i will not talk about what a cruel, what an inhuman insult this subject inflicted, i will not talk about the wicked lining of this disgrace, i am interested in only one thing now: who did it? i hope i will not

have to humiliate myself with such measures as... handwriting and so on, i will not have to, you are a chatterbox, me. come with me, with things, yes, yes, take everything, and you, natalya sergeyevna, how is it possible here, ilya semenovich gave me permission, oh well. i have read it,

sit down, what was i talking about? you said about fifteen lines, that it is not a little, yes, yes. he went to the director, yes, where else, the brastopalchik is finished, well, why did he zhigall , don't advise me, it's all for originality, the student did it, it's possible, and then.

i categorically disagree, we know very little about them and are not at all engaged in our direct business, what kind of education svetlana mikhailovna, i devoted my whole life to school and no one... sit down, and do you know what i heard, that our

director ilya semenovich carried the wounded out of the entourage, is it true? is it true? is it true that ilya semenovich is leaving us? how is he leaving? with what did you take it? everything will be fine, don't worry, excuse me, ilya semenovich, go to class, i

told you, well thank you, ilya semenovich, you lit the filter, a good present, it means that the teacher's authority is nothing anymore, it means that everything is allowed, svetlana mikhailovna, you need me to leave school, no, no, you say, you are a literature teacher, a student wrote poetry for you, it's good, not bad. it should be like this, i'm still in my right mind, you give them your all to the last drop, they, what do we have, what to give, that's the question, fools remained fools, he writes, who is this, in this case i'm afraid that it's you and me, if he's wrong, we still have time to prove that we're better than he thinks, who am i going to prove it to, them, every day, every lesson. and if we can't, then let's

do another craft, where marriage is cheaper, you're rehearsing a speech at the petsovet, excuse me, svetlana mikhailovna, they're waiting for me, why do you hate me so much, and not you, how can i explain it so that you understand, you need to have a heart for this. natalya sergent. i'll run off to reconnoiter, okay, sit down, sit down, go, thank you, natalya sergeyevna, thank you, on monday, the petsovet,

they didn't kick me out, he, yeah. the lesson was surprisingly productive, and now we have to say goodbye. next time we'll talk about the december armed uprising, i hope that

you won't put me in school before that. natasha, i beat you off, if you want to listen, i want to, sit down. this wasn't in the early days, it wasn't a fairy tale, others saw it, i saw how they tried to manually turn a stupid tit into a crane, so that it wouldn't see the blue distance and wouldn't get off the ground, they roughly ringed the crane,

put a mark in the journal, hid it in the closet, tied its wings white bird of my happiness. so that it breathes warm dust and does not plot anything, but it is not for nothing that the bird in the sky grew stronger, fools remained fools, a broken cage, a pile of ashes, and the crane is back in the clouds, and do you know what he wrote in the essay, well now no one will know, but i know, by chance, he wrote happiness, this is when you ... that's it, that's it,

we'll see.

good evening, dear friends, on the air of the first channel there is a big festive concert for the day. teachers. hello, dear teachers. today all evening we will congratulate you. our kindest, most sensitive, understanding, wise mentors. attention to the screen: president of the russian federation vladimir vladimirovich putin. dear friends, i am glad to congratulate you all on teacher's day. this holiday is considered to be their own not only by school teachers, but also by university teachers, college and technical school mentors, all those who have linked their lives with education, upbringing, and the development of youth. the future of our country, our people, and of course, i want to join the words of sincere gratitude that are heard everywhere today, from parents,

grandparents, from your students graduates. you have chosen a difficult, very responsible and noble mission for yourself, devote yourself entirely to your students, strive to do everything so that they grow up to be worthy people. acquire knowledge, values, principles that will become a reliable support for them in adulthood. the work of a teacher evokes special respect, it contains the deepest creative meaning, to help everyone find their own path, their calling, achieve personal success and benefit people, their native country. russia has always been famous for its strong pedagogical. schools, people of all ages and professions remember their teachers, mentors, their

