Quotes from the film Prisoner of the Caucasus. Toasts from the film "Prisoner of the Caucasus" for all occasions A small but proud bird toast

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Bear in mind, Edik, Allah alone knows where the spark goes for this unworthy geek in the glorious family of internal combustion engines.
May his carburetor dry up forever and ever!

Prisoner of the Caucasus, or Shurik's New Adventures Here is the first toast on this occasion ...

Purpose of visit?
- Ethnographic expedition.
- Clear. Looking for oil?
- Not really. I'm looking for folklore. I will write down old fairy tales, legends, toasts.

What's this?
- You need a toast.
- Yes.
“A toast without wine is like a wedding night without a bride.”

No, I don't drink.
- Do I drink? What is there to drink?
- You misunderstood me. I don't drink at all. Do you understand? I don't have the physical ability.
- That's about it - the first toast.

My great-grandfather said: I have a desire to buy a house, but I don’t have the opportunity ...
I have the opportunity to buy a goat, but I have no desire.
So let's drink to ensure that our desires coincide with our capabilities.

And when the whole flock flew south for the winter, one small but proud bird said: "Personally, I will fly right into the sun."
She began to rise higher and higher, but very soon burned her wings and fell to the very bottom of the deepest gorge.
So let's drink to the fact that none of us, no matter how high he flew, would never break away from the team.

What happened dear?
- What, what is it, dear?
- I'm sorry about the bird!

Wait... I had a hunch. You're drunk?
No you! When I'm drunk, I'm wild. Here... And now I'm quiet.
I'm lucky.

Joke. It's here...

And the princess, out of anger, hanged herself on her own scythe, because he accurately counted how many grains were in the bag, how many drops in the sea, and how many stars were in the sky. So let's drink to cybernetics!

This is a student, a Komsomol member, an athlete, and finally, she is just a beauty!

Wait a minute... Please slow down, I'm taking notes.

And then, on the ruins of the chapel...
- Excuse me, did I destroy the chapel too?
- No, it was before you, in the 14th century.

A violator is not a violator, but a major scientific worker, a man of intellectual labor. You came to visit us, didn't you? Collect our fairy tales, legends there, you know, toasts ...
- Toast?
- Toast, yes, toast.
And he did not calculate his strength, right?

I brought you a toast.
- Bad, right? Well... What do you allow yourself, listen?
- You asked for 3 copies...

To live, as they say, is good!
- A good life is even better!
- Exactly!

You're being apolitical, to be honest. You don't understand the political situation.
You see life from the window of my car.
25 sheep! When our district... did not fully pay off the state for wool.
- And you do not confuse your personal wool with the state!

So so. The groom agrees, the relatives too, but the bride ...
- Poorly we still educate our youth. Very bad.
Surprisingly frivolous attitude to marriage.

This is not a lezginka for you, but a twist. I show everything first.
With the toe of your right foot, you crush the cigarette butt, like this.
You crush the second cigarette butt with the toe of your left foot.
And now you crush both cigarette butts together.

By the way, in the neighboring area, the groom stole a member of the party.

BUT! There are two of them...
- And this one, with a tail.
- The donkey doesn't count. Second extra.
- Witness.
- What if... uh...
- No casualties.
- Yes, we have to wait.
- That's right, we'll wait. Give it up.

You have not justified the high trust placed in you.
- Impossible to work.
- You give unrealistic plans.
- Is that like him? Voluntarism!
- In my house - do not express yourself!

Whose shoe? O! My. Thank you.

Bambarbia! Kergud.
- What did he say?
- He says that if you refuse, they will stab you. Joke.

What are you shipping?
- The bride was stolen, comrade foreman.
- Joker! You will fry the barbecue with this bride, do not forget to invite.

There will be no wedding! I stole it, I will return it!

Dear guests, welcome.
- Tell me, Marim, do you have a prosecutor?
- We have everything, we have the whole city, only they were waiting for you. Wine dear guests!

Uh, no, no need to hurry, no need to hurry. This is our guest.
It's important to heal. It is important to return a full-fledged person to society, right?
No need to hurry.

And now he is in a state of catatonic excitement and requires you to take him immediately.
- Requires - accept.

Go, go. We will heal you. Alcoholics are our profile.

Take off your hat.
- What?
- Take off your hat.

Listen, it's a shame, I swear, it's a shame, well, I didn't do anything, yes, I just entered.

In Epidemic. Universal Vaccination Plan Announced

In short, Sklikhasovsky!

