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Understanding 9/11tv Pisma na stekle. Sudba RUSSIA1 July 19, 2022 2:25am-3:16am MSK
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of the second competition day 70 points anna trubetskaya dear friends meet our next contestant who came from kyrgyzstan bek corrected to friends. meet
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spam we shanghai. around isa hallelujah for the second day of competition 68 points, kyrgyzstan
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are the total score of the second day of the competition 59 friends, this was the last performance of the second competitive day. now it's a matter of simple arithmetic. what
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were read and watched by those whom we read and watch today. we, like these books and films, helped to find ourselves and how they can help us change. in the white studio, one of the most famous poets of the world , he belongs to the iconic galaxy of poets in the sixties, who subjugated the time, whose elements and performances infected the stadiums of the audience with their faith in the idea and the search for answers to the main questions, his name is rightfully put on a par with the stingy pushkin lermontov block mayakovsky, the author of the famous line, the poet in russia is more than poet, he himself lives by this principle. one of the world's most widely read poets of the late 20th and early 21st centuries. his poems have been translated into 72 languages among his writings. babiar. tanks go through prague when a man of 40 years old is snowing with me. this is what
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is happening at the bratsk hydroelectric power station, his poetry is about what excites every person and all of humanity, it is piercing and sincere, whether it be poems about love or about moral social issues that when the writer yevgeny aleksandrovich yevtushenko was not afraid to raise in a white studio on this great happiness that you are in a white studio here, in general, everything is usually in black and white, but on the occasion of your arrival, even i decided not to wear black, because, firstly, we have the final program of the year, the last one in 2016 and great honor to talk with the great poet. god bless you , because you are, of course, the last of this tribe of great great poets who were more than a poet. there have always been such periods when they do not remain, then they still raise them. anyway poetry can't die can't with your permission. maybe we'll start right away with the
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television premiere of your poems, written on very recent events on the death of fidel. castro is generally very pleased and happy that you continue to actively write poetry? and respond to those events that touch you. not only is this not a cure. it's just mine, i would say that my first love remains in russia and this is my second love for the country, cuba yes, for the first time i saw a young leader who pronounces without a piece of paper, because he was a friend chemistry. garcia marx walked the streets by himself without visible guards, talking to people, but he was brought up in a family of rich people, firstly, he shackled his estate. that is, he started the film himself. and i'm cuba yes, i arrived, the first time
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a correspondent invited me to a conversation, i appeared alone without accompanying me. 7 days in moscow before otitis, when was it offered to me? translator i said that i know spanish, and since i said, i immediately do this legend of truth so that i don’t survive as a liar, so i took 7 days for 14 hours only spanish lessons, and yet i already arrived, i already knew some words, and how to combine them from what else is possible sharply, and i didn’t know myself that i could already do this and someone told him that he had arrived, and therefore absolutely. i was the first russian
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who came and said, just now they just told me that we were in siberia. i accidentally i accidentally pronounced it that way. let's give him the floor, i said lie down imagine in spanish in spanish. i do not know how it happened did not applaud. and it was very short. i said that this is the first time i'm in cuba. to be honest, 7 days ago i didn't know spanish, but i liked lorca's language here and my elbow was bitter. one of my favorite poets, as in general in russia , the hall did not applaud, and i said that i did not have a camera, that i did not have enough money to buy a camera for myself, like all members of my generation. i am very lucky your island, where truth won, youth
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won, not truth won, i wish this island. freedom, he will stand behind this freedom, and my heart replaces the day. and i feel like i'm photographing all these faces like this. here are the good ones that i see, now it will never be forgotten, you can take pictures and my heart is like this, then i made a film. i've been recommended to everyone by the class i've already been, but we all adore the young tactile. it was a revolution in our cinema. they took me and we went all the way and there was an amazing work of rusivsky, which is even more innovative than what he did. the cranes are flying. cranes. do you think it's a classic
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camera operator now and now you know that there is not a single film school in the united states where we will teach how necessary it is to work as a cameraman. it's really amazing, it turned out amazing and in the picture of yakub it's special. and you know what it was, of course. for it was, my love first, you are the first tv journalist who suggested starting with poetry, because usually there are usually some journalists who, well, if there is enough time, we will return to reading the verse, and you did not offer to start with this. thank you memories. and i'm young young. and the whole revolution is young. i haven't got a beard yet and i'm not going to.
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he walked like flying fidel was then a youth prophet and the hammer became. yes, i have been for so many years until a sip of the then clean mountain freedom remained in my lungs, as i used to live on the planet without them barbudos, who came from sier-may, their spanish mouths rushed to me, like a bird you won’t catch new places. catch do not catch in the quest always showing courage. i just got into the dutch head of the bus going towards me. and that's exactly what they called it.
