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Understanding 9/11tv Pole chudes 1TV September 8, 2023 7:45pm-8:52pm MSK
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yakashenko call sign gesha maxim tazov call sign shmyga denis nedelka call sign malaya alexander shishenko call sign shisha konstantin ignatov call sign vityaz vyacheslav shendroka call sign horse evgeniy well, of course, the first question. and where biden is now at the forefront defending his homeland. eh, his name is hetman stanislav, he is the same as his comrade in arms, and ivan kuzmin is preparing to become an officer. alexander shishenko, this is the guy who told zelensky about this and we will pass it on to someone else. hello sash. we have already handed it over. let him wait for us to visit. i would like to hand over. hello to all our comrades in arms. i know alexander that some of you even have a white ticket, what motivated
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you when you decided to go to the volunteers yes. it's true, we have such people in our squad. eh, i was compared myself, but i couldn’t leave my comrades and returned to the front . look how much the twice holder of the order of courage is worth on this stage and this is clearly not the limit, when we were at war. and i, of course, thought about the pier and i, of course,
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thought about the could, when on the box of college, on you could blue it when you poured it on your head on a small container. but i'm not at home, help me. i'm not talking about something. well done hemorrhoids get tired, all the lights.
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our sadness and in order to stop our crow, when we give up, we will pray for the war towards the bullet. i'm on the table at my end to meet the fool, praying feeling on the table on my horse.
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the lord is driving and now hero of the soviet union valery burkov, he went through the afghan war, lost his legs
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. there his father, officer valery burkov, and now on the front line he proudly wears the golden star on his monastic cassock and supports the spirit of our military; he gave up the world 7 years ago; he is a former navigator and aircraft controller. now god's special forces and in cyprus he is fighting for the souls of people. we fought close to each other, they are now us before and when you share your personal experience with them, so that, well, posthumous life. i had a clinical death after the operation. you understand that even priests simply cannot lie. this is not just a fight for ukraine; people there have come to their senses and become
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different. and this is a war for the children of those who now live in ukraine. because they were brought up all this time in the hatred of their relatives. and where there is hatred, there is no love, which means there is no god, because god is love, therefore , this is god's help. she appears here often and clearly, and therefore here i find the truth, guys, and thank god and then the whole life changes. therefore, god is on our side , love remains in us, it is, and love is at least not to wish evil to the enemy. these are the guys who, for that today, are simply the words of the lord of the lost sheep. god forbid that after our victory they would realize german people too, then i realized. well, we will wait for victory and do everything for this victory in every place that we can. faith is important at the front, of course, the most important thing is men and how we
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fear the god of death. well, everything else is in our hands. talk to me grass. tell me where do the forces come from? i, too, was mowed down so much that my head flew off. tell girlfriend, how are you? what do the wind
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dream about? after all, they also set me on fire and i, like you , burned to the ground, podkudosila there. but we are from these mortal loophole tell me the words.
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talk to me grass, talk to me. talk to me. friend alexander karpenko on the grass and they mow it, and i was knocked down, i need it, which i was blown up on, what does this mean for a young guy of 27 years old ? a pilot, this means not to serve, to fly, no.