sincere participation in our destiny with warmth and gratitude, your example, i am sure, inspires many young people, teenagers to choose a pedagogical specialty for themselves, it is precisely this continuity of generations, savings, multiplication of traditions, which we... are rightfully proud of, allow us to confidently move forward, to win back our education system on a sovereign basis, combining the best experience pre-revolutionary, soviet school modern approaches. we systematically update educational programs so that children receive knowledge that is in demand in today's dynamic, high-tech world. we are developing the educational infrastructure, and of course, it is very important to create conditions for the professional growth of teachers, for the widest possible application of advanced practices and methods. here,

competitions of teaching excellence are playing an increasingly important role, which in our country also have a good long-standing tradition, a significant platform for exchange of experience in order to recognize the merits of mentors has become the all-russian forum of class teachers, who in these... such competitions, projects, we are again held in moscow, including thanks to which we are convinced how many bright, talented, passionate about their work teachers there are in our country, i want to congratulate you once again on the holiday, wish you success, health, happiness to you, your students, their achievement of victory is the best confirmation: the importance of your work, your professional dedication and spiritual generosity, happy holiday, happy teacher's day.

and we knew about the heroes of iznik, cinema, it seemed to us that it was a long time ago, but time does not wait long, again calls heroes, challenges as in all centuries, all the same honor, law, the same canon of faith, above us here are the same clouds. we are building a better world, children of our land, we were able to choose our path, we are building a better world,

we, where everyone gives birth in love, friendship is our chamber house, we are building a better world, we will return meanings to words, throw off unnecessary to you, we are building a better world, we are crying in a quirk, together we will win, always together, we always yes, we are all together, we are all together, together, we are always, we are all together, we are all together, time will pass, new days, we will fly away through life, a bell, remember me, we made an oath and chose a term, a native voice, we fly again, again an embrace, friendship is strong. for one

we test spring fate rushes time forward, again calls heroes, you howl as in all centuries, everything is the same honor law, the same merkan, above us the same clouds, we are building a better world, children of our land, we were able to choose our path, we are building a better world. we are a world where everyone gives birth in love, our friendship is a stone house, we are building the best world, we, we will return the meanings of words, we will throw unnecessary ones to you, we are building a better world, we, we stand in the chant, together we will win, always, we always, yes, we are all together, we are all together.

education we are all together, together, we always, yes, the minister together, together, we always, yes, we are all together, the russian federation, sergey sergeevich kravtsov, dear teachers, dear educators, i congratulate you on the holiday, on teacher's day. almost every day you perform, maybe not always, an invisible, but a feat. you are real heroes, the future depends on you russia, the future of our children. as robert rozhdestvensky said, the profession of a teacher, a long-range profession, the most important thing on earth. health, happiness. family

well-being, happy holiday, happy teacher's day, when suddenly arises, still unclear voice corpse, words like me... night hawks break from hot lips, melody like random rain, grims are born between people, hopes small orchestras, under the control of love, hopes small orchestras, under the control of

love. in the years of separations in the years of battles, when leaden rains, pounded so on our backs, that there is no leniency to be expected, and the commanders all became hoarse, then he commanded the people, hopes, a small orchestra, under the direction of love, hopes, a small orchestra, under the direction of love, the clarinet is broken, the trumpet is dented, the bassoon, like an old staff, is worn out, the seams on the drum have come apart, but the clorinet player, handsome as the devil, the flite player, graceful as a young prince. in eternally in

collusion with the people, hopes, a small orchestra, under the direction of love, hopes, a small orchestra, under the direction of love, hopes, a small orchestra, under the direction of love, hopes ma. this song was written by bulat shalcha kudzhava, he , like you, was a teacher, a teacher of russian language and literature, and you are teachers, nadezhda's little orchestra, led by love for your students, happy teacher's day, dear, our

beloved, heroes, teachers. the thirty- fifth all-russian competition teacher of the year of russia has ended. it's time to find out who became the absolute winner. to announce the decision of the big our... jury, the stage is invited to the deputy chairman of the government of the russian federation dmitry nikolaevich chernyshenko and chairman of the grand jury of the all-russian competition teacher of the year of russia, rector of moscow state university, member of the presidium of the russian academy of sciences, professor viktor antonovich sadovnichyk dear respected teachers, on behalf of the government of the russian federation, we congratulate you on your professional holiday. you are engaged in a noble, responsible, very difficult task, we know that the profession,