Calm down, lie down, lie down. Otherwise - "memento sea".
- Instantly...
- In the sea!

You have no right! You have no right! This is self-judgment! I demand that I be tried according to our Soviet laws.
- And did you buy it according to Soviet laws? Or maybe, according to Soviet laws, you stole it?

Let's stop this useless discussion.

Get up! Judgment is coming!
- Long live our court - the most humane court in the world!

(recorded by Shurik et al.)

My great-grandfather used to say: “I want to buy a house, but I don't have the opportunity.
I have the opportunity to buy a goat, but I have no desire.”
So let's drink to ensure that our desires coincide with our capabilities!

And then one small but very proud bird said:
- Personally, I will fly directly to the Sun!
And she began to rise higher and higher, but very soon she burned her wings and fell to the very bottom of the deepest gorge!
So let's drink to the fact that each of us, no matter how high he rises, never breaks away from the team!

At a driving school in Georgia, an applicant driving license passes the exam. The inspector explains the traffic situation:
— You are driving down a narrow road. To the left is a high-high mountain. On the right is a cool-cool abv. Suddenly on the road - a beautiful girl. And next to her is a terrible, terrible old woman. Who will you press?
“Of course, old lady!
- Fool! .. You need to press the brake!
So let's drink to the fact that in a difficult situation we do not forget to press the brake!

On the beach, a girl asks her mother: “Mommy, why do aunts have smooth bathing suits, while uncles have bulging ones?” The mother was embarrassed, she wanted to spank the girl, but then she said with a serious look:
- "And the uncles, daughter, put money there."
I propose a toast to rich wallets!

There is one old Georgian toast. The toastmaster gets up, raises a glass of "Kindzmarauli" ... and suddenly feels that he has begun to fuss in his stomach. He decided to make a toast, fire a pistol and at the same time free himself from anxiety. And so he did. But, oh horror! The gun misfired, but this case didn't misfire. A shame! He went to the mountains. After 10 years, he returns and asks the boy: “What happened during this time?” “Since the toastmaster farted, nothing interesting has happened,” he replied. So let's drink so that thoughts do not diverge from deeds!

One Georgian tells a friend:
- Understand! I went to the doctor, and he says to me: “You can’t drink! No smoking! You can't with women!"
- Poor fellow! friend sympathizes.
- What kind of poor fellow am I? I gave him money... and he allowed me everything!
Let's drink to rich people!

I am walking one night through the park, the moon, the stars, and the guy and the girl are kissing on the bench. I go another time: the moon, the stars... and the same guy on the same bench is kissing another girl. I go next time: night, moon, stars... and the same guy, on the same bench, already with the third girl.
So let's drink to the constancy of men and the inconstancy of women!

Once a swallow with her little chicks escaped from predators and ended up on the edge of a deep mountain gorge. And the first chick began to ask:
“Mommy, move me, and I will always love you!”
- You're lying! - said the swallow and threw him into the abyss.
“Mom, move me, and someday I will save you too!” said the second chick.
- You're lying! - said the swallow, and also threw him into the abyss.
And the third chick said:
- Mom, save me, and when I grow up, I will also save my children!
“But you are telling the truth,” said the swallow, and saved him.
So let's drink to the bitter truth!

Don't drink water if you can drink wine!
Don't drink wine if you can drink good wine!
Don't drink good wine when you can drink very good wine!
And most importantly, do not forget to drink so that you always have money for something that is better!

Let's drink to the fact that you have lived for 132 years.
And so that at the age of 132 you died.
And not just died, but killed.
And not just killed, but slaughtered.
And not just stabbed, but out of jealousy.
And not just out of jealousy, but for the cause!

Friends! Let's drink to our enemies. So that they have everything: a country villa, a luxury car in the garage, Persian carpets, a swimming pool, a fireplace, and of course, a satellite phone that they would only call on 01, 02 and 03!!!

No need to chase a woman like a departed tram. Remember that the next tram is coming from behind.
So let's drink for trams to run more often!

Once a young horseman was riding through the mountains of beautiful Georgia with his beautiful wife. He hit as strong as a bull, as fast as mountain river, his eyes were like those of an eagle, the dagger was sharp, like an attack of appendicitis, his mind was tortuous, like astrakhan fur on a hat ...
And now, on a rock, above the road appeared Mountain goat. And the horseman at full gallop drew his gun and shot at the animal, but not a single muscle trembled on the goat's muzzle. Then he stopped his horse and, taking aim, fired again, but the goat did not even move. Then the horseman got down to the ground, and kneeling down, fired again, but the goat only jumped aside. And when the horseman wanted to lie down for a shot, the goat had already disappeared. Both the young horseman and his young wife died of hunger.
So let's drink to the fact that on our life path such goats did not come across!