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the bus wrote trifles, and not trifles, wrote on the balcony in any weather, so much so that flying into the ocean water they sat down, like seagulls, drafts and people who raised them on the pavement tried to read, but they broke their eyes and sinned. i'm in my youth. only not falsehood, but handwriting and now it is impossible to correct sometimes masterpieces. it was not easy for me and i was not. i understood again in my homeland, but i also defended my beloved island, as the first love after russia, and the speech and dali on the red square were heard by the tops of the ancient churches, this speech on the tropical passion
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such that not and there was still a mausoleum. what would you advise me for this trip maestrophic sierra bogatyr at the hotel i asked him in a poetic way in front of all the bureaucrats, siberia everyone could fidel asked, in silence, under the champing of someone's dumplings. what is the best thing in your country , after all, there may be different opinions, and only one squirrel, like a schoolboy, an excellent student at his desk, jumped up to excel so glad, comrade is the party. and with the laughter of a big child they sat laughing so loudly. and whoever laughs so openly always remains young
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, my fellow countrymen, helped him take a walk, settled down on the taiga path on the rails he made a traffic jam, where the growth, the poet who does not play the genius of the siberian. surely there is no fidel, and everything is already the earth is rotating. he sends to us living, greetings, and he does not say goodbye to us yet. he can't leave us. but will he find a way out for everyone, he saved 26,000 of our chernobyl children. you knew about this topic. you see, and he never told anyone. we are all living while dying. in
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some other dimension, we chew the bitterness of mistakes. hopefully not his animals. it is only when we die that we realize that we really were worth becoming with the new. posthumous mind with history textbooks, and someone is already blindly launching fireworks and sliding upwards, how vengeful human malice is. and what do you leave besides gloating? malice, is it possible that everyone is like this not children of shame. great life to condemn. i advise
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i believe that this man, let many books have been written about him, will be writing them for a long time, but still people never call him. which do not even try the pine of the patriotic elite, what is impossible to forget? these people don't stay now there's a lot of people
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who are trying to create something great that is impossible to forget. i will not say. so much for russia, of course. well, russia and mother earth in general, she was pregnant. earth, the future of some people, you know, they will try after all that people have begun to live better on earth, but only this is necessary for everything to unite as one. you know, life is very good , compared to the time when you were born at zima station somewhere with your comrades. i just denied everything to myself, you need to feel what is now now here now here was dying. look at your knees. let's take the voznesensky
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bela, of course, and rozhdestvensky were some wonderful breeds, but during our existence from tvardovsky he did not belong to our generation remarkably. now some kind of hmm has formed. a lot of people have died, it has never even gathered 80,100,000 people in europe, it has never happened to us at the funeral of writers with the funeral of brodsky and the russian, but the russian vysotsky, yes, you understand? i was then. uh, by the way, mongolia, in one of his travels passed in eight siberian. i found out after a month and a half that he had died, otherwise i would have been there, of course, you began to say that now the voznesensky akhmads were called in that direction. that's what was formed, but it's not
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like this kind of memory does not arise, but it happened in other literature. then i came to america in the 60s . there was respect. no, not our poets for me, because on the first day of poetry, which was not hung by a single one, 35,000 posters gathered. so this is some related things, you understand, on the one hand on the other hand, there were such magnitudes of poets; on the other hand , there were such a number of people who wanted to listen to it, like your listeners, like those people who appreciated vysotsky, he actually was too. therefore, who read, with amazing energy, real, positive energy, maybe in the most tragic things. it seems to me that there were still ideas when voznesensky wrote the vocation of verse, but this is not quite a vocation. there's another word
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wonderful. you see, the formula is wonderful, and it is very close to you because you, too, this is it . retelling the political retelling of the soviet, everyone is to blame for everything that he said, he is dostoevsky poetry and was in some kind of movement forward to society. you look what a blessing that muravlenko-futsivi made this documentary film at the polytechnic filmed in thoughts. you know that i am 20 years old. well , pushkin drank, laughed wine, cursed and mischievously wrote poems, did not know sadness, took him perfectly walked and led, seryozh and smiled at natalia for them to hear. this affirmed and triumphant ignoramus is condemned
