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eyes. what does he write for poetry? taras, you raise kinonaras, it was such a joke telling me a poem that they composed by the employees of our creative association for television film, which had just been created since 1963 . he was a poet, writer, publicist a deep witty man, by the way,

veterans of the war valentin tarasov he very often looked into our rooms of our creative association television film on communist and kiselyov when we were, interestingly, e he anonymously anonymously added some texts to documentaries that were made by our creative association. well, as they say, i pulled it out, pulled it out with some author's words. hmm, with my own inserts. well , it was all done anonymously without captions. ha , very often he came to us and told he told some very interesting funny stories, for example, he told

how in 1956. immediately after the 20th congress of the cpsu, in the editorial office of the newspaper zvezda, where he then worked in a narrow corridor, two employees could not pass each other, one who carried out the obligatory large portrait. it was stalin who had just been debunked, and a portrait of the new general secretary was being brought in. nikita sergeevich khrushchev is also a large portrait. and so they could not turn around in this passage. and valentine said that it was very funny about us in the era of every dance. corresponding to the corresponding name of stalin - this is a cult, personally all khrushchevs are valens, first of all it is then to be driven. well, and so on and so forth. uh, at that time

on kalinovsky street a in an ordinary panel house, so - remote from the roadway , there were some squares there, and i visited several times, he had some questions about the scenario that i had to, how the director was somehow traveling on the bus together, and with regina bakunovich , his wife, she was a very beautiful woman, oh, who also worked for us on television. here, how would i communicate like this, i and valentine and just my wife. when his biography began to open slightly, it turned out that i was in the post-war chest to see his valentine in an episode of a dramatic performance. the kremlin chimes in the drama theater in grodno, i must say that i attended all the premieres in this

theater, because, well, i was already ripe for a life in art. and here is the container, at that time he was in grodno there and played an episode. so i hypothetically could see him there. how is the personality? i still perceived valentine like that guy from the famous photograph, where he is in a german cap with a german jacket from the partisan medal, but in 1963 he was no longer like that in a cafe. spring in the late fifties. we were throat-splitting in furious debate. i don’t think that everything will go away in words, but they thought that we would change the world’s eyes and open it with a blind screw. since then, the

head has been praying with a hangover. that's how ironically he already perceived in his poems that's khrushchev's game of democracy. well, i must say that the father of their elder and mikhailovich was an artist, let's say applied directions. he painted posters, some slogans, by the way, the famous mishkin candy in the north of the ussr. and there fantik wrapper works, if mikhalych taras during the war, he wrote such violent anti-fascist posters, and valentine is a thirteen-year-old teenager. one day, he simply didn’t return home, went to the partisans, and didn’t even tell his mother about it when after the war. yefim mikhalych on the russian sidewalk met the son of a former partisan who aroused valentine, he

knew, well, then rapprochement began, of course, his father burned a german cap and a german jacket valentine laughed in a fairy tale there is a peel and some kind of skin there. it seems that this is not the first time bam in this footage of those who have entered the fight after a

clear, understandable life in the partisan detachment. well, as he wrote, two colors were white and black. here we are, here are the germans, here are the partisans, here are the nazis, here are the fighters for the freedom of the motherland, everything was clear. here he began his period of growing up. looking back at the analysis of rethinking, and this happened largely thanks to the cafe, which means that it was the apartment of the writer naumo kislik, right across the street from gorky park, the

first floor of frunze street, house number three, there gathered, except for himself. eh, the owner of the nautislik. it was olesya home. it was vasily bykov, who was visiting from grodno. it was yegor beryozkin, a literary critic. pay attention to the biographies of people, science fought on the kursk bulge burned. the scars of the war, as they say, literally on the face, that is, he had burns on his face adamovich is the same as taras, also a partisan as a teenager . well, the biography of artilleryman vasily bykov is known to everyone. and the mountain birch is all

