soldiers motherland will never forget any of your exploits. thank you

. do you hear?

if the love for the motherland is kept in our hearts. and will be kept as long as these hearts are beating. that hatred of enemies always we carry on the tips of bayonets. mikhail sholokhov

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45 years ago the spaces of our russia from its premiere of the film officers of the film, which reflected the high historicity of the high highest country. people could rightfully be proud of their profession to defend the motherland with deeds and deeds. great concept

duty and honor and our history began at the very beginning of the 20th century. native stages of a long journey, so let us remember our fighting youth. so let's drink for our deeds for our country for our native kakhovka, where our girl lived under the sun on a hot night blindly, a lot came to us to go through we are peaceful people, but our

armored train is standing still. we have a simple concern. if only

the native country would live, and there are no other worries and snow and stars. night flight has a disturbing secret in my heart while i walk.

the heart of the disturbing navin and the starryness of the war by the king, and just like in life, every love and you will meet us with you, how brave you are through the storms, it will pass even death. glory

to you and death.

to hear the nightingale at dawn, only we do not like peace. we are a surrogate in the time of the journey rise

to heaven. get down into the heads of the earth in time to drop where we were not with us, russia of the end we are coming. friendship

through the fire we swim, if you need to open young ends and the sun. there

order him back, go to the civil war. they left, parted, left a quiet, edge. you wish me something dear goodbye and genus. if the wound is small, and all blue i wish you, i tell you that

the lord will return with a quick victory . oh, please give me a letter.

warm spring day sevastopol is a city of russian sailors and on a steep street on the corner

stands a very young man and sends. through the window of the bunnies, his girlfriend calls his great love, and this boy. 45 years ago trofimov from the film thank you officers worried, of course, the director, vladimir fatal, was worried , who shot his first picture at gorky studio and i had my first shooting day, and i can say from the school studio of the moscow art theater stepped into the bolshoi cinema in this legendary film officer. and the horny one was very agitated and

looked very intently into the faces. he was looking for, uh, types and said clothes for the kind of pre-war vibe that the film was supposed to have and which he succeeded in doing. and now, to remember a little this atmosphere. i want to read one poem. the dance floor until late, i am subject to its law. a hoarse record of rhyorite by a clockwork gramophone smells of the first light smells of violins crying thinly and on an explosion we don't know anything. what is the essence

of the bath to whom to live? how are you? tell me to be smart. foresee in advance which of them will lie down on the border. which of them will disappear without a trace? who will cuddle to the ground motionless driven like a wolf from all sides? but the weather acts as a spring. and regularly pulls the gramophone. noah of the river

at your doors i disappear. you yourself guess by the voice. the seven-string gift of my one who loves the way not to get lost, so am i. well, no matter where i go, i will find the streets.

i and where and leads to the descent of our dates. and check and dawn. don't forget how much i love

your blond hair, your smile, you yourself guess god sister. mom today at 4:00 until the morning of the declaration of war , the german armed forces attacked the borders of the soviet union, the beginning of the great patriotic

war of the soviet people will be defeated, victory will be ours. so it happened that the men left and abandoned the crops before the deadline. here they are no longer visible from the windows dissolved road dust flow from the voice of the grain. these are tears of uncompressed fields and cold

winds. quickly flowed disappeared my waiting for the tradition of horses in a good hour. good hour. good hour. let the fair winds not drink, but caress brought up, and then come back soon and cry. of your smiles are paler, you will die of shit. there is no hike for anyone in these buildings, loneliness and expectation instead of you settled in houses that have lost their charms and freshness. the whiteness, the holes in the shirts not worn,

the old songs became boring and hardly teeth. we are waiting for you. trail the horses at a good hour. good hour. good hour. let the wake-up winds do not beat, but caress you, who come back soon and cry the women turn pale and dry. cute among it hurts with my pain and sounds every day without a wharf, majestic, an anguish of lamentations to the echoes of ancient prayers. we will meet you on foot and iconic weary love. so much emptiness to me, pasta is not fancy. we are waiting for you

