, keep leaving without saying goodbye? oh, why, you don’t come back from the war, joyless son, i’ll help you out of trouble, i’ll fly like a quick eagle, respond, my little one, my little one. one day we

will disturb you in your sleep, we will carry our voices over the fields in silence. we have forgotten how the flowers smell, how the poplars rustle, we have forgotten the earth, what the earth has become, how the birds sing on the earth without us, how the cherries bloom on the earth without us, how the river brightens and the clouds fly above us, without us. remember, after centuries, after years, remember about those who will never come again. remember,

don’t cry, hold back the groans in your throat, the bitter groans, in memory of the fallen, be worthy, forever worthy, people, as long as your hearts are knocking, remember at what price happiness is won, please remember! when you send your song into flight, remember about those who will never sing again, remember, tell your children about them, so that they will remember, children’s children, tell about them, so that they too will remember.

eternal memory to the heroes who fell for the freedom and independence of our homeland. from the heroes of bygone times. there are no

names left, those who accepted mortal combat became just earth, grass, only their formidable valor settled the hearts of the living, this eternal flame, bequeathed to us alone, we keep in our chests, look at my fighters. “the whole world remembers their faces, now the battalion stands frozen in formation, i recognize old friends again, even though i’m

twenty-five, they had to go through a difficult path, these are the ones who raised it with bayonets” as one, those who took berlin, there is no family in russia one where one’s hero would not be remembered, but the eyes of young soldiers from photographs of faded they look, this look is like the highest su... for the children who are growing up now, and the boys cannot help but lie, not deceive, not turn away from the path.

egor bakharev, the youngest participant in our program today from barnaul, altai territory, came to us and sang a song from past heroes. names from the movie officers, we are glad to greet you on the holiday, how old are you, 11 years old, and where did you hear this song, tell us, i heard this song at the parade, yeah may 9, 2000 sixteenth year, i

was watching tv with my grandmother then, i know that you i watched a lot of films about the war, and you are also attracted to the military-patriotic theme, and you... decided to become a cadet, yes, yes, i want to show an excerpt from your essay, what i want to become, you posted it on your page, egor writes : when i grow up, i want to become a military man, go to a military school, become a paratrooper, specifically an airborne soldier. i initially go to football, just at football, i train physically so that i can be a healthy military strong, so that i can defeat the enemy and the undead fascists. and it’s not for nothing that i go to the guitar, because all the military know how to play guitar to play army songs. dad played army songs, i want to defend my fatherland, that’s why i want to go to the airborne forces, soldiers are not born, they become soldiers, you also

posted this collage, tell me who in this collage, on the right, is from my father, this is ivan grigorievich bakharev, this is... his great-great-grandfather, who fought in the great patriotic war, he was born in 1902 and was drafted into harm by the soviet army in 1941, he died at stalingrad in 1942, on the right that’s who, this is my father.

unfortunately, he passed away from a concussion, he was hit to the hospital. where i died, you are now the only man in the family who protects both your mother and sister, we have very touching footage of your last meeting, when your dad, viktor nikolaevich, came on vacation, i will... return, your forest will return green . yes, we are waiting for you lightly,

i will touch you and what will happen, or maybe a colored rainbow, i will return and hug my son with my heart, i will touch my hand with my palm, i give you my word, i will return. i give you my word i swear i will return i will come and touch the hand i give you my word i will return i give you my word and you today

here with a guitar, and the guitar is special, it’s my dad’s guitar, yes, well, more precisely, he gave it to me, you know, now it’s easter week, yes, and we understand that death does not exist as such, yes, what god has everyone alive, and it seems to me that dad will become yours. your task is very important, i really want you to shake hands with our veteran, let him pass on some of his courageous experience to you, study, study well, don’t be afraid of difficulties. and if you have to join

the army, then don’t be afraid, go and serve honestly, then be, be calm, never be sad, and don’t cry, that’s right, you can pick up the guitar, maybe play something again? she is in war, as in war, cartridges, vodka, shag in price, in war, labor, shoot yourself from...

battalion commander, badzeyanya, badzeyanya, kambat, you didn’t hide your heart behind your backs, guys, planes are flying and tanks are burning, yokombak, kambak, bartzyanya, bardzyanya, kambak will follow us! russia mazvay, fire battalion, fire in battalion,

the company commands, and the horse is a battery, and the horse is battalion, al is the horse of battiya, al is the horse of batai, al batary horse, al battalion horse, fire, battery, fire, fire, fire, fire. well done, and personally, what i would like, i would like to give to uncle arden, give this to you and pass it on to your comrades, and what is this, tell me,

why a cheburashka? well, you do it yourself there, you sew such amulets. now i don’t know the symbol or that we drive cars, it turns out, well, we deliver the cargo , it turns out that everyone can see a cheburashka on their windshield, either this or someone big.