A girl's weapon is her clothes.
Let's drink to general disarmament.

An eagle flew high in the sky. And the Eagle had a beautiful pearl necklace around his neck. Suddenly, a golden eagle flies out from behind a cloud and says to the Eagle: “Give way to me!”
But the proud Eagle said: “No!” and did not give way. And they began to fight. They fought day and night and no one could win. In the heat of the fight, Berkut accidentally broke the necklace and the pearls scattered all over the Earth...
So let's drink to those Beautiful Pearls that sit here among us!

Women are flowers. And the flowers are beautiful when they bloom.
So let's drink to promiscuous women!

People say: "If you want to make the right decision, consult your wife and do the opposite. I drink to our wives, who give us the opportunity to find the right solution in a difficult situation.

One wise Georgian said:
If you want to be happy for one day, get drunk.
If you want to be happy for a week, pretend to be sick.
If you want to be happy for a month, get married.
If you want to be happy for a year, get a mistress.
If you want to be happy all your life - be healthy, dear!
And for this every day, do exercises!
So let's drink to the happiness of all those present - to health!

A real man is a man who remembers a woman's birthday exactly and never knows how old she is.
And a man who never remembers a woman's birthday, but knows exactly how old she is, is her real husband.
Let's raise our glasses to real men!

Suliko and Shota lived and fell in love with each other. They fell in love and got married. Just got married, Shota has to go on a business trip.
“Don’t worry,” he says to his young wife, “I’ll be back in three days.”
Three days have passed, three times three days have passed, and Shota does not return, ten times three days have passed, and Shota is still gone.
The young wife became agitated and sent telegrams to ten faithful friends in ten cities. And telegrams came from ten cities from ten true friends:
— Don't worry, Shota is here!
So let's drink to true friends who do not fail in trouble!

A toad crawled over the rails. A train drove by and cut off her legs. The toad crawled away and thought: “The legs were beautiful, we should return.” As soon as she climbed onto the rail, the train again passed and cut off her head.
So let's drink to not losing our heads because of beautiful legs!

Two disputants came to the wise Georgian with a request to judge them. He first listened attentively to the plaintiff, and when he had finished speaking, he told him:
- "Yes, you are right!"
Then the defendant began to make excuses. The wise man listened to him very attentively. And then he said:
- "You are absolutely right!"
Here the sage's wife intervened.
“How can it be that both disputants are right?” she asked her husband quietly.
The sage thoughtfully kept silent, thought and said to her:
"You know what, you're right too!"
This toast is for those who are always right!

It was once said by a Georgian sage: "Beware of the goat in front, the horse behind, and the woman on top."
For if you gape, she will sit on your neck. Men, if you have osteochondrosis of the neck, do not start it, treat it ... and most importantly, take care of your eyesight. Your vigilance is guarding the boundaries of personal sovereignty!

Somewhere high-high in the mountains of Georgia, where the air is clear as a baby's tear, and the bistra wrecks are like a misl, Gil-Bil, a young horseman, a katori grazed sheep (he beat a shepherd). And then one day, when he was tending his sheep, the ringing silence of the mountains was cut through by the trill of a mobile phone. All the rams stopped living grass and turned their heads to the young shepherd. The shepherd took out a telephone and turned to the sheep and said:
- Calm down, this minya!
So let's drink for the fact that no sheep would interfere with us to communicate today!

In ancient times, an old frigate was wrecked in the ocean. Only one person was able to escape - he grabbed a floating long plank and remained on the surface of the water. Half an hour later the second victim emerged from nowhere and grabbed the other end of the plank. The first one started crying.
The second asked:
- Why are you crying?
The first one said:
— Wah! There is nothing to treat such a guest!
So let's drink to dear hosts who will always find something to treat even uninvited guests.

Dear... I drink to your coffin, made from a hundred year old oak tree that I planted this morning.

