kirill richter yuri bashmet and here are some more fragments from the memoirs of sergei korolev's colleagues 9 months before the legendary flight, the select six pilots met academician korolev, he showed the first spacecraft, a silver-white ball with a diameter of about 2.5 m. korolev asked if there were anyone who wanted to get acquainted with the cockpit. allow me gagarin took a step forward, took off his shoes and in socks climbed up the ladder with a stick. sergey pavlovich

nudged this deputy with his elbow, perhaps he will fly first, and so it happened. being the first is a character trait, probably, of another person who definitely possessed this property of vladimir semyonovich. did vysotsky have a very warm relationship with gagarin and, in general, vladimir semenovich, she fascinated everything that is connected with overcoming fear, and with pushing the boundaries of the familiar, and therefore, of course, the cosmos was very close and very interesting to him, but in many of his songs and poems, which can be written about something completely different, too, there are these echoes of a person challenging himself, first of all , and his fear. even here are the famous these lines. well, now the trembling in the hands has disappeared upstairs, but fear has fallen into the abyss for a century for a century to stop. no. the reasons i go are slipping and there are no

such peaks in the world that it is impossible to take. after all, the same could be written and about gagarin and vladimir semyonovich, there are many songs in space, there is even a playful song of space hooligans, but today, people's artist sergei bezrukov will perform just such a song, and people who challenge themselves about people, which can be said, they have the talent to be the first. ships stand and lay down on the course. but they don’t return through me, the weather will not pass even half a year, and i will

appear to leave again, to leave again for six months, everyone returns, except for the best friends, except for the most beloved. why do everyone return except

for those who are on zhenya, i don’t believe fate, i don’t believe fate about myself, even less everyone returns except for those who are more needed, i don’t believe. i do not believe in fate about myself even less and i want to believe that this is not so. that burning ships will soon go out of fashion? i will certainly return without friends and dreams. of course i sing. of course, i won’t sing even six months. i'm sure. i'll be back to have friends. of course, i will

sing their deeds. of course i will sing and it will pass and half a year will not pass. and half a year the word cosmos came to us from the ancient greek language and in translation it means the harmony of the world order, in general the greeks called the word cosmos any

thing that was inherent beauty and harmony. here is the tower. it also seems to me that the real cosmos is how gagarin described what struck him in space, we saw that our planet is not so big if an aircraft created by hands a person flies around it in about an hour and a half. the black sky looked like a plowed field sown with a grain of stars. they are bright and clean, as if the sun has been blown over, which is also surprisingly bright. it is probably many tens or even hundreds of times brighter than the way we see it from the earth and again at the foot of the gagarin start, the dance of harmony, which is captured in plasticity and choreography by sergei polunin

for people who are struggling with the naturalness of fate

c ailments, every step is often a risk, like step into outer space and sergei polunin and his foundation call for attention to breakthrough technologies in medicine that can change the quality of life of people with multiple sclerosis. thanks to sergey for this work. dear friends, our concert wanted to say flight. well, since it lasts 108 minutes, we can imagine that already at this moment gagarin is descending to the ground. he completed his flight. and now i would like to recall a small fragment from the report of yuri gagarin, which he made on april 13, 1961, where he described his flight. i began to descend the main proxus, again turned me to the volga while undergoing parachute training. we jumped many times, just above this very place i recognized the railway, the iron bridge across the ravine and

a long spit further, i see a river, on the left behind the ravine i see a house, i see some woman grazing a calf there, but i think now i’ll probably point out this very ravine will not do anything. then i look, i land on the tower, the breeze, as if it defined me by 5-7 meters, i only had time to think it, i look, the earth is with my feet, the landing was very soft, the arable land turned out to be well plowed. hasn't dried yet. i myself did not understand how i was already standing on my feet.