and the soul that hurts you will hurt for a long time, but the time will come when for you it will become a light sadness. i think so, usans is a song that the wives of all the soldiers who are now in the combat zone listen to as support, and i would really like you to perform it today, after this i have no idea how i will do it now , the fact is that i may call it sadism, masochism, i don’t know which is correct, but i know that it’s easier this way, women always cried to mine, to mine. with some kind of love that didn’t work out, at the moment i want them to cry, i want so that they can cry, and maybe it will become easier, it’s with this mood that i will now go to sing it, and naturally, i wish that very

few people will find it useful. i can’t cut it out of my memory with a scalpel any more than i can erase the letters of a name from the alphabet. the dates still remain blue on the postal stamps despite the rains, attempts have been made and replacement moves have been made in my chemistry. little changes, and my soul, a captive in love, cries and repents, cries and repents, it is registered somewhere in the dna, it runs through a vein, along the arm, it is now with me,

for sure, only in the distance. he is in the night 's swine silence, he, like an angel, does not let you fall, and no matter how much i want, he is my part, and no matter how much i want, he is my part. i cannot dissolve it in bottomless tenderness, a little more time and the world will be flooded, the outlines and details of appearance have been erased, this makes me want to see it more, and one day the big

universe will tremble, and from the cry of my heart all the stones will break, so my soul, a captive in love , cries and repents , he cries and repents, he is registered somewhere in the dna, he runs through a vein in his arm, he is with me now, probably only in far away, he is piggy in the night. in silence, like an angel, he doesn’t let you fall, and no matter how much i want, he is my part, and no matter how much i want,

he is my part. it is written somewhere in the dna, it runs like a vein in my arm, it is with me now, probably only in the distance, it is in the swine silence of the night, it is like an angel that does not let me fall, no matter how much i want it. he is my part, and no matter how much i want to,

he is my part, i want to invite our guests from the primorsky region, this is viktor mitrofaevich. it doesn’t seem like a couple of soldiers, from the bloody

unseen fires, they didn’t burn our land, but it changed. they are still stirrups of technical data, they fly and give us voices, not because it is so often sad, we fall silent. looking at the heavens,

flying, flying across the sky, if tired, flying in the fog at the end of the day, in that land there is a small gap, maybe this is the place for me, the day will come for a flock of cranes. i will float in such a jelly, falling from the sky

, calling out to the birds from those you whom i left on earth. it seems to me, a couple, that the soldiers from the bloody ones have fallen. they once perished in our land, but turned into white cranes.

he is 87 years old and has also come a long way, to speak today on victory day in moscow, they told me that you drove 5 hours by car to vladivostok, vladivostok, then 8 hours by plane, and where you live, that 5 hours

by car, the village of bulygofadieva, chuguevsky district. one, when we come here, for us it is the memory of our dead, two missing uncles, let’s, according to our tradition , lay a tablecloth here, but how to lay a table somewhere, like this, skis, this tradition appeared with us a long time ago, we open the graves with a tablecloth , this symbolizes memory, we

bring these tablecloths home as a testament... here so that veneration of one’s parents, veneration of the departed, great memory and eternal peace for a great people, oh the roads, dust and clouds, cold anxiety, to the steppe storm.

10 minutes of twins always this is who is the eldest right away i’m like i’m well it’s obvious what song we’ll unite the table when we were at war if i can now i’ll take the guitar let’s go when we were at the war when we were at the war everyone was thinking about their beloved or everyone is there. i thought to my beloved about my wife, and i could think, and i could have thought too, when i looked at the tube at its blue smoke, when i looked at the pipe at its blue smoke.

how you once lied to you, how you once lied to me, that you gave your maiden heart to another with me, that you gave your maiden heart, but gave one to another. your brother is there in donbass! pozybny passenger of the prime minister, i’m not a fighter, i came for my brother, i have to find him, on may tenth on rtr on a cold sunday afternoon on april 6, 1914

