13 years, i suggest you move with tatyana aleksanovna in 1983, when she announces a song by mikhail pletskovskyere is the roof of your house, there is the roof of your house , any of their sorrows will disappear, all of them, just remember the blue stars on the roof of the house his own, over the roof of his house. this is a song about me, of course, invite me, i ’ll be happy to come, and then we’ll see, i’ll be happy to, and alena petrovskaya continues our evening with another song, poems by mikhail pleskovsky. queue for happiness. happiness is often praised to me as the most beautiful. in words , but where is the line for happiness, people, who is the last , i am behind you, people, who is the last, people, who is the last, who is the last, people, i am behind you , people, who is the last, people, who is the last, who is the last, people, i'm behind you, they tell me that happiness is in our power, it would be better if the address was named, ah, if only we could find a line for... happiness, people, who is the last, i am behind you , people, who is the last, people, who is the last, who is

saturday evening everyone, today in the studio hello andrey, we we remember the songwriter mikhail pletskovskyder his kind, soulful songs, now our guest from the village of lesnoy , moscow region, elena sokolova, will take us back to childhood, my village childhood, that ’s the name of the next song. music by evgeny ptichkin. the trees are lost in the fog, the sun is rising, on the red... hillocks of a village, in the middle of russia, here on benches, grandfathers jokingly remember their lives, here a cliff dives into the river, trusting. skoe my childhood, my village childhood, from the fire of cockscombs, the dawn lights up in the distance, the balls circle, the smell of rain, the smell of hay. and warm earth, here buckets are breaking into the wells, a crazy wind is whitening the fields, here females are rushing through the snow, my rural childhood, villages. they are pouring into a club of harmony, the yellow moon has bent deep, and tired folni are grazing in a cool and wet meadow, here they handed me the land as an inheritance. there is no way i can live without her, this is where my chi

on let us just sit silently, healers of souls, on sunday on rtr, we remember the songwriter mikhail pletskovskying seriously now, questionable methods, veronika pavnovna, you are still part-time with the dog handlers, original conclusions, everything is accurate, i found an alibi family old walls, the bed, well , look how it is located, paradoxical solutions, can you? mask, why are you always nothing but problems? tadam, it all works if vosnetsova gets down to business, she’s always one step ahead. by two, no, by three , by four, from monday on rtr, we’ll finish our thoughts, well, in the west they thought for a long time, and sometimes we helped them think so, and many others, then... immediately almost even before the islamic revolution , even after the nationalization of oil companies and so on, that is, the world has changed in that... many say no, and many say that please, you have your own garden, but we will cultivate ours, we will not allow you to take ours account to cultivate your garden. today i remembered , and it was no coincidence, that i once had a conversation with the former mi

everyone, this is hello andrey, today in our studio we sing songs based on poems by songwriter mikhail pletskovskyughter natasha. well , viktor petrunin continues our evening with the song little boat. a small boat, the wave slowly carries it into the distance, losing it like that it’s a pity, he’s been hiding a couple since childhood, you said goodbye to him forever, but it doesn’t matter, let him float, let the boat of dreams float, he won’t be able to disappear if i take him off. for an hour you, your childhood boat, a fragile elephant, will be on the ice, only returning in the spring. after that he will return to the world of green injuries and blue , where you parted with him, and with the hand of mofni, following the boat, in our soul we will preserve childhood with... sunlight, clear light, has become forever, it is your destiny, it will save, defeat any of you, your boat. small ships, slowly the wave carries away into the distance, lose it too, small ships. bravo, thank you. rasnoselets, correctly i say, krasnoselets , joined the army, after the army went to college, worked on a state farm

we remember the songwriter mikhail pletskovsky, who always sang his songs just right and will return. and protect against cancer. how much horseradish can you eat a day? wet feet now threaten not only a cold. anyone who has experienced this will never forget it. that is, every third woman faces this disease. almost every year, for some, a bathhouse, a trip for health, and for others, the path to a stroke, temperature up to 70°, humidity, as you can see, 65%, that’s where stroke, one eye sees worse than the other, how not to wake up with strabismus, we change its curvature using a laser, the eye may begin to squint, good morning, hello! how we used to eat a sandwich, take a piece of bread, put a piece of cheese on it, or at best sausage, and send it into the firebox and feel great, now people are already thinking, put a leaf of lettuce , what to smear, what to smear, smear or not to smear, that’s the question, here’s ketchup, here’s mayonnaise, here’s mustard, here’s horseradish, here’s you adjika, mung bean, whatever you want, here there is at least one option for a very healthy sandw