the listed front-line soldiers, and in this cafe a young man younger than all of them appeared. well maybe o young valentin taras appeared to a cow, young valentin taras, written by cafe regulars , and those presented to valentin occupied an entire shelf in his apartment and a member of this cafe of this company passed away one after another valentin was the last of them to live. , a close soul, carrots are different and for everyone. you look. you look, you have her hodynna young and at the right time close to lecture the past yes, she slept alive. once i

met him near the opera house. he has already moved to the center with his wife regina and son and walked around the square, walked for a long time . why now you will understand , either the liberation of minsk or victory day has just passed, and i congratulated him as veterans of the great patriotic war on this. he somehow thanked me. he thought for a while, and then burst into a huge monologue. i just needed to listen. he said, here you are, volodya, you see us in joy in some kind of communication with flowers applause, but the most interesting begins, then after the holiday, when we ourselves

remain at the beginning, of course, we remember it happens that even something funny is like that, but after a few glasses we begin to recall insults. someone starts to reproach another. here you wrote in your memoirs about this operation. but you and i participated there together, and you didn’t even mention me there. and after a few glasses of reproaches almost accusations. it's because of you that fedka died in that operation. you abandoned him. we all know, and so on and so forth, and they are already shouting hysterically to each other. now many old people in the villages and memoirists are picking up on this, they are beginning to recall that we, too,

they took away from the peasants in the villages, it happened that the last one, volodya, and how we could live the germans supplied their regular army, and tony was robbed. and for three years in the forest no one fed us, no one dressed us for three years. we've been in the forest for three winters, you understand? what was it like to live? yes, of course, it happened to me that they took away the last one. yes, but we really smashed the nazis. do you also know why? because after only 3 weeks of occupation in minsk, there were already gallows that the germans set up in order to immediately intimidate people immediately stun them, you know? how could

we not fight? how could we not smash the invaders. this is again a continuation of his monologue. why did the encroaching special officers shot alena stankevich, a beautiful partisan who refused them reciprocity, why did the five officers of the regional army who came to us, who laid down their weapons to us, with whom we just smashed the nazis together under the event, shot. why did they fool people, taking cows from them, giving them completely worthless receipts, and when in yulia 44 only released. you don’t push the soviet army into our partisan patrol, the lord came running to this village, i’m shaking the carts, i’m shaking you and

our papers. i did not think that all 3 years of occupation their cows, under the supervision of the partizans , peacefully grazed in the forest, then themselves. they laughed at this their naivete came. why come here to me? a? well, how can you apply to the same? you are the most important to suggest there will be no woman. well, somehow they didn’t say there, everything here is all the documents for a cow on hogs. either lead crane's grandmother forty-third, they shot in the minsk ghetto , there were episodes that he himself observed and which he passed on to me along country roads, the

germans drove columns of soviet prisoners of war. with a column of feet, overturned buckets trampled on bread and bulba, if one of the prisoners of war of the red army men bent down to pick it up, the germans immediately shot volodya right there. i say i saw all this from behind the garden.

another interesting fact. volodya is now beginning to say that the whole partisan is all abandoned, parachuted chekists are not true. volodya nepravda in our detachment of the volozhin region there was not a single chekistan, until the end of the war there were none. the encircled red army soldiers, who had nowhere to go, could not cross the front line. yes, it’s probably good, because they probably knew that there they would be mixed up to check, they were grouped into detachments, grouped into detachments, local lads adjoined them. the boys are like this, as i understand no we didn't have chekists before liberation. until july 1944, none, so it’s not true, as they say and write now, that the whole partisan.

this was made up of the chekists is not true. listen to me. yes, it was that some locals went to the policemen dissatisfied with the order. some were here in soviet times, but the people. the gascons contemptuously and derisively called them bobiki, you understand, of course, that the lads of the partisans were chasing their gates through the blood of brothers who were in bobby. yes , it was like this. these were already the beginnings of the civil war. it was terrible punishment will befall everyone who has sold himself to the enemy, a merciless verdict of the people. in general, who is very interested in the topic of this poet,

who began to perceive this war and tell the truth about it. refer to the book of an honest writer of a war veteran, a young man, a partisan valentin and he says valentin if that boy, who i was then 13 years old, would listen to how i tell today, how i perceive those events today. he would have told me a traitor for sure. amazing and magical world in a children's book, why are they interesting not only for children, but also we will ask modern technologies in the book, what modern belarusian authors write about and