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and condemned by our best readers were, by the way, students are not gmonoids at all. and the engineers, you know, i have not even now ceased to want to separate the intelligentsia once the technical intelligentsia think why they need it, if you know that absolutely more than that, not only the technical intelligentsia. so we began to talk a little before talking already in the studio. and you said such a very precise thing. which, by the way, also makes you related to vysotsky, because he said the same thing during his lifetime, that for him a conversation with a driver, yes, with a driver it was always something. in what way did he know his people of russia, and you recognize this, first of all, as character, and not education. you see, there is a culture of behavior that is
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much higher than in the so-called culture, which is purely educated, what solzhenism, it means, it’s great to call education, and so on, and the cultural part of what i called what i saw as yes , quite right, peasants, real, loving in every person, firstly, poetry is something, something, without which one cannot live, because love, if it is not poetic, then it is not any love, mother, singing, uh, composes, what is something we are with our mooing flippers. you see, there is more e love in her than a professional cold stepmother who knows everyone by heart. and why do you know what kind of contradiction arises, i also thought it was in connection with your poetry, because, to be honest, i confess. a question that i have always had in connection with you. this is why, despite the fact that you
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have elements that certainly put you here, well, simply on a par with those great ones with whom you stand in ontology. why even your colleagues there were always some kind of artistic claims to you, so to speak. although the same brodsky admitted, that for example, the poem is snowing white - this is a great poem that will remain, but i saw the crying of a psycho for the first time. he just cried, that's all. he won't last. he read them in front of you, yes, he accepted that he invited. i once went to the house of one of my fans, a very good girl. e on the former kirov. so i read just wrote this state. and suddenly he started crying. i didn't imagine him crying. here he is always defended against the so-called. mentality, as if from something ashamed, you even understand, he belonged to
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such intellectualism, uh, which played the role of boyishness. i'm serious. here he had it and so on, and i never notice that i never spoke negatively about his poems, but there is no simple human warmth, but he really wanted to be. that's what he pretended, that he didn't want to be understood by many people. he didn't succeed. just telling you honestly, he's crazy about it. tell me why he wrote. he was, first of all, mayakovsky born. this he himself admitted. it 's true, he had from my situation, that means the initial mayakovsky, and then he arranged practically the growth windows in new york
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. he tried to do it. why is there always such a contradiction, because one can speak of you and brodsky as two such antipodes in this sense. yes, why is the contradiction why something that millions like is immediately denied by a narrow layer as insufficiently high insufficient intellectual insufficiently refined and so on. why, relatively speaking, vysotsky was not accepted by all the painters in front of my eyes. it must be a sting here and when he sang one of his best songs in the cinema house. uh, they just whistled him away. why is this a contradiction? everything, i saw this is not a contradiction. these people are sometimes afraid of what they do not understand. why don't you like it. and you know what , well, how do you like it? after all, you can’t
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extract anything from hicharisms, but just like oseev wrote, by the way, about mayakovsky suddenly as a girl. ease of the horn stroke with a light hand. that's exactly what i noticed all of a sudden. when he speaks, the little dogs simply turn out of themselves for themselves, and then you yourself , aren't you sorry? yes, people want to say something like that , and so on men, by comparison said. you know what zhenya is. uh, why didn’t i like dr. zhivagon and didn’t touch me so much the doctor calls what elements? let there be clots of his verses, separate striking metaphorical ones, but there was none of that, but there was
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something touching to show sentimentality, but in general there was no sentimentality gotta be afraid. why you need to be afraid, but is it possible to stroke your hand, but because these touches. you can say a lot and more than words, really, yes, here is some little man with warmth. well , that wasn't enough. he suffered from it himself. yes definitely although after all, he has such lines that also touch. i really like his poetry. one of the most famous is that i entered a cage instead of a wild animal. i like the ending very much. there, in the final, it’s very good, and until my mouth closes up, clay will be distributed from it only gratitude, which was very rarely heard in fact, well, there was, perhaps, inner gratitude, which he was embarrassed to understand me. here he had a breakthrough. besides, i liked my condition. i would
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just be amazed. we cannot find a common language about this either. you have, uh, absolutely brilliant poems, which i love very much, which you dedicated were for whites, but it turned out to be drawn by everyone. you see, even the relationship between strange nations is what is now genius strangers connected loved ones. this is repeated. you are with iosif aleksandrovich, but there is also the story of a wonderful documentary about andrei tarkovsky and regerberg, the great cameramen who are with him. they didn’t quarrel a lot, and there never was such a tarkovsky like-minded person, what hinders people. here you are talking about the fact that peoples should understand each other, which prevents even people from understanding, i am to blame for the fact that only in one thing that i was not educated enough. naive, very.
