Favorite songs of our Soviet past. Well, if among them will be your favorite.

Most, of course, about love.

"Where the maple rustles over the river wave, we talked about love with you. Noisy that maple, the field is haunted by the haze, and love, like a dream, passed by. "

But there are also hooligan-table women: "Bells-bells are ringing. Our horses raced for two hours in a row. Our horses have become tense - the long journey. Is not it time for us to wave a glass? "

The broken songs of the time when the Moscow residence permit was almost an unattainable dream.

"Mom, I love the janitor!" Mom, I'll go for the janitor! Janitor without problems and risk

In a moment will make a residence permit. That's why I like janitors! "

And of course, compassionate, touching the soul: "Stand by the locomotive, do not rush, wheels. Conductor, press the brakes. I hasten to see my mother's mother with the last greet to appear on the eyes. "

But the mischievous, of course, more. Among them, an unforgettable "Chicken roasted".

Come! You will not regret.

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Each premiere in the Mayakovsky Theater is an event. And not only because this theater has long acquired a "name", but also because the choice always falls on works very unusual, and sometimes specially created for this "scene".

And the "Russian Romance" is no exception. Delivered by Mindaugas Karbauskis on the play of Marius Iwaszkiewicz, who already created for the theater of the delightful "Kant", the performance, the space of which was re-created on the stage by Sergey Barkhin, will necessarily become the pearl of the theatrical season.

So, what will the prime minister tell us about?

This time the speech with the audience will lead to literature, geniuses in literature and their lives, how written, not written, and even the works conceived by the author affect his life. And if we undertake to study the subject of such a subtle - then certainly on the example of one of the most solid, large and significant figures of Russian literature - Lev Nikolaevich Tolstoy.

We, the submissive authorities of the director and the author of the play, will be transferred to the everyday life of the genius creator, in which the fates of fictional heroes are mixed with the fates and lives of his relatives and friends. But, maybe, they not simply mix up? Maybe they are fighting desperately with each other for the "first" place in his life? Who will win? And can there be any victory in such a battle?

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How expensive are words in this world! Only a rich man can buy himself an entire offer! And the poor people walk around like mute people. Sometimes, however, there will be found somewhere accidentally ejected word. It is something that a poor man will raise. And already at least something can be said! But is there much use from the disparate words of these? ..

Meanwhile, one poor boy wants to admit his love for a girl with bright red hair ... But he does not have enough words to admit. That is money ...

Is it possible that only the rich will live, telling each other about everything interesting and important? After all, and the poor sometimes just need to speak out, confess your feelings, shower your soul!

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"Can not you wait for me to have fun and joy? You can get sick like that. "

Cinderella offended stepmother and sisters.

"Because I'm kind, I'm torn from the morning." She works all day, and all of her only reproach.

But she will surely be happy! Her godmother, a fairy, will help her.

"It's very bad not to go to the ball when you deserve it."

In the palace, both the king and the beautiful prince surround her with care and attention. But the girl must escape no later than twelve.

How good that the prince decided to find a fugitive!

Favorite fairy tale comes to life in a colorful and musical performance.

"One day they will ask: what can you, so to speak, present? And no ties will help you to make the foot small, the soul - big, and the heart - fair. "

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An unusual story of an ordinary family.

Children have long grown up and fled from the parent's nest. What can collect all family members in their home? Mysterious disappearance of the father!

Three daughters and three of their beloved come to the aid of the mother to find the head of the family - a teacher and part-time poet. He is an elderly alcoholic, very well-read and educated.

Once he gave his beloved wife a collection of poems, she told him - three children.

But in search of their father they find a heap of family secrets, a tangle of mutual claims and grievances.

Close-up shows the love of loved ones. But not simple, warm, warming the soul. A special love of cultural and educated people. Love with a touch of snobbery.

It turns out that there can be too much love. Now they understand why they bought houses at a distance from each other. Just to not suffocate from this mutual feeling.

They say "I love you", read "you have to love me", the phrase "I missed you" means "you owe me for my love."

It's amazing how much interesting things can be hidden behind other people's doors.

Do you think that you know yourself and have completely taken place in your life? Try to spend a week with all members of your family.

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Write me letters. I will read. Then, someday, look through together.

Can I read someone else's letters? No, but I want to!

Especially if they are addressed to adults, dear mom and dad, lost hair, and even more so - to the entire population of the Russian Federation.

Is that how much men differ from women? They also do not know how to keep secrets, and also do not mind throwing a dozen, and preferably two, years.

We are all interested in the same topics - love and death, faith and disbelief. Especially when we approach a certain age limit.

Talk about what is close and understandable to everyone. Questions, the answers to which everyone must find himself.

For example, to understand the complex relationship with his wife, even the experts of the club "What? Where? When?"

Or how to find a common language with the Motherland so that it does not leave you. Can not, poor, tolerate more of these binges.

Why do we come to this world, if only a long-nailed or nothing is left of us?

The present time and the present people are in faces. A good reason to speak honestly and frankly with yourself.

But I'll still write to you whether you like it or not.

Then we'll read it together.

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