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the late 70s, the belarusian spanish-speaking writer carlos sherman, at the invitation of his sister, went to spain. he stayed there for a month or two, returned from there, excited, excited, and immediately rushed to his friend valentin taras. loneliness it was published, i don’t know, in what circulation, but the owners of this book were handed over. vali close friends to read it literally for a day, because a queue was already lining up , and this novel in a day this book.

i had to pass it on to friends even closer to read. also for a day. so this book passed from the group. it turns out that carlos sherman, in spain, read a new novel, marquez autumn, a patriarch, and saw in her, except for the obvious one. superficial meaning is also a hidden meaning, which is why he ran immediately to valentin taras to his friend. he told taras about the content of the novel. and that, in general, soviet people could read behind this, who were very good at reading between the lines, having understood -

it was taras and sherman who rushed to andrey makayomku andrei yegorovich makayonok, at that time was the chief editor of a russian-language literary magazine. neman, he quickly realized that he was following this novel. he thought, yeah, if we are the owners of this book, maybe while we are the only one in the ussr to quickly translate this novel and put a demon in our journal. yes, not in any issue, because roman is big, then we, firstly, will raise the prestige of the magazine and increase its circulation. well, and most importantly, we’ll rub our noses in moscow and he, grabbing this book in spanish, as we called him especially, close to the emperor ran around the offices of the central committee of the communist party, shaking this book

and saying, lads. here is a novel that is banned in french fascist spain , this novel that is required to be printed. well , the tsekovsky reacted, even from top to bottom in the offices, as one would expect. i will say that this novel is forbidden in francoist spain in this fascist country to immediately print andrey immediately in print, as in print, which must be translated both with a go-ahead and, as they say, with a blessing, okay with the authors both sat down to work, a novel came out. of course, i'm in the union press. in a kiosk somewhere, i arranged for each of the three issues where the novel was printed in three copies to be left for me. then

having received these nine books. i cut out of three numbers. the novel bound it, i got three, so these little books. here they are one village. to moscow, a friend of the artist lev, durov sent the second to moscow to a friend of the director from the author according to the scripts nikita kubov , he left the third, of course, for himself. moscow translators, learning about this, gnashed their teeth. well, how is it that some kind of minsk, some kind of journalist, you know, became known all-union and translated this novel, but moscow went forward even when it was already published in moscow as a separate edition. the novel of martis, autumn, patriarch was taken from the belarusian translation

of carlos sherman by valentin taras with the reference that the first publication was in a minsk russian-language magazine. in 2008, in the project countdown for ont, i filmed the dilogy pesnyara belarusian miracle and pesnyary interrupted flight and here in the first part of pesnyara belarusian miracle. i really wanted to tell about the unique program that they did in 1984, uh, the fortieth anniversary of the liberation of belarus and k. uh, in the eighty-fifth, on the fortieth anniversary of the victory , our belarusian pesnyary made what was an interesting situation. the fact is that by this time there was a split in the songs, there were only

for the large forms of the opera, uh, it means some kind of plot productions, because they raised. uh, hmm professional level of the team forced to work hard and the other part. the team was for dashing songs, like vologda there means beautiful ide konyushin, which it was not necessary to learn for a long time and which demanded spectators who invited the artists both popularity and love from the audience , and good money, and finally, in the eighty-fourth, a program appeared that satisfied both those and others and lovers of large forms and apologists. that is to say, the performance of the songs. it all started with a phone call. taras tells me, - he says, the bell rings. he is talking to you, do you know vladimir mulyavin? well