teacher, teacher, who choose at the call of the heart. we infinitely appreciate and respect your successes, achievements. i want to wish you health, success, professional excellence and good, kind, responsive students, happy holiday, dear colleagues, dear teachers, nikolai ivanovich pirogov, an outstanding surgeon, doctor and teacher, said that the basis of the principle of education should be education, thank you. for raising such wonderful children who come to us, to the university, and we continue your work, we are also teachers, happy holiday, dear colleagues,

announcement of the winner of the all-russian competition teacher of the year of russia, twenty-fourth years, becomes a physics teacher, academic gymnasium number 56 named after maya borisovna pildis of the city of st. petersburg grandfather leonid anatolyevich. dear colleagues.

i hear a voice from the beautiful distance, the

morning voice in the silver dew, i hear a voice and a dazzling road, makes my head spin like in childhood. carousel, beautiful far away, don't be cruel to me, don't be cruel to me, don't be cruel, fatherland, beautiful, far away, beautiful, far away, i begin my journey, i hear. a voice from the beautiful far away, it calls me to wonderful lands, i hear a voice, a voice asks strictly, and today, what have i done for tomorrow,

beautiful far away, don't be cruel to me, don't be cruel to me. cruel and like this pure restoka in the beautiful far away, beautiful far away, i'm starting. i swear that i will become purer and kinder, in beta i will never abandon a friend, i hear a voice and i hurry to the call faster, along the road on which there is no trace, beautiful far away. cruel, don't be cruel to me, don't

be cruel to me, cruel, don't be, from a pure source, in the beautiful far away, beautiful on the fly, i begin the path, to play not far away, don't be cruel there, and be to i am cruel cruel. into the wonderful far away, i begin to side!

i'm coming-coming, oops, hello, guys, hello, and boris is home, boris, the hook lives above. something slapped early, very, what, where, when, autumn series of games, watch after the program time. school years are the time when we are looking for answers to a variety of questions. teachers also have questions. and to answer them, you need to listen carefully in class and do your homework. well done miron, if only everyone reasoned like you, well, on this

stage is the people's artist of russia, igor nikolaev and alla's ballet "today". 17 years old, when there is an answer to all questions, when everything is ahead, when the whole world is open, and you are ready to let it in, i have nothing to hide from myself, i want to tell myself, hey, boy, you are 18, everything is not as simple as it may seem, everything will be mistakes, changes, but

changes are waiting for you ahead, happiness will be with you, and there will be no greater reward for you, everything is simple, everything is very complicated, it is impossible to live in the world without love. i am 18 years old, my father is still alive, he loves me and is proud of me, he believes, music should me save, and will show me the right paths, i have nothing to hide from myself. i want to tell myself, hey, guy, you're 18, everything is not as

simple as it may seem, there will be mistakes , changes, but ahead of you are waiting for changes, happiness will be with you, and for you there will be no greater reward, everything is simple and... everything is very complicated, it is impossible to live in the world without love. hey, guy, you're 18, everything is not as simple as it may seem, there will be mistakes, changes, but

ahead of you are waiting for changes, happiness will be with you and... for you there will be no greater awards, everything is simple, everything is very complicated, it is impossible to live in the world without love, yana, and can i congratulate my first teacher from the stage, burn, dear svetlana georgievna, forgive me if i sometimes upset you, thank you for everything, teach with him. honored artist of russia, olga kormukhina congratulates you.

everything that we are, no one will get, what happened to us and what will happen to us, our haven, song and dance, do not trust anyone, do not trust anyone, i said to myself, sending words like prayers into the silence, if i emerge, then i'll breathe in. i won't breathe out, then it's going to one, to fly into outer space, with loose hair, but is it possible into outer space, with hoarse voices, they shout , let's get into this starry sky, the sky, and

a spectacle of bread at our feet, to us in open. space, where there are no given options and no, quest, covered space, where two minutes to the sun and three yes summer in this starry sky, who we are, this is all that we think, what we think, someone came up with, our haven song and dance, do not trust anyone, i trust you, this post is about love, how great, how all the other posts, all the roads, houses and

bridges, everything is forever about love, and you say... to fly into outer space with loose hair, is it possible covered with space, hoarse voices shout zamozhni, into this starry sky, sky, and you are a spectacle of bread at our feet, into outer space, where there are no given holtsy and no door. once into outer space, where two minutes to the sun three to summer into this starry sky, sky, sky , sky, everything that