What do you want to be, Gogi, when you grow up? the visitor asked the kid.
“I want to become a businessman like dad,” Gogi replied. “Yesterday he took me to the office, and I really liked the way he works and spends time there.
- And how will you work?
“In the morning I’ll go to the office, sit down at the table, light a long cigarette, start saying that I have an awful lot of work to do and that after dinner I’ll have to start. Then after dinner I will go with a businessman friend to a restaurant and eat and drink, then I will return to the office and I will scold everyone for not doing anything. Then I'll go home and, terribly tired, lie down on the sofa and watch TV.
So let's drink to the children - our future!

There is a mountain of Love in Georgia. Many ancient legends are associated with it.
Once a young shepherd and a princess fell in love and ran away from home. The old prince sent a chase after them. The lovers climbed the Mount of Love. The prince's servants overtook them. And then the shepherd said:
Let me jump first!
“No,” said the princess, “then I will die of torment.”
And the princess was the first to rush down. The shepherd looked at her lifeless body and descended from the mountain of Love.
So let's drink to those men who get out of the elevator first!

Vano is walking in the mountains. Suddenly, Vano hears a terrible scream. Vano sees the entrance to a dark cave. Vano enters the cave. He walks, he walks... Suddenly he sees: a Phoenix bird sits with its bare bottom on a hot frying pan and yells.

Wano asks:

- Listen, Phoenix bird, why are you sitting with your bare ass on a hot frying pan and yelling?

- Wow, Wano! If I hadn't been sitting with my bare bottom on a hot frying pan and yelling, then who would have paid attention to me?

So let's drink to our women, who don't have to sit bare-assed in a hot frying pan and yell just to get attention!

Once an old man lived in a distant Georgian mountain village, and his beautiful daughter was beaten. And so he decided to marry her. He called the jigits and said to them this speech:
“The one of you who climbs this high mountain so that not a single pebble falls from under his feet, catches a mountain sheep there, brings him to my feet and slaughters him so that not a single drop of blood falls on my snow-white bathrobe, and so, one of you will become the husband of my beautiful daughter. And whoever does not do this, I will kill him.
And then the first dzhigit came out. He was brave, dexterous, intelligent, but one small grain of sand fell from under his feet - and his old father killed him.
Then the second horseman came out, and he was also brave, dexterous, smart, handsome. He brought the mountain sheep to the feet of the old father and began to cut him, the sheep, in the sense, the throat with his sharp dagger. But one small drop of blood fell on the snow-white robe of the old father - and the second horseman fell, stabbed, next to the first.
And then the third horseman came out, and he was the most proud, brave, dexterous and handsome. He brought the ram to the feet of the old father, surgically cut the throat of the ram without a single drop of blood, and joyfully looked at the old father. But his old father killed him too. The beautiful daughter screamed in horror:
- Listen, atez! After all, the third horseman did everything as you ordered! Why did you slaughter him?
And the old father said to her:
- For company!
So let's drink to good and warm company!

A man was driving from one village to another. The road passed among the mountains of Georgia, winding between rocks, along cliffs and abysses. Suddenly the donkey stopped - and not from a place. The owner began to pull him, goad him. The donkey stands rooted to the spot. The owner began to scold him with bad words, call him names, whip him with a whip. But the donkey, as it stood, remained standing. Then he went. And then a man saw a huge stone around the bend, he had just fallen, and if his donkey had not stopped, then ... The owner hugged the animal and thanked.
So let's drink to the fact that we always listen in a dispute to the opinion of another person, even if he is a donkey!

My great-grandfather used to say: "I want to buy a house, but I don't have the opportunity. I have the opportunity to buy a goat, but I don't have the desire." So let's drink to ensure that our desires coincide with our capabilities.

At a driving school in Georgia, a driver's license applicant takes an exam. The inspector explains the traffic situation:

You are driving down a narrow road. On the left - high-high mountains. On the right - cool-cool abriv. Suddenly on the road - a beautiful girl. And next to her is a terrible, terrible old woman. Who will you press?

Of course, the old woman!

Fool! .. You need to press the brake!

So let's drink to the fact that in a difficult situation we do not forget to press the brake!

On the beach, a girl asks her mother: "Mommy, why do aunts have smooth bathing suits, and uncles have bulging ones?" The mother was embarrassed, she wanted to spank the girl, but then she said with a serious look: "And the uncles, daughter, put money there."

I propose a toast to rich wallets!

And then one small but very proud bird said:

Personally, I will fly directly to the Sun!

And she began to rise higher and higher, but very soon she burned her wings and fell to the very bottom of the deepest gorge!

So let's drink to the fact that each of us, no matter how high he rises, never breaks away from the team!