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what doesn't kill us makes us stronger. nothing else 13 years, served flew and jumped with a parachute. the main thing is to never give up, the strong in spirit win, and we will win, victory will be ours, because we are with god. thank you, very much. the writer and playwright came from chelyabinsk to donbass in 2014 and fought as part of the brigade, ghost under command of alexei mozgovoy and kept his poetic diary, and the miracles that people can do 9 years ago in september. i left donbass. i left home for the urals with a heavy heart, because i couldn’t answer the question for myself. i'll come, i'll come here again. will i return to this land? but miracles, as it turns out
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, do happen in our lives. and here i am standing on the holy, blood-stained sacred land of new russia. and the great russian artist dmitry dyuzhev is preparing to read my poem at a halt. the poem was born in in the fourteenth year and was born not from my head , not from fantasy, but from real life, when our cossack battalion was standing at school and i heard the sounds of music, opened the door of the gym and saw our piano. the machine gunner performs a waltz. he played, in my opinion, well and even this poem was not without inspiration. he was born there on the soil of donbass and i want
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to dedicate him to my comrades. which many of whom did not live. the original poem was called temka mozart and was named after its main character. why did dmitry and i choose what seemed like an ordinary soldier on such a holiday? well , probably because he is very similar to those heroes who are defending novorussia today. these are guys with tanned faces in armored armor, wearing a shabby helmet just like my tyomka. guys, i bow my head to you. i am grateful to you for your patience, for your courage, for your steadfastness and for your loyalty to the military comradeship. thank you grigory
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egorkin, they wonderfully thought that the window would roll and took how much. the platoon was entrenched in an old hut , a barn, a barn, and quietly on the roof or on the walls clay gate, goat, but my god in the corner by the bed there is a piano. from where how to whom what pritih tired military camp, when halt what yard?
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from the stove, a hoarse bass at the headquarters, put aside sleep, let's whatsapp, you can't evade if the elder is in the subject, if he knows, he sighed about your talent as a fighter with a worn helmet, artyom in that life is a musician, and in this life he is a sniper from god as they say, the highest grade. sat down theme keys touched another chord another chord wonderful rachmaninov barn buzzes at the headquarters with a red mustache. it's like he's doing a crazy thing with just seven notes,
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a? you can’t count the talents of an artist with such grace in his service. what does it matter, chardash sheet? what does a sentry's aerial shot hit the point, if without interference, be the target in the trench, be in the grass, where the butt is in the svdhi behind the fellings, what is there, 32? are you a musta? the noise in the lowland made a noise once, bringing in
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at least swim when there are mushrooms going somewhere very far away. i rained direct in a small garden ripened extra stooping down to the ground. somewhere far away in my memory now how in childhood. warmly, even though the memory is covered with such large snows, a thunderstorm on your death me. lord, like the last time i keep looking
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somewhere in the sky, as if there are still answers. i ask you to want to scare me. let my you leave me clouds of pre-trial detention center of milk. you flew from here to your native.
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i want to talk about two young women. these are sisters yulia and elena kartashova from the bryansk region. together they decided to become military doctors and now serve in the 370th separate medical battalion of the taman division , senior sergeant elena kartashova herself from the battlefield 12 fighters, and her own sister. julia, also a senior sergeant, spent hundreds of hours in the operating room as a surgical assistant. all of russia for us today is one big family since childhood with my sister, we dreamed of serving for the good of our motherland, we dreamed of being military and firefighters and doctors , our dream came true, we became
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military nurses of the medical battalion, when in february 2022 we announced a special military operation of other thoughts , except to go to the front line and save the lives of our hero fighters, did not even arise. we we want to say a big thank you to our guys who are defending our homeland right now. i sincerely wish you strength and courage, guys. take care of yourself and come back home soon. after all, each of you is waiting at home. rescuing a soldier is a daily selfless work that knows no breaks or weekends, but we are ready for this, like all doctors who provide assistance, both in
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their zone and beyond, and most importantly , a reward. for us, this is the smile of a soldier and simple words. thank you, this is exactly what makes you not give up and move on and lastly. i want to thank my sister. thank you for always being there and always supporting me. and i think that each of us now, regardless of blood or not, we are brothers and sisters to each other. after all, only together we are strong. thank you very much. know that the whole country is proud of you low bow for your service. thank you the dangers faced by military medics require no less courage and self-sacrifice. in the summer , the whole country learned about the unique operation
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that surgeons performed on the thirty-ninth separate medical team. airborne fighter, 31 brigade with the call sign ciba reached the doctors himself with 33 mm. a shell in the thigh, he turned out to be the unexploded commander of the medical detachment of the guards, lieutenant colonel yuri brovko, immediately brought out the women's colleagues in the operating room, only male surgeons were working under the supervision of sappers, the shell detonated after the operation the doctors flowed into fragments and yuri got the most edge. he was urgently delivered from lugansk to moscow, but the very next day. the commander returned to his recuperated at work. the most important thing in the work of a doctor is a person, lyuba, to approach the wounded
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man, to talk, to cheer up, to serve a glass of water , and it doesn’t matter. what kind of stars on your shoulders a real officer does not put pressure on his shoulder straps, they inspire him for good deeds, many of our colleagues are now on a combat post. and they are fighting an ongoing battle for the life and health of our children, and in this battle. we are winning. every day we improve the quality of medical care, and in order for our children to be protected by us in in case they need help. glory to the liberators of donbass in heaven, god and on earth, russia yuri brovka is a man of three
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friends, he has three orders of courage, he has been nominated for the highest state award , the title of hero of russia. well, come on, there’s nothing further here, lieutenant colonel. thank you for your service.
