they included elements of the former darker color, and at the base of the nine-meter figure of a soldier , fragments of a previously broken monument were mounted, so that descendants would remember the heroes of bygone times and our contemporaries. at the restored pylon artillery alexander fsklyar in 2016 i came to donetsk with a concert. it was the year of prokofiev and alexander vladimirovich zakharchenko told me sanya do you want to see the prokofiev airport and we went, and he showed me what the war had done to the airport. what terrible battles were going on there, he said me then alexander, we will go to the saur grave with you . and here i am, this earth is aching with the blood

of our heroes who gave their lives during the great patriotic war. there were also bloody battles in the fourteenth year. what kind of a hero is a person who can give his life for his friend, as dad did? how did many do it? heroes of donbass for the sake of freedom of donbass for the independence of donbass the glory of a hero sometimes, in order to become a hero, you just need to stay alive to tell us how it is was. during excavations on shawarma, a

cartridge case was found, a note in which it was written that we are all dying here, but we don’t give up ivan kazmin went to war from the first days. he was 34 in october 1941. as part of a squadron of the 35th cavalry division, he fought on the mius front. the detachment died the whole field was littered with the dead, he remained a miracle, because he was wounded and fell down. vrovy it was sprinkled with ivan kuzmin found among the dead fellow soldiers. he was wounded, a fragment remained in his hand, then he was captured and escape to his own 43rd ivan kazmin with comrades from the special department of the fifth shock army. again he returned to the mius front, where they sawed for the saur, the grave to death was a simple soldier and really wanted to

return home, and he succeeded after the war. the first monument to the fallen, a six-meter pyramid, was erected on the saur grave, the obelisk was bordered by a ship's chain, and in the corners there were cannons left over from the battle in which ivan kazmin fought, we are sure, we feel, we understand. that our grandfather is a hero ivan methodievich kazmin who lived until the age of 87 raised five children, saw 13 grandchildren and 16 great-grandchildren every year they go to the procession of the immortal regiment with a yellowed photograph of their heroic grandfather from time to time. with us today is the daughter and granddaughter of mortarman ivan methodich kazmin, love of fateev irina

ovchinnikova, we will greet their friends. ivan kazmin , his brother-soldiers cleared the land of the enemy. today, their great-grandchildren are forced to do this dirty work again, but it is grateful and very necessary. i do all the dirty work for you guys. without interrupted cognac without a break on saturday , serve the battle with flasks, the fire comes from zolotov and the planet on the blood stands like peter in the swamps, boys, they do all the dirty work for you without

a break for cognac without a break on saturday in the attack. flask battle. the fire goes from the planet to the blood is a computer in the swamps. four letters of the fighter on the shoulders, so there will be no more here. the iskander complex will find on whose was whose and, therefore, the grad will fly to them, like flocks of rooks one ordered some more steel for us. we got the bins the soviet jin, and not butted, if they change this world, loves sabers, loves salt from the eyes, then the ensemble is buried, then the cartridge, then the cartridge, the cartridge, the patrol. the boys do all the dirty work for you without a break for cognac without a break

for saturday serve a battle with flasks fire comes from the zots of the planet on the blood is a computer swamp. the boys do all the dirty work for you without a break for cognac without a break on saturday, serve a battle with flasks, the fire is on the planet, there is a computer swamp. military correspondents told me that the soldiers on the front line could not hold back the tears when they watched rich's video

dirty work, so exactly he understood what hard often nightmarish deadly work the fighters do to provide us with a world of special operations, words such as ours, ours, they became a password and heard. work brothers can't go wrong next. our coming to our land.

with you we go forward to win with you and all of russia is behind us.

brothers are working with you and all of russia is behind us and every fight is with you.