, hurry up. end. good hour. good hour. good hour. let the wake-up winds do not drink , the waves are idling, and then come back soon and pay and without your smiles turn pale. on the day of the defender of the fatherland on the first and that's it. those who have begun, light fight just

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well, the guys were opened, of course, leo, what did you take, well, look, they drilled a hole, then with superglue. what's happened? so why are we going to grandma's? congratulations. how are you feeling? normal, as always, so your goat married creature. i won't be you anymore

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see the official, all the series on the movie one tv appears since there is no need to feel sorry, after all, we would not feel sorry for anyone, we are before our battalion commander, as before the lord god, we are clean on the living, struck from blood and clay overcoats on the graves of the dead , blue flowers bloomed and fell fourth autumn. our mothers are crying and our peers are silently sad. we did not know love did not experience the happiness of crafts we got on share, the hard fate of the soldiers. my weather has no poetry no love or peace, only strength and envy. and when we return from the war, everything, yes, we love, in full, and we will write the same age as our fathers. they will be proud. well, who won't come back?

someone won’t have to love, well, who in the 41st is struck by a bullet, a mother of the same age will sob on the doorstep. in my weather, neither poetry, nor peace, nor wives, we need to feel sorry for, after all, we wouldn’t feel sorry for anyone, that we went on the attack, that we shared the last piece, he will understand this truth. she to us in the trenches of the crack came to argue with a grumbling, hoarse basque. let the living remember. and let generations know this harsh truth taken by failure of the soldiers and your crutches and a mortal wound through and graves over the volga where thousands of young people lie, this is our destiny. it was with her that we fought. now they went on the attack and tore. bridges over god we do not need to feel sorry for after all, we did not feel sorry for anyone before our russia and in

difficult times are clean and when we return, and we return with victory, we are all stubborn as devils, like tenacious evil people. let us pour beer and the meat will be roasted for dinner, so that tables break everywhere on oak legs, we will bow at the feet of relatives and suffering people of mothers, we will kiss the girlfriends who waited for love. so, when we return and win, we’ll get everything to love a peer and find a job for ourselves. blew weightless flies yellow leaf

basses under this waltz on a spring day we went to the circle. under this waltz in our native land we loved, we are friends under this power, we catch our eyes and our loved ones shine, you were sad. when we don't have a girlfriend, and

here it sounded again in the forest everyone listened and dreamed of something dear, and everyone thought about his own, remembering. and every sign the road to it leads through the war. may the light and joy of previous meetings. we shine a difficult hour of peace, we have to lie down in the ground. as it is only once, but let the smoke

of a fighter not frighten death in the fire. and what is supposed to be for someone, so, friends, if it's our turn, let the steel be strong, let our heart not freeze, let our hand not tremble. it's time to go friends go. yesterday for everything tomorrow the ancient power of the autumn dream is played by the accordionist

sigh, complaining bass and as if in oblivion. they sit and listen to enter.

dimly the stars twinkle in the dark night, you beloved know you are not sleeping. and at the crib you secretly wipe away a tear, how i love the depth of your gentle eyes, how i want to snuggle up to them now.

i believe in you, my dear friend. it was vera who buried me from a bullet on a dark night. joyfully , i am calm in mortal combat. i know you will meet

me with love. not to happen to me. ambulance train

ambulance train usually ran between forward where he collected. brought the wounded and the nearest field hospital, we wanted everything to be like the truth. they filmed an ambulance train. but the abandoned branch in sokolniki oddly enough, at one time, apparently , electric trains from the sokolniki metro station went through the entire park of vdnkh, then the vdnh metro appeared

and the branch died out. trains of the war years and began to shoot filmed in december. in december of the seventieth year it was -30 outside, this is not the current warm winters, cold mass scenes, episodes where the wounded are half-dressed, bandaged with bloody bandages. at the forefront and suddenly a tank attack and, on conscription , they themselves were slightly wounded, leaving the wagons and in the snowdrifts. those whom you have already brought , those who have already been bandaged and those who have just arrived on a cart on horseback.