we are forever about love, everything that we... and is forever about love, everything that we are, about love, to fly into outer space, with disheveled hair, is it really possible to go into outer space, and customs officers shout with hoarse voices, into this starry sky, sky, if only a spectacle of bread would be at our feet, to us in... and yes, to fly into outer space with disheveled hair into outer space, into outer

space, into this starry sky, happy holiday, dear teachers, thank you, miron, have you ever thought about becoming a teacher? well, you see, jaana, when i'm alone on stage, i'm responsible only for myself, but a teacher is responsible for all his students, true, right? we absolutely subscribe to every word, right now on this stage, yesterday's schoolchildren, vera aldonina, daniil snopov, and the children's musical theater damisulka!

summer gives us a gift, many days and nights, guitars sigh tenderly, again couples in love walk along the street of my youth. school time, and in any weather we disappeared in the courtyards, after years i hear a little voice, it means it's time for me to go home, after years i hear a little voice, it means it's time for me to go home.

books are thrown into a box, i have no time for them again a boy is waiting at the entrance, maybe i'm too brave to let him kiss me, school... yes, i hear my mother's voice, it means i have to go home, it's time to go back,

even if everything could have been on... it happened so hastily, my first beloved boy, memory hides all unnecessary things, but i remember our meeting as if it were yesterday, school time, and in any weather we disappeared, we were in the courtyards, after years i hear my mother's voice, it means i. the sea it's time to go back, after years i hear my mother's voice, it means i have no time for

the sea, it's time to go back. every teacher could write a huge book about yourself about your students, students can also write about their teachers, definitely, but let's start small, with small forms, with postcards, khabib congratulates you, drags, drags, the boy a postcard, cries, cries. girl quietly, that means, that means, he was a mistake, your mistake, give me a try, drags, drags,

the boy a postcard, cries, cries. go back to me, come on, come on, drag, drag, the boy a postcard, cries, cries, girl quietly, that means, that means, he was a mistake, your mistake, give me a try, drags, drags, the boy a postcard, cries, cries, girl quiet, that means, that means he was a mistake, your

mistake, for me... vachit, the girl is quiet, that means, that means he was a mistake, your mistake, here are her hands, dragging, dragging, boy a postcard, crying, crying, girl quiet, that means, that means he was a mistake, your mistake, give me a try, drag, drag, boy a postcard, crying, crying,

girl quiet, that means, that means he was. a mistake, your mistake, give me a try, on air on channel one, a big festive concert in honor of russian teachers' day, we meet the vocal ensemble of music teachers the city of yekaterinburg, which is called attraction honored artist of russia, denis maidanov. you see the horses of burning stars, know this i made 100 wishes we build from the past to the new a bridge of kisses hopes promises i

head of your sweet legs. my lips you will touch gently with your hands, let the shining god smile, flying over us, flying over us, i want it so that it will always be like this, someone does not believe, but it is possible, happiness of the minute we give birth. yes, notes of doubts, separations, off-road time of losses, partings of the highways, where it will meet, we ourselves do not know, let this time forget about us, flying above us, we lie and above us an hour, years, we fly and cities under us,

we are silent, but this is all love, and it is of no use. years, we fly and cities under us, we are silent, we humble with words, we lie and above us rush but this is all love that fell into our blood, flying above us, flying above us, someone lives, someone watches a movie, time. kilometers of fate hide, no matter what happens, i believe in one thing, that there are good winds above us, the wind of freedom, intoxicating and alive, the wind of dreams fanning the flame, wind of luck, take us with you, flying above us, we lie and above us

rush-gada, we fly and below us the city, we... are silent, but this is all love, and there is no need to measure it in words, we lie and above us rush the years, we fly and below us the cities, we... chimno and this is all love that fell into our blood, flying above us, you know, then in thousands of years, among the worlds of beautiful planets, we will become stars in the sky, and we will break into soaring into the suns, the stars must fulfill all the dreams that fly above us. we lie and above us rush years, we fly and there are cities beneath us, we are silent, but this is all love, and there is no need to measure it, guys, we lie and above us, an hour of the year, we