, a rally of thousands gathered in the center of donetsk to protect the people of donbass from the nationalist pro-fascist dictatorship, deputies decided to proclaim sovereignty donetsk people's republic, they fought for freedom. if we had not then gone out to rallies and started resistance, we would not have been able to remain ourselves, they died for their homeland, a war was organized against us by the ukrainian regular army, armed to the teeth, i called misha, we talked, mommy, i love you very much i love, i already love you sons, she is gone in the morning, the heroes of donbass, citizens of russia, only liberators, the owners of their land, were waiting for the russians, then they began to issue russian passports. my family received everything and i’m proud, donbass 10 years, premiere on may 10 at rtm, you have been hoping for so many years that everyone will get together again,

it looks like it will be today, you are happy, well, of course you are happy, premiere, you look good, you seem to be younger, and of course, you have forgotten how to give compliments. "hello, what 's all that noise you have there? nothing unites a large family like a big secret, what are the police saying? a classic accident, dmitry miller, from the outside everything always seems obvious, this is white, and this is black. i prefer to name things in your own names. maria kulyakova. you understand that this is a decision. will change your whole life. alena yakovleva, elena tsyplakova, we are not to blame." what to do now? be silent. light in the window. from monday on rtr.

and right now i want to invite to our folk stage, the people's artist of russia. i pepper the stars, on the dark night, you are my beloved , i know, you’re not sleeping, and in the children’s bed,

you’re wiping away a tear, how i love the depths of your tender bass, so i want to press my lips to them now, the dark night exasperates us and an alarming black scene lies between us, i believe. in you, my dear friend, this faith took me away,

kept it on a dark night, joyful. i am at peace in a mortal battle, i know you will meet me with love, no matter what happens to me, death is not terrible, we have met it more than once, so... she is circling above me, you are waiting for me,

and not at the crib you’re sleeping, so i know nothing will happen to me.

since we met in bed, here it is for you, she’s circling over me, you’re waiting for me, you don’t sleep by the crib, so i’ll sleep with me, nothing. nothing will happen, nothing will happen, nothing will happen, and your dad loved this song, your father loved this song, your father loved -

yes, this is all to put in order, not because we were there once a year, no, but may 9th is simply the law, the law, now mom and dad are together, so everything is may 9th, soon there will be many, many, many years old, and this is you lying, that’s right, i’m lying, yes, next to my older brother is my father, and i’m lying, and in a striped one. maya lyumutaeva

flew to us today from derbent, now she will perform her original song: bring back your sons, we invite maya. mother lost her son in the war, pain, pain is pain alone, a flock, a flock of lonely cranes hovering over houses, taking souls son. and while they fly, and the mothers do not sleep,

they ask god for peace on their knees, their hearts hurt, they speak to the almighty, and they see their sons, see. me, holy, holy, mothers, they believe in miracles, they believe that my sons will return me back, it hurts, it hurts from wounded love, get up, go, man, quickly rise again.

and let the years fly, but mothers do not sleep. they ask god for peace on their knees, their hearts hurt, they say to the almighty, and they see their sons,

thank you, the fact is that i already cried, sang, initially, so they don’t close the cord either, i apologize, what if suddenly i couldn’t convey everything that was in my soul, you were able to convey everything, thank you, no, a very emotional song is timeless, as it seems to me, it is, i know that you...

well, why are we standing at the table today? in position , a girl, in position, a girl, saw off the fighter, said goodbye in the dark night, on a step like a porch, while the boy could see behind the toums. at the window, above the girl’s room, everything was burning with fire, the guy was met by a close-knit front-line family, there were

comrades everywhere, there were friends everywhere, mostokova street. he couldn’t forget where are you girl honey, where are you my little light, now a group will appear on our folk stage, elena plotnikova’s multicase group will perform a song about that spring.

the movie is on, a platoon is fighting, a distant year, on an old film, a difficult journey, a little more, and it will burn out, wars, fires, happy may, beloved land. meet your soldiers quickly, from the wounds of grievances, the earth trembles, with the warmth of the soul, we will warm it, i saw everything about that spring in a dream,

the dawn came and the world smiled. so that the south would be swept away, so that the first light would break and my great-grandfather would return home from the war, lech. in a foreign land, let them take care, love and faith, so that more of them come alive, and privates, officers, will come in the spring, like my great-grandfather, to their native home. i’ll open the doors, i remember the light, distant years, my

country, i will believe, everything about that verse, i saw in a dream, dawn and peace came, i smiled, so that the south would notice that... the rope dawned and my great-grandfather returned home from the war back, well done, elena plotnikova's multicase group, this song was written by elena in memory of the feat of her grandfather, who reached berlin and his great-grandfather in the war, so that future generations would carry this memory through. thanks guys thank you very much, multicase! well done!