i filmed all this with more than one take, but we still don’t care, we are still wheat. and here, and here people are almost half, half-opened two or three takes. i remembered, i remembered then the wonderful, uh, lines from the poem arseny of tarkovsky, who fought and was wounded, and a field hospital. he has such a poem, and he writes gauze, as the tree bark on the body hardened and ran . alien blood and staples into my veins and i breathed, like a fish on the sand swallows the hard icy earthly cold and blessed air. and here is the tank attack and one double and the second double, because i wanted it all to be like how it really was, but

then and then, of course already. and the episode with the death of his son was already filmed in the pavilion, because there is a little boy in the episode. the grandson and, of course, this is mikhail nikolaevich kirillov asked everyone to leave the pavilion so that tycho would leave me alone, and then he said, when you are ready, say, well. and this scene is the signing of the documents of those who did not reach the field hospital of those who died among these documents. photo

and my son on which of the foreign roads your heart will be in the snow, i will help you with a prayer, but not without reason on your fate. i would like to be the star that is above you

to see that you are near and that the living rejoice together with the plant in the soul they keep, if again the fight is all my love, let it strive to sing, my losing blood. not to be. my guilt, kid among the streets home, my soul is not without reason, so the stubborn door took everything, my son,

my hero, will pass. i would like to go out just to see you and me, that you are near, that you are alive to rejoice at messi plants. all my love is striving. with you all

my love is empty, losing blood, we will leave our war with you to be like with me. standing in the snow, i'll help you. our

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of spring tomorrow at first my old me came. with joy, as people say in the morning.

i stagger, as if i had drunk, too much, only i pushed the door and here i am at home. do you remember the mother of the middle son who caused a lot of trouble? you scolded me, fidget, i did not let up anyway. mom, i'm here. with victory, as i promised you long ago. i came. but i know i don't have a brother. i came, but i know there is no father. i wipe it off like i'm guilty of something. tears from my mother in

my house, where does it smell? in the red corner is the face of the virgin in lamp fire. a cat on the floor and a grandfather's checker on the wall at protect me from take care of me my heavenly angel from the cowardice of things

how many wandering roads have been traveled in someone else's side, but god sees at the word motherland, we groan in a dream, i dream of a house where there are no worries amid the stillness of the night, and in that house, love reigns.

let there be no news from god and someone heals my temple, blood oozes from under the nails and the sand will fasten on the teeth. i'll be as hard as granite i can, as long as you're there, as long as the fire is burning.

nom build, following and professional. harvest how many years have passed? but no one is forgotten. and forever nothing is forgotten our life. our bright joy in the fierce battles of your feat. valor sacrifice your extracted. on earth in your honor.

heavens, obelisks are standing. no one is forgotten, not forever, nothing is forgotten in every house you are alive and in every day that has come true, every child's smile. sound the victory suites. in every heart. knock. come every spring. no one is forgotten and nothing is forgotten forever. we live and walk according to your advice. forward. in the future, with your hand, the road is open to us before your memory kneels. people. no one is forgotten. the war ended and the guns fell silent and the years smoothed out the great misfortune, and we live and we meet spring again,

we celebrate victory day the best day of the year, and from kamchatka to the famous brest from sevastopol to the murmansk latitudes, sadness and joy walk together across the country and again the memory haunts us and once again stood immortal , russia the war is over, but the song is still burned over every house surrounded in the war of our fathers and grandfathers, millions went to immortality so that

we can live with you, they fulfilled their soldier's duty, they were harsh and remained faithful to the motherland to the end, and we look into history again to measure today by the day of the war and again. and again, enemies scare us with war.