fly, and there are cities beneath us, we are silent, but this is all love that fell into our blood, pierced above us, among the main heroes of the holiday here in the kremlin palace today are teachers from schools in the kursk and belgorod regions. who, in these incredible inhuman conditions, continue to do everything to go through

not just the school curriculum with their children, but also make sure that our children have there was childhood. thank you, thank you, you are real heroes and... i want to wish you health and a speedy return to peaceful life. here the scent of wild flowers, bronze fires and sea winds hovers, from east to west, north. i understand, i look at you, and i breathe you, i am not afraid with you, i do not beat the rain, i sleep peacefully under your

protection, when your strength, heroic, only your soul, like a pure snow, but with you the sun will rise. pure, i love you, my russia, when your strength, gracious, only your soul, like a pure snow, over with you the sun will rise, golden one, i love you, my plant, i will get up at dawn, well into the horizon, oh yes beauty, this is all my home, the wind has got going, the soul is a nightingale,

mother earth, sings from you, i am not afraid with you, neither rain nor snow, i sleep peacefully under your protection, when your strength... bagaterskaya, only your soul, so fresh zachirska, with you the sun will rise, golden one, i love you, my russia, then your strength, banatyrskaya, only your soul, like pure sveza, the sun will rise over you. oh, golden one, i love you, my russia,

then your strength. i am a hero, only your soul, a pure bone, the sun will rise above you, golden. i, oh, love you, my russia, oh yes, your strength, grace, only your soul, like a pure tear, the sun will rise beneath you, golden, i love you, my russia! now

heroes will come out on this stage who know what a real fight is, the infantrymen who liberated mariupol, and what is important, among them are your colleagues, people with pedagogical education. group 123 regiment. our flag flies proudly, above the most beloved country, we fight with enemies firmly, for the motherland we will stand as a wall in the roar of rocket.

engines in the hum of factories of the country in the shouts of hurray stadiums beloved there is no side there is no more beautiful on the planet than our beloved country. we are your children, russia, sons of the great fatherland, adversity will pass by, everything will be held together by great russia, by the mighty will of the people, and i am with it. do not

give up, no, on the planet of crossia, our beloved country, we are your children, russia, great, businessmen, our flag flies proudly, we stand our ground and fight firmly, here now the people are behind us, stadium noise only forward, this is russia, it is strong, it knows this power, our country, for you.

let's stand up russia with you, no, on the planet more beautiful, our beloved country, we are your children, russia! great sons of the fatherland, we are your children, russia, great, sons of the fatherland, vikay, achysny sons. happy holiday, our dear

teachers, a low bow to the ground for your work, thank you! today in this hall are your colleagues who have returned from a special military operation. we thank you. for loyalty to duty and homeland. for you sings honored artist of russia, igor sarukhanov. good evening! give me your hand, in the middle of the road, give me your hand,

we still have a long way to go, let it be on the road. sometimes we get tired, but we still have to go, it will be easier for us together, behind a sharp turn, behind deceptive ice, behind, cold in the chest, behind, behind, sharp turn, behind. deceptive ice, behind, cold in the chest, behind,

the world is so big and never ends. only for a moment can we close our eyelashes for a moment and we can't pass by or turn away only sometimes can we sigh wearily behind a sharp turn behind deceptive flight behind... behind cold gruti behind behind behind harsh turn behind deceptive ice behind cold in the chest behind.

we are not here, well look, look, this is our path, it is called life, it is called life and don't be sad, i beg you, don't be sad, how much of everything we already have. behind, behind, sharp turn , behind, deceptive ice, behind, cold in the chest, behind, behind, behind, sharp

turn, behind, deceptive ice, behind, cold in the chest, behind. behind, sharp turn, behind, deceptive flight, behind, cold gruti, behind, behind, behind, behind, heavy turn, behind, deceptive ice, behind, cold in the chest, behind, all behind.