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thank you white triangle field mail is all that is left for me from the war years pencil handwriting two uneven lines missing, missing in 1941, after the train, my grandfather immediately stood under the bullets, he did not see his son. he did not know me in the field, nameless at the edge of july, he lies left. no awards, no injuries. how many of their kind are sleeping in the damp ground, i wish i could stay with my grandfather for a few moments, look for the warm and dear may carnations to snuggle with
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each year more strictly and i write a letter. me looking at the portrait, they say with a smile, we both look alike, only today i am 5 years older. front-line letters front-line letters life healthy kisses tomorrow morning in battle front-line letters are kept forever who left without death? who came the hero pours with a photograph, as in a distant house. they were waiting for him to return, as they decided to grandson in the honor of naming him, i would have whispered to him at once
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a sermon, that his envelope. i keep and write a letter. i am grandfather at forty-one, but i don’t know what to do with him. and i still preach to him right away that we keep his envelope in the family and write a letter. i ’m grandfather 41. but i don’t know what to do . france is strong. i’m healthy. i kiss you tomorrow morning in battle. the letters from the front are kept forever, who
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went immortal. who came the hero? all that remains for me are two uneven lines, missing in the forty-first grandfather of the sea about salty you, i guard the horse and between
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we say, if you take what you hope for, then in vain. at the stone lot post they finished up, we will return the goose shaking, the peas in the helmet on the grunt, the charging kit is powering up the burner and finish throwing you from the edge and speaking between us, if you found it, i’m here opposite all men are equal boys, forever, we ’ll pour some and small, glorified by the breakdown of the rain
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worried. and to tell the truth, it's so nice to call your defenders. if you want to know the road signs, they all lead here. so let the hero of the branches tremble now, the cancer of jesus is a new snag, which means everything will not be in vain. you will sleep peacefully worried about milk not filled to sign in it. the lord infantry at lesnaya only covers the dump truck.
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you and i are moving forward, where we are there forever, victory is waiting until the rain on earth calls me my friend.
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marines from the 155th brigade of the pacific fleet fought bravely on the approaches to the area. they liberated pavlovka, and the marines of the black sea fleet from the 810th brigade had already written their names in the history of the battle for mariupol; they came close to the very lair of the ukrainian nazis. azov steel the chronicle of the liberation of mariupol in 2022 was conducted by a war correspondent and musician. akim apachev. perhaps his most famous song sang the victory of a russian soldier over absolute evil, who had settled in the dungeons of azov steel. allah's
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mother god for ukraine, the doctor is cool, we caught you chervona kolina and again the herbs touch my soul mate. look, a seagull is cutting a sausage. tell me there i'll lie down about i sell my skin word to the crimeans, and i'm the land. i'm picking up a new one. and today, on the day of the 80th anniversary of the liberation of donbass from the nazis, akim apachev
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pays tribute to the heroes of that war. white people walk in line through the combs and green fields, always a few young arin came out
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through his wives and green fields, the earth was blazing porlyushka and your illuminated one begged with the girl you turn back beyond the kurgan, let's go. for the eyes of lovers, a young guy went to war behind the barrows. went to war in my young. without frying battles
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the guy is like the slaughter, he will become a warrior, a sharp turn for a glorious victory, for good deeds, there is always no young man. on the victory of a sweet start, the good came out of the degree understood.