, of course i know, but vladimir georgievich if you want there are no songs, i have yes, no says, gullin. i just read your book two notebooks. why two notebooks, because there are poems in both russian and belarusian, and there i found the poem return and i already wrote music for it. i would like to meet you, met. and when they sat down at the piano as an elder, mulyavin played and sang to him the song tired happy intoxicated screaming song and every label, firstly in this short poem. well , the image of the first post-war days of weeks of months is so conveyed, for example, as conveyed the liberation campaign of the soviet army across europe on boots and foot worn, and

blue with dust, all steep paths, tired. i am a happy drunken yelling songs every heat and any blue danube was called, you are a railway station vnushka so they poured cups of bowls. come on soldiers. from a symbolic pot so we were treated to. here is how he managed to convey in these verses. immediately they converged, so to speak, with characteristic views on the war. we decided to create a program that did not yet have a name - a program on a military theme, but agreed that there would not be no victorious, so to speak, marches, no

salutes, no holidays, so to speak. and this will be a war, as taras described in his other poem. what kind of canvases do you need ? that we agreed with mulyavin that we would have a war, truthful with death by freezing , cruel with blood, stinking. as taras emphasized all the time, i myself wrote seven songs there for this program and selected poems by other poets, the program was lined up. pesniary worked selflessly, of course there was danger. as most probably,

the enlightened, self-ruled, most literate vladimir mikhailovich tkachenko said, his friend is very good. he said that people had already had enough of the war 40 years had passed since the war, but so, he says, this program was done, that people in the hall were crying. yes, and for us, he says, the first shows of this program were difficult for us. stop crying on stage. when cherna slides up from the floor? so they created the program, but the main

customer was the ministry of culture and they came to watch the program, then the discussion began. everyone says how they threw it on a mule. well, he tells me that you sing the fight was short, and then they jammed the icy vodka and picked it out from under the nails with a knife. i am someone else's blood, how can you sing it. we jammed the vodka into ice cold and picked out our house

from under the nails. i listened to someone else's blood, listened, then stood up and said, firstly. these poems were written by gudzenko, a veteran, a war invalid; he had no part of his skull and his brain. that's how he throbbed. he died shortly after the war, in fact from wounds received in the war. and that i will correct the verses written in truth with his own blood. nothing i will not correct do not want to accept the program. don't take it whole. this second i will not fix anything got up and left. i followed him. this is how taras tells about this discussion. change your heart without refusing, no orders, no remarks, but pesnyary

work work the only thing in the program is almost ready no name. there is no name for everything that was not offered. that's it, we immediately brushed aside everything and suddenly, says mulyavin took my poem is a photo card and said so that's the same name through the whole war. i say, then i was surprised not only by his musical ear. well, poetic, as he saw in my lines written by me what he could not see. that's how i came up with this name. through the whole war now it is impossible to imagine this program with a different name, of course, the program through the whole war was recorded on a gram disc, but interestingly, taras is still talking about the premiere. he says we were sitting in the

philharmonic hall next to me, my friends were still alive. friends of science, if sasha adamovich is both smart. we were a little stunned by the decibels that were heard from the stage, but we were completely shocked by the sincerity, the honesty, the veracity of this program, as we say, everyone perceived it, but i understood that it was all created by the composer. mulyavin performer mulyavin director mulyavin conductor mulyavi. everything and only here. in a special way, it is full of greatness and sadness. we separated forever. we were separated from them, inspired us

with trunks, roaring became, that we no longer counted to lose there. well, as it turned out, the collection of two notebooks fell into the hands of not only mulyavin, but also valentina putinskaya - these are very significant figures in the history of belarusian music in the youth cafe on bogdan khmelnitsky street, suzorye, was going to. he himself is a rock band, which was also

called suzolye, and valentin puchinsky in this book found a poem king and jester, but cunning soviet people understood, what kind of jesters to which kings? they tell the truth and performed this thing with patterns. this is a great ballad piece. uh, and when played in this youth student cafe and even then became professional groups in our e-belarusian state philharmonic. misunderstanding disputes and disagreements, how to find a formula for peaceful communication time is actually becoming a more important resource than money today it became clear what is really happening and what it threatens. we must