we are not afraid, we have a country of heroes and everyone is ready to stand behind the motherland with a wall, the war is over, but the memory of generations, like a front, friendship is eternal and true, no one has ever put us on our knees and will not put us for anything and never again the holy bells will call and again the country in a single line.

of course we are for peace. show me the crazy percentage and broken dotted line. only ours are here. no. we are all the time tech lines. for which

my single, dear motherland, you are my hope, you are my support in my life gave birth we are of course for peace, but who writes war again, where the pencil case is covered with borders? and swallows that one day

we will write down because of the gentle color from under the cute ones. who sings dreams? my dear motherland you are my hope and the support of my life, dear.

faith is our general on the roads of history and the almighty then counted.

my dear motherland, you are my hope, you are my support, my life, i am ugly, the war is a feminine word, and men go to war and death is also a woman’s breed, but it’s not possible to marry her with the earth, she cleaned

iran with blood, sharpened male bodies, finished off the fallen soldiers by name, after all we knew we knew many of these guys will be in his place if he did not go to protect you, not sparing himself. in olya’s soul, the fool cooled down to the place , she covered the medal and the memory of the woman and howled, frightening away pain and sadness with a bird, divine fate, betrayed men, fathers and youths,

the war. what have you done? you are a lover without a face. and do you remember, he does not remember the names of the attacking soldiers, after all, we knew we knew many of these guys, and you could could could have refused in his place if he had not left to protect you, not sparing himself. friends with the day of the russian army and in the navies the cruelty of death, who

gave them women's names, why is the kind of female misfortune, but the grieving mother believes that the female word victory men will not let many of these guys die.

the sun is pouring on your expanses good morning on earth

russia, your name is whispered by the waves of russia eternal, smart charger bell, ringing with all my soul. love you. forgive me over you , let it always shine for you, i pray. forgive me, in my heart will recall. here are

my dear dad, mom and love and true friends and cherished dreams. about the main thing, without which i cannot be lived. and warmly, prayer will touch the heart. god keep

you holy russia in russia, our feeling is eternally smart, the bell chimes with all the soul. i love you, my let it shine, the sun always pray to russia, my heart will be called god of hra. hold up a holy hand god keeps a holy hand.

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when my soul will be torn by exertion, sharpened to the end by sharp corners. lord grant that i lay down my head for others, flying at full gallop into silence gray. glym. we were with one , we lived in unity and in life, as one stood on its own .

which we all stood on the edge without faith without guilt, without a tribe, without a freak, like wild grass , a file, the days grew into their own special breed, then pure, he is right, who is right, he is stronger in body. we have been one judge of pity in our lives. we will leave life, leaving someday then god's time will come and wise love will ascend

the royal throne no one will throw us like that stirrup foot to go not to battle, but to god on the side the whole world goes to war with us, he smells our blood, the worse for him is my soul, my pure, my friends are with me.

gentlemen, the officers , along the anchors of their chest, strained by the nerve

, from the blood of soldiers, i sing to the officer of the mothers, who regretted returning the sons of the officers back to them alive , the officers, your heart at gunpoint for russia and freedom to the end. officers, russians , let freedom, shine, makes hearts sound in unisan, lord officers. guys

and again you are leaving, maybe straight to heaven and from somewhere above. forgive us, so where does it go to

the end.

officers officers your heart from aiming for russia and freedom to the end sounding

i believe, sometimes i won’t stay, those who accepted the light battle became just earth a wonderful evening turned out. i want to invite the performer of the role of trofimova, who loves the people's artist of russia, to come here on stage. the hero of the tankers honored artist of russia i want to invite the second director to the knives of the picture of vladimir zlatoustovsky the voice that we

hear every time we watch a movie officers, he sang the heroes of black times.

look at my fighters the whole world, the battalion in the ranks will wash them in the face, become friends again, find out where i am 25.

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