oh, heaven is with us and all of russia is behind us and every fight with you is with us. it is this music that the fighters on the front line listen to . ruslan, i am sure that you have something to say to your

brothers. bass i was born here. grew up in crimea i'm russian, i'm proud of it, work brothers, our cause is right, the enemy will be defeated, victory will be ours. brothers, work with us all of russia today, we have repeatedly recalled the price of victory, we must not forget they. dmitry pevtsov why we all need it let's remember everyone by name. let us remember with grief that the dead do not need it. it needs to be alive. remember proudly and directly killed in the struggle. there is a great right to

forget about oneself; there is a high right to wish and dare. became eternal glory instant death voice winner one of the idols of the youth shaman has been writing songs in recent months that definitely fall into the mood of the country and reflect our common experiences associated with a special operation. today we welcome musician and songwriter shaman. hello donbass today, unfortunately, i could not be at the saur-magil, but with my heart i am with you, i am now in the museum

victories on poklonnaya gora in the hall of glory dedicated to the feat of soldiers and officers of the heroes of the great patriotic war, including those who died reclaiming the grave of saurs, but what is more important in the center of the hall is a ten-meter monument to a soldier who won the work of the ukrainian sculptor valentin znaiba and no one in our it does not occur to the country to demand that it be demolished for this, because we preserve the memory, regardless of nationality and today's event on saur, the magic is bright to that, we do not destroy confirmation, but we restore and therefore, i propose to listen to my song, stand up as a symbol. the birth of russia

let's get up and stand while we're still with you we live and the truth is behind us there, from above, someone looks at us with familiar eyes. they smiled like children and outside, they walked. let's get closer to them. let us stand as long as the

lord is with us and the truth is with us. we will say, thank you for giving us the victory. for those who found their heaven and are no longer with us. we will become and the song will drag on. between us, the hero of russia will remain in your heart and we will remember all those who are in this window

lost, who was going to die freedom, but not swept away. i know that we will definitely meet with you. let's get up and pull again. mi in our hearts to the end

between us hero of russia will remain in us. and that's it.

by the way, if we return to the new meanings and the symbol of the special operation, then we do not abandon our own, it also acquires a new meaning, because on the one hand with the ukrainians. we are one people, brothers, but on the other hand, some in ukraine have decided to forget about it. with those who hide behind women and children, arranging firing positions in residential areas? we are not theirs, never we will no longer understand that those who demolish monuments to the heroes of the great patriotic war are also not our own, and those who vilely torture captured soldiers are not their own, even if they call themselves ukrainians. the day after tomorrow, we don’t leave our

group to break the road for a peaceful tomorrow without fear and pain for the truth for the house for relatives for history for those who once laid down in their lives a regiment of unknown soldiers for the fraternal land of the leningrad fortress, so as not to be ashamed of the heroes of the country for a friend and fidelity with love to a family for simple words. i am proud. i love courage. we do not abandon our children. you understand. yes, i know you have let's say,

fascist, ukraine i'm fine. ukraine well , about before the advent of these, well, as your ukrainians, we had peace and quiet, from whom people hid in basements from the ukrainian republic. may there always be heaven, may there always be. we don’t leave remember, you are not alone and again the war in our homes and again the threat to the russian world is more anxiety in maternal hearts to gather for horror for the son because everything, as always, everyone wants against us, so that we become weaker, it has already happened and happened more than once, but we are saving the strength in us at the level of gene, we are saving donetsk , lugansk is my brotherly people, so that they don’t say pray together for our guys that russia will be defended, as they defended it now, unfortunately , put away against brother. they forgot that we got somewhere in the peaceful sky, a soviet soldier. he didn't die in vain. this is our victory. let there always be heaven at

home, we will not leave. you are not alone. may there always be sunshine. may there always be heaven and always be truth. may there always be peace. let always there will be sun, may there always be sky. may it always be true. let the world always fall down, we don’t quit, from edge to edge we don’t abandon tasks, but we don’t abandon such ours, we challenge everyone we don’t abandon, we don’t go for the prize, who knew the holocaust he would understand these lines. fate has developed in such a way that, as a result, we will not give up on our own, we will not give up. let the world wait. we don't abandon ours. we will not leave our people in trouble, where we will be needed everywhere, as long as the boots leave traces. we are building again. our bridges bridges of relationship are bridges of change. we got up from our knees, dear mr. ben. freedom is behind us, the planet is behind us and there will be victory. remember,