develop our own strategy, that we must do lessons and once again learn lessons from what we see around the world is changing very quickly, we learn the opinion of experts in the editors' club program. we need to make sure that we provide for ourselves with everything, whether it’s bad or not enough, whether it’s a lot, but we should be the most enough not to miss new episodes on belarus 24 tv channel. meeting amazing people and immersing in their profession to work in belarusian state archive. i realized that this is probably fate. i'll be here late and probably for a long time this dough treadmill. as you can see, which is moving on it is here the experimental animals of the students always draw the conclusion. what if you eat at random and do not pay attention do not think that it will only suffer your

stomach or intestines there unique artifacts that are not so easy to see some basics of electronics with experience. knowing history, i wanted to create an apparatus. i created it for 30 years, almost daily work. now you are such a metal. you will not find interested in your latest data. you told me that the original results of the tv project one day were supposedly obtained. look for you in the documents and the documents will be grateful you for reaching them. look at belarus 24. in 1994,

on the 50th anniversary of the liberation of minsk, our tv film made a four-episode film, which was called after the victory, the author of the script and the lead narrator would be intimate taras, he spoke the truth, how he perceived this victory and everything that happened after the victory of course, many veterans might not like it and did not like it, but nevertheless the film was shown and more than once went a disaster for that total rout. the fact that it was all knowledgeable today is simply ridiculous. i'm on that the hour of the eleventh annual noodles knew

that there was almost no war, not today by tomorrow morning. berries and we all have lapchuks, here on noodles i come from komarovka with your annual eyeballs, so that they would walk on their heads and fight. these are not native shably, who hacked the bastard, that about eighths were lifted from the barrels , these are the lads, arranged by some kind of bastards, they learned that there is almost no war today by tomorrow. so, of course, it was a purely propaganda and deceitful insidious thesis. but because we were attacked in 1997, we already met together stas again. i mean myself and him at the film session. we did my evening party with valery. here is this picture, as directors, but the author of the script was valentin efimovich , dry needles buried traces, the boys

of the partisan, who can imagine it's strange that he comes into the forest. that only a berry shoots at point-blank range in the thickets of mountain ash with his shoulders the heaviness of a carbine, he still feels and now i will return to my ideology pesnyary belarusian miracle and pesnyary an aborted flight, which was filmed in 2008 for the rent channel , of course, for a story about such a star the program of songwriters needed valentine throughout the war, we phoned him. he very willingly agreed to talk about it. we made an appointment with the cinema. cinema house and valentine was sitting on a bench facing the entrance to the cinema house. i crossed the street and approached him from behind.

hello. he looked at me so he nodded . i look, he writes something from him . the book and he is something there, which means he writes writes writes writes. well, i stood quietly aside. he wrote 10 minutes, probably. well, you can't interfere with creativity. he closed the book and handed it to me. this was our last meeting with him. this is the last time i saw him. then i opened this book. and right on the first page i saw a poem. the first line of which was underlined was written by volodya orlov . life ends, like a play, the spotlights in the hall go out, but this boy from the forest does not think about

the finale, his road is not visible. he does not know what will happen next, but he will try to play without makeup, without a pose, without lies and falsehood , the play ends and at the end of painful thoughts and searches. he invites you volodya to the island of memories. valentin taras sixteenth seventh of 2008. nobody. i never impose on friends and repeat the old friends. i even had close comrades, they cooperated sometimes. well, they remotely respected each other, but i think that none of the people of the circle close to him who even dedicated their poems to him can boast and be proud that taras dedicated his poem to them. and i'm proud that valentine dedicated his to me. perhaps

even the last poem in his life. i 'm proud of it. and of course, how can i after that, not to love him and not to remember his modest, truthful, suffering man, poet

and thinker valentin, who was

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