dear teachers, bow, the next number, my wonderful partner will be dedicated to the centenary of artek, which our country will celebrate next year, we greet with applause, graduates of the voice children project, miron provorov and adel starostina, if you set out on a journey with a friend, if you set out on a journey with a friend, the road is more fun, without friends i am a little, without friends i am a little. with friends a lot, what is snow to me, what is heat to me,

what is pouring rain to me, when my friends are behind me, that i have light, that i look, that i know, when my friends, where it is difficult alone, where it is difficult alone, i will cope completely. here with you, where i do not understand something, where i do not understand something, we will figure it out with friends, that i am snow, that i am heat, that i am pouring rain, when my friends are with me, that i am light, that i look, that i am raining rain, when my friends, with me, la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, la-la-la-la-la, i am friends with a bear, i am friends with a bear, i will go out without

fear, if i am with a friend, if with a friend i will be, and the bear without a friend, what do i care about snow, what do i care about heat, what do i care about pouring rain, when my friends are with me, what do i care about heat, what do i care about heat, what do i care about it, friends, without friends i am a little bit without friends i am a little bit with friends a little what do i care about snow, what do i care about heat, what do i care about pouring rain, when my friends are with me, what do i care about here, what do i care about heat, what do i care about.

what do i care about snow, what do i care about heat, what do i care about pouring rain, when my friends are with me, what do i care about laughing, what do i care about heat, what do i care about pouring rain. now we will applaud the vocal again and the musical talent of our teachers. on stage olga grebenkina, alena smirnova and lada

dance. there were days and i loved madly, the sun smiled at me then, with a white apple breathing on my lips, but i didn't leaf through the clouds for long, all year round it's sunny. gardens bloom, the aroma of love doesn't accept us for a long time, the aroma of love,

with a crunchy apple, love doesn't promise, the apple tree shines on the earth for eternal holidays and says goodbye, the aroma of love the stars are pouring down, caught in a braid, white eyebrows begin to frown. day and some nearby evening will fly around flowers with a light breeze all year round smiles do not bloom sans do not flinite us long aroma to love aroma they are loved by a sinful apple i pray god does not promise there sinful holidays shine apple tree with him and the aroma says goodbye.

true, on our side all the intended goals will be achieved, happy holiday, dear friends, happy day. reunification motherland massa, the hour of courage has struck on our clock, and courage will not leave us, where does

the motherland begin, when is your strength, bogatyskaya? in the direction of the battles have been going on for 4 days already, and what can you do, here are yours, and what can you do, here relatives? this commander, this officer will go down in the history of our great country as a hero. next to us is dava kambata, yes, this is his wife, olga. a rally, a concert, russia-donbass, novorossiya, together, forever, today on the first. shifor, new series, i want to remind you that we must now behave accordingly. we are now under close attention. tomorrow, after the program

time. i think that you have already managed to understand that the talent of one, you will not go far on it, of course, you need to work hard, my teachers tell me so all the time, a stage artist, who works very, very hard, and most importantly does not stop doing it, meet alexander ponojotov! tender as the night, as the wind, free, my love leaves today, with someone better than me, with someone better than me, i look into the eyes, but i do not know them, i search for words,

but do not hit, once ... they are laying down in this city now us, millions of people, and i am not able not to think about her, millions of me shoot at the target at night, but the heart does not rise, what a pity, millions of people, and i ... am able not to think about her, the measures from her, shoot right at the target, but don't put your heart, it's a pity.

i walk alone along our routes, our first day with me by the minute. no, more beautiful than you, no, happier than me, and you are a fire, you burned my soul, how could you destroy all this, loving endlessly, i let you go, millions of people. and i can't help but think about her, millions about her, shoot right at the target, but

the heart can't stand, it's a pity, millions of people, and i can't help but think about her, millions shoot at her right at the target, the whole heart.

happy holiday, dear teachers, alexandra vorobyova and alla's ballet congratulate you brass. morning of missed calls, listening, a flock of pain inside does not let go, but this time i will finish writing the ending, so as not to melt in deception, quietly, and i scream, i am not ... then does not hear the palms of the sky i will ask the almighty, i choose instead of myself, and it will become easier for me, i know,

everything will still be better than now, you know, without you, i am alive as i can, let your itch go in direct parallel, i will not return anymore. nut, i will not return anymore, i say to myself, forget, you know, without you, everything seemed unimportant, your ship to the moon seemed paper, no longer return, no more return, and i say to myself, to myself.