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always with hearts and so on. it protects me because they come true different sometimes pretended. so i was not so you don’t know that when he said that it was about me, i understood the reason. yes, he was envious of me, because i have such a varied reading. here, uh, let's say the taxi drivers from the most brilliant especially liked the other night. they are so much dirt. and when they become wise and very chainy, i will not fool you and their hints . well, if you imagine this situation in which joseph alexandrovich found himself when he was separated from his parents. here he can't meet your parents. here is the story. when then when they seemed to be measured, and you came to this restaurant and everything fell apart again. you see, maybe he just
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didn’t see his parents like that. i didn’t see it to death , you know, and then spaghetti and maybe, this one, well, you know what i mean. yes, i understand, i do. well, you know, if the spend left did not forgive, and so on, the sky would not like poetry at all. it was very much that he did so much that i did not like his glass, and nevertheless was not going to, the truth of this do. they liked it from the very beginning. his element. it always remained in me christmas, for example, he wrote better, such as always the terrain and more than the highlander was born in a cave. well, as soon as in the desert, maybe in winter it turned out to lead him to huge breasts, mothers yellow steam from
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voronin's nostrils, magi boltazar, gaspar, melchio their gifts, starchennye here. he was just a daughter, and the point was a star attentively and blinking through and clouds at a child lying in clarity from afar from the depths of the universe from another. its end star looked into the cave. and that was the look of my father. i remember how our misunderstanding began, because when i met him i wrote a letter to be released and the restaurants earlier, in which they entered together there . and i see how he came in such a very light, light, some kind of fantastic plastic jacket. here, i just took off my jacket and put it on his shoulders and threw it over his
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shoulders. that's it. i'm not used to a jacket from someone else's shoulder, you know? just me just saying, i'm already offended. i just met him wholeheartedly. vitya, he thought that i was humiliating him, with what? well, what to do such a painful understand such a naked, nerve, after all, he actually died, too, and in his verses it is. i don’t know, alexandrovich evokes infinite pity in me, of course. well, we know now already yes , these are the details of your relationship with him. and this is a letter he wrote to queens college. this, of course, is such an act that is very difficult to explain to people who love brodsky and myself to them unconditionally. i relate. the only thing? to me
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it seems, perhaps, that he, but invented for himself a way why he can be angry with you, although there was nothing to do, because the simple reasons for this, as it were, anger was that you can live otherwise you can live without here this. here's an anguish without parting with my parents, relatively speaking, so i'll put myself in the place to speak, by the way, you understand that it's very good. meets a man who is so deeply understood, send says. it makes you honest, but it seems so to me, the fact is that because i love him and you. it seems to me that for a person who has been looking for a way out of this contradiction all his life, to see how easy it is for another, it turns out. he needed to find some reason. what's wrong, because it's not so easy to get everything. so
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, that's it. it was all that was needed. tell god for the sake of whom to put your hands on your shoulders, yes, from which i will also begin to paint a stolen place, it will not immediately answer this, but will live with you in a struggle and unconsciously outline someone distant for yourself, the lord of peaceful and unhealthy connections that are not needed you are no longer satanic someone come people. the unity and disunity of close
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souls of strangers not only friends are separated from each other. yes, people who love each other men and women often cannot find this common language. you have such wonderful elements. they are shared love, of course, wonderful elements. have you ever experienced unrequited love yourself, because it seems that you have always been very lucky. at least you have never been on the other side, that is, it is clear that you experienced this feeling know that i was very afraid. i fell in love fell in love all the same. so i don’t know, maybe i understand that it’s impossible to say so, but somehow i might just be afraid of women if they felt that there would be no answer. i learned how scary it is to fall in love with a woman that you will not
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meet with any answer. it wasn't scary. i have never had any kind of masochism, and yet . that's how they wrote that as soon as in unrequited love. it is possible, that is, being afraid, in fact, it turns out. you wrote about yourself. that is when you are afraid to fall in love with a person. o this is a complex material, right there, by itself, an inner voice suggests o this is a difficult material, very dangerous. we talk terribly with you, in me, your poems simply respond very well. thank you. thank god thank god you named doctor zhivago a picture, as your favorite movie about love and definitely a novel doctor zhivago may not be the greatest novel in history, yes, but the elements that
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this novel includes are definitely unconditional. this is this novel for me, because that's how it is written as if sliced wet. yes, you were still led with iron. he seemed to be torn in this triangle. these are very difficult problems for men. in short so. it can wonderful verse tragic poetry. you said that if you had a fire, and you would have to save one thing, only saved the book written. yes, with his parting words, you always managed to follow. hmm , boris leonidovich wrote to you this parting word, so that you follow your own path, that he
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is eastern and that, i never try, it doesn’t work out, maybe because uh, well, there was a lot of good stuff there. the recipe was an inscription, well, he told me everything. i remember very well, they are even dear wife. evgeny comma evgeny alexandrovich today you read with us and touched me and many who gathered to tears to show your talent. i would like your talent to continue to develop and exhaust all that has been said to the end. so you would switch to other scales and develop , develop all the time, develop and free yourself
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to the beginning. i have always had a question. well i think that you yourself answer it somewhere in these verses, when dmitry dmitrievich shostakovich wrote his thirteenth great symphony to your poems, the most tragic poems, probably your babiyar. and in general, this is a tragedy that happened to us with all of humanity, and what dmitry dmitrievich showed incredibly accurately to his music, he took at the same time, as some such contrast to baba moore, your humor poem.
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