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dark sun the enemy will be defeated victory will be ours everything will be as we love. the son or daughter of the regiment, an expression that became famous during the years of the great patriotic war in those days, was the name of the children who were taken into the care of the military unit by the daughter of the regiment, russian sappers called little eva from the liberated lugansk
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village of alder. they cleared mine, ran up to them and said that i have a variety of expensive, the only unforgettable things in the world that i have been waiting for them for a very long time and god, left for them, so that they come to us and be alive and well. she grew up without a father, but for more than a year they have been taking care of a whole detachment of russian soldiers, grandma, if they said that i was the daughter of an alcoholic, that not all of my dads are sappers of the international mine action center, in which specialists from different departments serve, they gathered the girl to school on their own presented in a backpack was not only everything necessary for study. well, the teddy bear, with which the daughter of the regiment does not part , lay this bear, the girls even bought tickets
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to the sea. and for her it was the first big trip. granny before the russians came soldier eva spent a week and a half in the basement, hiding from ukrainian militants. do you see this child? she tells all the passions that she endured. so i can’t imagine if i had such a childhood, so well, it’s not in vain that little eva is here in this hall today, girl come to me, my girl. let's turn to everyone so that everyone can see you. say hello to everyone, hello girl. please tell me who was sitting next to you throughout the concert. this is uncle misha, my godfather, dad. i love him so much. him the kindest eyes. i see that the kindest ones
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are the very best. i know that you wanted to read us a poem, read it. in 41 , the war began and they forgot to fight the same day at the front, leaving they said they would save their homeland. we must walk boldly, and not repeat to ourselves on the horns. this is our land . soldiers fought four springs and on may 9 they fought the land. thanks to the soldiers who fought in battle for our lives, and did not give up theirs. smart girl, let's call uncle bears for us. yes, hello. we heard eva talk about the first meeting. how do you remember her? tell me please. hello, do you remember how to say it works? we just arrived. we're working in the morning.
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they just turned around and cleared the bridge for construction, it turns out that the pages of luganskaya just got out of the cars, it turns out we are standing, getting ready for work, running up from behind. yes, even i didn’t understand once i hugged my legs. i didn’t even understand who it was that the minister ran up, lowered himself, i looked at the little arms from below, hugged me and i went down to her. i look at his eyes. her glass eyes are filled with tears. and she began to thank us for coming, we help them. and after work in the evening, when we were already sitting. uh, they started, i remembered something about her. and how to say, i talked to the commander and i say. let's find her, let's see, find out, because she went all the time. through our checkpoint where we worked. we thought with my grandmother, maybe there are parents, no parents, we didn’t know, and for a week and a half we went riding through unknown villages looking for her and
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thanks to the guys who were at the checkpoint, we left them a number and when they passed them, they wrote them down address and somewhere in about a week and a half. we came to visit them. since then, we have come to visit her about two or three times with gifts. and then i got seriously injured. she arrived in luhansk, and, well, small children are not allowed to go to the hospital in the hospital. she ran there and cooked. the pancake itself. i still remember lying, she fed me and did not want to, she forced me to feed. then, uh, when they were already transported to moscow, they arrived again when they went to the sea from the sea. they came to me in moscow, so in tadadayev she said about us bourges godfather, and it was impossible to refuse and so it became a godfather, after
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since then he has been coming to my parents. uh, this year i was that year, that is, i always, when there is an opportunity, i come to visit her , we still do not forget about things with gifts and it has already become like a native daughter. leo you know, i wanted to ask you permission to hug uncle misha and tell him that you are in good hands, but it turns out that he is in your good hands. you are so small, but such a brave and real woman. i saw how you are now refused to wear a jacket. so beautiful in a dress, smart girl. can i hug you? thank you very much. thank you, we dream