it's evening, wine in the glass, stronger in the soul, your words are empty, they don't make it any easier, i'm left alone with myself, all hopes are broken, we... dreamed of summer together, but winter has come again, all my songs have already been sung to you, i decided so myself, i know, everything will still be better than now, you know, without myself, i live as i can, let your fate go with... my parallel, no more return, no more return, and i say to myself, forget, you know, without you, everything

seemed unimportant, your ship is full turned out to be paper, no return, no return, and i tell myself. you know, idleness, i live as best i can, let your fate go in direct parallel, no return, no return, and i tell myself forget, you know, without you, everything seemed unimportant, your ship seemed completely paper, i will not return, i will not

return and... happy holiday, dear ones, a deep bow for your hard work, in a festive concert on the first channel , social studies teacher, nikita shamis, people's artist of russia, alexander buinov. someone will say, all roads are traveled. someone

will say, all the songs are sung, and i go with careless steps, i go to the crossroads of my fate, someone is hiding behind a stone wall, someone... something is tired and i'm in the bottom, and i scream, everything is burning with a blue flame i'm hammering only one thing, let sadness come to me again, let sorrow knock in my heart, i

will smile with all the misfortunes at... i'll write again on someone will say that we are all different people and it's unlikely that we will find happiness together? but i know that this has not been proven, and maybe our destinies are on the same path, someone will say that life is spinning in a circle, and our future is predetermined, i

i'm sure... everything will work out for us i sing only one thing, let sadness come to me again, let sorrow beat in my heart, i will smile at all the adversity i will write again on nara-na-na-na-na-na-na

. i want to be like a good teacher, you know who said this, my good friend, really, he knows children very well, honored artist of russia, alexander. olezhka! good evening, happy holiday. imagine this whole world, huge, all

of it, as it really is, with fields, birds, flowers and people, but without love. imagine, sometimes without love, there are oceans, clouds and cities, only no one has ever heard of love, but this is not about you, because you know what it is, just like the stars circling in the sky on a blue night, just like the sun shining from above in the morning , we, only for... who is he and who needs him, a world in which people don't need each other, just like the summer fades, and the cold comes, and the earth under the snow awaits a new spring, only i don't need it,

do you hear, i don't need a world at all, where you and i don't need each other, imagine this whole huge world, the way it is there is. and that there is love in it, when it is filled with the breath of spring, he dreams colorful dreams for a while, and if something goes wrong in fate, that world where there is no love, again, imagine, the same way on a blue night the stars circle in the sky, the same way in the morning the sun shines from above, who... only what is it for, who needs it, a world in which people do not need each other, also snow summer, and the cold comes, and the earth under the new snow awaits spring, only i

don’t need it, do you hear, i don’t need the world at all, and you and i don’t need each other. the same way on a blue night the stars circle in the sky, so in the morning the sun shines from above, but what is it for and who needs it, a world in which people do not need each other, also summer fades and the cold comes and... and the earth under the snow is waiting for a new spring, only i do not need, do you hear, i do not need a world at all, where you and i do not need each other, thank you for your work, for

your daily service, for the light and joy, for your knowledge, holidays, to conquer... the stages of the world, to manage nuclear icebreakers, to heal people, to teach at school or to save this world, all this in the future lies ahead of us, yours students, and may your students be worthy of their mentors, elena vaenga congratulates you on the holiday, the sun is shining brightly , children are laughing, hand in hand, we are walking side by side and there is no need to talk, everything is clear anyway, and it is pleasant for me to tell you all, i wish that you are all healthy and

that the sun shines brighter than in madagascar, that you live, that you do not know grief, and that your children make you happy, i wish you peace, i wish you well, i wish everyone health with all my heart, and i need a little, i want you to be close, my beloved and all my family, i wish that you all were healthy and that the sun would shine upon you brighter than in madagascar, that you would live, that you would not know grief, and that your children would make you happy. the sun is shining brightly

, the children are laughing, and we are hand in hand, walking with you side by side and there is no need to talk, everything is clear anyway, and it is pleasant for me to tell you all, i wish that you all were healthy. and that the sun would shine upon you brighter than in madagascar, that you would live, that you would not know grief, and that your children would make you happy, that you would live, so that they do not know grief, and so that your children make you happy.