today our guest is actress ekaterina klimova! glad to see you! what does may 9th mean to you? it’s a great holiday, of course i was lucky to be born and live in moscow, so my may 9th was always amazing, unforgettable, i had the opportunity to visit red square once with my sons, you can go anywhere on this day, the main thing is to be with your family, with those who have not yet left, with those who have already been born, uniting this holiday is good because it unites generations, and i see that everyone sings all these songs, this is some kind of genetic code, we all have them in our little ones, in our adults they are already laid down, as if yes, together with us they prolong their life this memory of the war. yulia drunina, there was such a poet, a girl who went to the front, went through the whole war, and of course, when you read her poems, you think, well, how can i say, it’s better, it’s just a little quadruple, but it all immediately becomes clear, i i only

saw hand-to-hand combat once, once against eve, and thousands in a dream, who say that in war there is no fear, he doesn’t know anything about the war, well , somehow you get closer, and war songs sound in your house, i happened to sing a lot of war songs, in the movies, something like that, well, we know, ninotchka’s romance, maybe someone -he will remember, thank you for everything, good friend, for being a true friend, for that cheerful onion in the herbs, for a month...

i want to invite the shaman now to the stage with a song, without which not a single evening can go by memories, black raven, let's try, black raven, black raven. why are you hovering over me, you're prey

you can’t wait, black raven, i’m not yours, so what are you doing? you release it over my galava. you want prey for yourself, i am not your black raven, i will bind up the mortal wound

with the handkerchief that was given to me. and then stop, i’ll stop and say everything on the same flight to my old place, tell my mom!

why are you hovering over me, you won’t give in, black raven, i’m not yours, you won’t... black raven, i’m not yours!

black bastard, you can strongly, you can say a few words, yes, a few words, i really wanted to congratulate the whole country on may 9th again, and from

the bottom of my heart to say a big thank you to you, andrey, thank you for inviting me, and i’ll tell you, today, may 9, we are celebrating a victory, but i’m telling you, very soon, we will celebrate another victory, god willing, it’s not even discussed and 100%, you know, i really care i was touched by the story, egor and please tell me by his patronymic again egor viktorovich egor. viktorovich, and now i’m thirty-two years old , i’ll be 33 years old, the age of christ, and only by this time i don’t agree, but everyone started calling me yaroslav yuryevich, so i’m 11 years old, someone there will say, a boy, a man, from this day everyone will call you nothing other than

yegor viktorovich, in honor of your father, hero, thank you. yes, egor viktorovich, i want to appeal to you, officially, what do you say , if i record, produce, a song especially for you and me, it will be our duet, what do you say, egor viktorovich, egor viktorevich, well i’m very emotional right now, i agree, i need to think about it, yes. this is not discussed, i agree, i really will wait for an answer, no, i’m done, he’s already thought about it, i understand, we’ll fix it.

her name is valentina, valentina moiseeva, all evening she is so empathetic, also emotional , and next to you there is this pretty girl, reacting, her great-grandfather walked through belarus, ukraine, through budapest, to vienna, that’s right, i’m telling you, everywhere he was also accompanied by a song, but the song that you will perform in the final our program, it’s so cheerful,

oh the path, ring my accordion, look how the stars shine over the river, the cheerful guys, the fiery girls will all start talking at the break, eh. should we be sad, don’t hide the harmony, play for all the forces, and push so that the mountains danced so that the green gardens rustled, oh

andryusha, so that the wind rushed in the middle of the night to curl the children's hair, play with gentle eyes, but don't ask them to look at you, oh, the path is closed, the window won't come out, won't meet me, little girl, oh bitter word , said chernoprova, that there is no reciprocal fire in the heart, oh, andryusha, should we be sad, don’t hide the accordion black at all costs, and push so that the mountains splash, so that the green gardens rustle, my andryusha, so that the wind rushes in the middle of the night curl teasing, play with you affectionate. yes, without asking, they looked at you, oh, at least the path, once again for me a little

, the girl returned, not giving a smile, but hello, andryusha, i came to listen to you, oh, my dear sang, oh, andryusha, don’t hide your sorrows play the accordion at all speeds, and push it so that the mountains dance, so that the green gardens rustle, my andryusha, so that in the middle of the night the wind rushes by and tugs at your curls, play with the gentle eyes, so that they don’t ask to look at you, like this, play so that the gentle ones really, don’t ask me to look at you. all friends, the time of the program has come to an end, we congratulate everyone who is now on

their tv screens, celebrating this victory day, who is raising the battle sograms, health to everyone, thank you very much for being with us today, giving your optimism, humor, everyone, thank you, thank you very much , take care of yourself and your loved ones, happy holiday!

on the russia channel. time for the main news of victory day, big news on the air, in the studio igor kozhevin, hello, happy holiday. what did you remember? the west would like to forget the lessons of world war ii.