you are not alone. may there always be heaven. may there always be peace. we don't abandon ours. god you're not one of those grandparents shed blood. not just from a thought, not just from dreams. don't just go between hell and ryan russian people don't leave theirs. no wonder the tests are abandoned. it’s not easy for us to read the lines of loved ones and it’s not easy for mom to be silent when they cover slime. we russian people do not throw our sun and warms on everyone. not just a soldier to kill he is a man. it's not easy, but it's time to understand, we russian people don't abandon our people. it is not in vain that the new frontier is not easy to read in the line of these ignoramuses, they forgot the victory of the forty-fifth in may, we people do not abandon our people. whether

away something to destroy 8 years understand? it's just tired of it. fedor serebryansky, a participant in the storming of the grave saur back in 1943, a gunner in the ninety-sixth division, which broke through the line called miss front after the war. he wrote his memorabilia for all residents of donbass lines. listen to the winds over the saur grave. let's hear them and we, together with vladimir glass.

listen to the wind, with the grave, touch it with your hand. fragrant wild herbs here, courage with courage passed the legend for all forever becoming. when the ground trembled underfoot, when the metal from the explosions got tired of the soldiers, they went through the fiery flame to where the metal could not withstand. the soldiers were walking. the steppe sprinkles every mile with hot blood. and they won, they endured, they took. mental courage wind, who

saved this land, than courage in battles freed did not conquer the enemy. a monument of immortality will be taken up into the sky, a hero who fell valiantly in battles, who will not live years from the century and live forever in noble hearts. i would like to say. these verses reminded me. wonderful poem by vladimir vysotsky, we were told we need a height and do not

spare cartridges. it rolled down from the sky. a star rolled down on their shoulder straps eternal memory and eternal glory to the heroes of donbass thank you. the first day we lost from our platoon. bear didn’t growl, three platoon under the command of oleg grishin callsign the bear arrived at the saul, the grave, on july 26, 2014, at that time no one knew that kiev ordered its militants to take the height at any cost. we were

under constant artillery shelling, and the whole land was the whole clone of the mountain. it was constantly on fire, tanks fired almost point-blank artillery, covered the entire mountain and small arms with fire, enemy infantry and special forces worked, a real hell of heavy guns began, the militias did not have a platoon commander. the bear was firing at superior enemy forces with a machine gun and a grenade launcher, when one of his comrades the commander was wounded by shrapnel from a tank shell. oleg grishi medved, risking his life, dragged a fighter into a trench and saved him, his life is a helmet, he used to be a city helmet and again they load another wok and shoot there. i'm the last thing he said, how many of them on the glass of a bear, and he fell into my trench. the fighter with the call sign chih was the last one. who saw the bear alive three times the militiamen from grishin's platoon

deliberately called the fire of their own battalion on themselves in order to hold back the advance of the ukrainian militants. three days under endless shelling the fighters did not leave their positions and literally clung to the stones, so as not to give up the height. i don’t know, i still don’t understand the reason, divine than the plan, how we could defend retaining the attention of such a huge number, e.g., the military platoon of oleg grishin held the sacred height of the grave saurs until july 30, until reinforcements broke through the encirclement. after this combat feat. the platoon was named after the commander of the bear. forty-third battles for the saur, the grave was so fierce,

that of all the vegetation on the kurgan, only one tree remained. and even that, slashed by shells , was preserved. after all, this tree is a witness, unheard of courage and courage of the soviet wars, who fought for their own and for our happiness. this tree survived the summer of 2014 as well. it stands, as if at the checkout for contemporaries, to be vigilant on the land that is watered with the blood of your fathers and brothers to claim the right. they deserved it by dying in battle. on the road, the russian word

of the high banks of the amur, sentries of the motherland stand at the high banks of the amur, sentries of the motherland stand raced