as long as i live, i will be grateful in my life, so much so that i thank you very much for your patience, may god give you health and grateful and even if not born, but grateful students. the grandmother-artist, who will now go on stage, was a teacher and even bore the title of honored teacher, meet sosa pavliashvili, to each for life. his appointed term to each his own weeks from under his feet, to each

his own dreams and addresses, to each is given according to his strength by heaven, to each his own lucky star, star, star, star. to each his own joy and sorrow, no matter how our world rushes into non-existence, god bless us, to each his own, to each his own, i drink to the strong health of my children, i drink to mom, to dad, to all

my friends, to the fact that we have built bridges from heart to heart, drank palms full of rainwater, to each his own growth of potassium. to each his own limits and edges, to each his own sunrises and colors, to each his own familiar bustle, to each his own medicine for colds, to each his own. . . and judgment, no matter how our

world flies, it will not be, god bless us, to each mine, to each his own, i drink for good health, for my children, i drink for mom, for dad, for... all my friends, for the fact that we have built bridges from heart to heart, i will drink full lotions of rainwater, let there be children's laughter in every house, prayers of the elderly, love and inspiration, happy holiday to you, my dears. may god protect you, may god protect you, may

god protect you, i drink for the cell. what health my children have, i drink for mom, for dad, for all my friends, for the fact that we have built bridges from heart to heart, i will drink full lotions of rainwater . people are so different their paths are different, but you

did not come into this world alone. people cannot know what awaits them ahead, but you did not come into this world alone, when we are looking for answers, we look up to the sky, we hear their voices, this is for people on the sly. love is looking for on earth, there are millions of us, i am here, anyone,

you will not give up, i will get off the path, you came into this... not alone, not alone, when we are looking for answers, i look up to the sky, we hear voices, this is for people on the sly, love is looking for on earth, there are millions of us, almi. and when we are looking for answers, we look up to the sky, heavens, we hear their voices, will cover

the earth. i want to congratulate our dear

teachers with all my heart on the holiday, thank you for your work, thank you for your care. i don’t want to say pompous words, so i’ll just say: once having defeated fascism, our great-grandfathers built a new world, and today it is you, teachers, who continue to build it, this is of course a huge responsibility, this is hard work, but great happiness, thank you, happy holiday, happy holiday to you congratulated by the people’s artist of russia,

perform his song to the verses of leonid derveneva, my native land. land, beloved, land, my cherished land, the land that i call my native land, returning only to your expanses. i know that i have returned home, here again, as in childhood i look at your

huge dawn, my sorrows go away, again i say, with excitement, i say with love, native. my native, native land, hills and plains, forests and fields, and good fate has given happiness, you are the only one in the world and in the heart alone, native, native, native land, hills and plains, forests and fields, and good fate... given for happiness, you are the only one in the world and in the heart alone, how i love

land, your meadows, in a free row steep banks, in a snowy winter in a snowy summer. you are dear to my heart, my land, you are dear to my heart, my dear, dear, dear land, kolma and ravines, forests and fields, and happiness was given by a kind fate, you are the only one in the world and in the heart, dear. my dear, dear land, kolny and ravines, forests and fields, and happiness was given by a kind fate,

however in the world and in the heart there is only one. thank you very much, dear teachers, you do the most important thing, you teach us to love life, so my next song, i want to sing with you, i love you, life, i i love you life, which in itself is not new. "i love you, life, i love you again again, here the window has closed, i walk

tiredly from work, i love you life, and i want you to become better, i have been given a lot, whether and the sea plain, long unknown, selfless male friendship, sleepyheads of every day, how happy i am that i have no peace, i have love, life, you know what it is. i have love, life, you know

what it is, how i sing, salogi, half-cancer, a kiss at dawn and things on love, this is a great miracle. children, we will pass with them again, childhood, youth, the station and the docks, there will be grandchildren, everything will repeat itself from the beginning, oh how the years fly, we are sad in gray hair, noticing, if you remember the soldier, who died defending himself, having gorged himself, in the difficult sounds

of the spring pogina. i love life in you, i love, i hope that it is mutual. hello, on the first channel evening news, with you andrey ukharev. iskander on a ship with western weapons in the odessa port, a massive strike on the kursk border, ukrainian terrorists are fighting with civilians. there are a few left.