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of seeing your loved ones with you, in my dreams yesterday i was a civilian now private forgives war roulette. yesterday i was a civilian now a private is spinning a roulette war, there, somewhere far away behind a veil of snow , relatives miss us, see you in the fall or in the spring the war forgives the roulette, see you in the fall or the forest war forgives the roulette, but we will not retreat in ours, we will not give up and the sky will give us a sign what if we are together we will defeat everyone and the war will throw into the past, that if we together we will defeat everyone and
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the war will throw one more time into the past. it is not supposed to know who will go to the sky tomorrow, to whom the war will turn the roulette into battle tomorrow, to whom the war will forgive the roulette tomorrow to the battle? the russian donbass has made people from all over the country related. here the fates of the souls of russians of all nationalities intertwined right in the trenches under the coal about this and the song bars 23 was born
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i am proud that i am russian next to me brother tunguska with me, on the left is a tajik, on the right is a tatar, a gypsy the dagestanian of chechen bulgaria stood up for the truth, our squad will bury you european enemies, so that you would reluctantly realize that there is a grave for everyone in the russian land , the author of this song, kitty, such a call sign was chosen by sergei grokholsky with fear of the bars-23 detachment. union of volunteers simple hard workers. we volunteers did not forcefully push and did not ask , the heart ached for the idea of russia, who forgave the family. came out to meet fate, the great
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russian fascist army fell to the ground to level. we would have to plow the land and grow religion, but the mother called from the former boys. we are stalin's strong wall. thank you bro, you’re next to me vaz-23 proud that i’m russian next to me, brother with me tight, on the left head on the right, then the gypsies, the dagestanis, the members of bulgaria became for the truth, our team bury you european enemy, so that it would be disrespectful for you to piss everyone in the russian land has a grave. we should be ground and quieter, but the mother, according to
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the words of the former boys. we have become one solid wall. thank you bro, that you are near us to be on the ground, until the grower is running, but the mother called from the former boys. we have become go. thank you bro that you will pass the years building the sun and again at the generous table. let's say. a kind word for those boys who left without being shy in their last fight themselves, without regretting we will remember them standing, but it already happened. not all. we will return to the enemy running in the drawbar, we will remember the father of our great-grandfathers and again under them a glass for victory. yes, we plow the land and raise children,
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but the mother called from the former boys. we have become one sin and a wall. thank you bro, that you are next to us to be on the ground, until the peace of hello, but the mother called from the former boys to a strong family. thanks bro for being by my side. thank you, i wanted to say that as strange as it sounds. yes, i found a family here. my family
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has become even larger, i have found here, brothers serving our unit are brothers from kaliningrad , kamchatka, the caucasus, gypsies, bashkirs of all different nationalities. but if not us, then guys too. five years ago, the last day of summer in the center of donetsk, the head of the dpr, alexander zakharchenko, died, he was killed cowardly and cowardly, in many respects thanks to zakharchenko, the dpr was established as a republic and a call sign zakharchenko's father was prophetic. i was having lunch here at the time. i didn't even know he
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was coming here. and of course, i had no idea that all this happened. we will return our houses, our factories and mines, to the same things that were destroyed, but we will pass them on to our children. shoulders our ancestors to us and then we do not kill this country. and here it is. a new world history is being planted a new world an order is being organized in which we occupy the place that we previously claimed and which is worthy of employment. and i would like with my eyes, but if we will at least a grandson and water in the summer, i ’ll look there, i’ll say, well, thank god i saw how the planes were fed over it. i saw how helicopters flew over him, and he
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was worried about all the guys, if they barely burned them, and did everyone get out of the battle, he always went out last and that was the hardest. that is, everyone returned, and he always returned the very last. vladimirovna really did not want me to die, as i realized that you were no longer talking about me, well, now from these battles. i went there for him in order to be with him, and even in this situation it’s all the same with to be next to him for my first fight in my life, i was covered until this moment, when i see that we, together with russia, have the
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same knowledge. we have one and the same anthem, which in this life has done, probably, the most important thing, that for what i can see, and i will not be ashamed to return there, if therefore i did everything that i could. the fact that the donbass would be reunited with russia was obvious to alexander zakharchenko. he gave himself completely to the republic. this is how he was remembered by his relatives, the eldest son of alexander zakharchenko sergey witnessed a terrible terrorist attack on his father and now he continues his work. at the monument dedicated to the modern heroes of donbass, the eldest son alexander zakharchenko sergey success is calm there in warmth and lighter donetsk stars
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shine in me and spruce branches in a dark tunnel russian pines and spruces will wave to the person who has gone after, probably there is no justice here, but the wheat is ripening in the field and a bird flits by in the shadow and people sit at a laid table and a glass of vodka and a crust of salty black bread on it and eternity, like house and russia as a house and ours above the fallen sky. raise your hands to the heavens. filled with tears eyes, there behind the black clouds of the sun, everything remembers the memory burned on our hearts. he exhibited his native stalingrad, where the feat of our
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soldiers is lined up with a shot in the back, we cannot be broken with a country that suffers for the love of the mother of god, that has kept the history of war. raised grass for the country of everyone who remembers the war in the footsteps of our grandfathers
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, these guys bravely and faithfully go to their homeland to not let the enemy on the threshold. behind you we are russia and god is not submissive, proud. their will is firm yours will not be abandoned, only forward with the country that suffering. in the morning our russia is for us.
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the country that the suffering of the mother of god that kept the stories for the children? you're on me our russia for us. thank you
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. we pass on from generation to generation and will continue to do so, the memory of the feat in that war and, of course, great gratitude. from us, from the women, from the residents of our country, to those guys who are now fighting for justice, fighting so that our children who are growing up have a peaceful sky above their heads. thank you very much.
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everything went everywhere, visited among friends of enemies among the eternal roads, he remembered his native home. i gave a hundred roads of dust on my face, the road of my own singed with lead, to the years and i always said, when you leave, go away. we'll return
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home. the old man was embodied in extreme ruin. we'll return home. he left, but did not betray. he took his own but did not steal. i gave you all my victories and i always said. when leaving, leave the door without knocking, close it to heaven povaliy skoy nasavieny we will return home
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fellow countryman to bow we will return home. hallelujah and we will return home, when you leave , go away. close the door to heaven without knocking let's pray for the last one, we'll return home. you leave the door without knocking and blood.
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bow to the old man and let's return home. the lands we bow to are extremely warmed up, we will return home. let's return home. all the trenches are outlined, the boundaries are erased, bogomaz adjusts the stechkar
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, buttons up his tunic. it’s too late for him to be here and too late to show up in the rear, he erects silently, hefty fortifications, despite the dead friends of the burnt cars. front-line work pleases the godman, and he inhales the smell of the earth and sees no other way. he had nothing left but honor and a call sign. he doesn't believe in despondency. very rarely , he stashes and purrs about such people. they say fire and kuzmichi. there is no heroism in this. only one habit of testing for death, complete indifference. is it bad or good isn’t this, the whole point of the story, three children and a wife , waiting for the god, knit and their tears, despite our pain and troubles, the red canvas banner of the holy
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victory lead me along paths through the forests in the fields of the voice is impossible. i'm not
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afraid, my land of forgotten ancient songs, bitter bridges, however, there were our bright finger, sacred russia, neither for one nor the other with me escape, what is it? i'm ready to go. only god and the russian people
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, our country has never never never comparing russia not after nom fight with me in response, what pissed her off? only god and
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