One Georgian tells a friend:

Understand! I went to the doctor, and he says to me: "You can't drink! You can't smoke! You can't be with women!"

Poor fellow! sympathizes friend.

What poor thing am I? I gave him money... and he allowed me everything!

Let's drink to rich people!

Let's drink to those men who can stand up for themselves and lie down for others!

Who lies - he does not fall. The one who runs falls. Let's drink to the runners!

I am walking one night through the park, the moon, the stars, and the guy and the girl are kissing on the bench. I go another time: the moon, the stars... and the same guy on the same bench is kissing another girl. I go next time: night, moon, stars... and the same guy, on the same bench, already with the third girl.

So let's drink to the constancy of men and the inconstancy of women!

Once a swallow with her little chicks escaped from predators and ended up on the edge of a deep mountain gorge. And the first chick began to ask:

Mommy, move me and I will always love you!

You're lying! - said the swallow and threw him into the abyss.

Mama, move me, and someday I will save you too! - said the second chick.

You're lying! - said the swallow and also threw him into the abyss. And the third chick said:

Mom, save me, and when I grow up I will also save my children!

But you are telling the truth, - said the swallow and saved him.

So let's drink to the bitter truth!

An elderly man was standing at a bus stop, a young man approached him and asked: "What time is it?". The man didn't react at all. The guy repeated his question. Again silence. With a strong curse, the stranger left.

The person next to me asked indignantly:

Well, what a manner, why didn't you answer the young man?

I'll tell you why. Here I am, standing here by myself, waiting for the bus. A guy comes up to me and wants to know the time. Let me answer. Then we can start a conversation, and he will offer: "Let's drink a glass." Then we'll drink one and another. Then I will offer him a snack, and we will go to my house, fry sausage with eggs in the kitchen. At that time my daughter will come in, and he will fall in love with her, and she with him. After a while they will get married. But why such a son-in-law who cannot buy a watch for himself.

So let's drink to men who can buy everything they need!

They say that a losing streak sometimes turns out to be a take-off.

So let's drink to our joyful prospects on the runway!

Let's drink for honest and modest people! Especially since there are so few of us left...

Don't drink water if you can drink wine!

Don't drink wine if you can drink good wine!

Don't drink good wine when you can drink very good wine!

And most importantly, do not forget to drink so that you always have money for something that is better!

Women are divided into three categories - "ladies", "not ladies", and "ladies, but not for you."

Let's drink to the fact that you have lived for 132 years.

And so that at the age of 132 you died.

And not just died, but killed.

And not just killed, but slaughtered.

And not just stabbed, but out of jealousy.

And not just out of jealousy, but for the cause!

So let's have a drink here

In that world they will not give!

Well, if they give -

Let's drink there and drink here!

Friends! Let's drink to our enemies. So that they have everything: a country villa, a luxury car in the garage, Persian carpets, a swimming pool, a fireplace, and of course, a satellite phone that they would only call on 01, 02 and 03!!!

First toast: Goodbye! We won't see you sober today!

No need to chase a woman like a departed tram. Remember that the next tram is coming from behind.

So let's drink for trams to run more often!

God made a man out of clay, and he had a small piece of clay left.

What else do you want to blind, man? God asked.

The man thought: everything seems to be there - arms, legs, head - and said:

Give me happiness.

But God, although he saw everything and knew everything, did not know what happiness was. He gave the clay to the man and said:

Blind your own happiness.

For our success in this matter!

Let's drink to the fact that late at night we were walking down the street and we were attacked by money! But we couldn't fight them off!

Once a young horseman was riding through the mountains of beautiful Georgia with his beautiful wife. He struck strong as a bull, fast as a mountain river, his eyes were like those of an eagle, his dagger was sharp, like an attack of appendicitis, his mind was tortuous, like a scrawl on a hat ...

And now, on a rock, above the road, a mountain goat appeared. And the horseman at full gallop drew his gun and shot at the animal, but not a single muscle trembled on the goat's muzzle. Then he stopped his horse and, taking aim, fired again, but the goat did not even move. Then the horseman got down to the ground, and kneeling down, fired again, but the goat only jumped aside. And when the horseman wanted to lie down for a shot, the goat had already disappeared. Both the young horseman and his young wife died of hunger.

So let's drink to ensure that such goats do not come across on our life path!

Dear women! I wish you always have four animals: a mink on your shoulders, a "jaguar" in the garage, a lion in your bed and a donkey that would pay for it all!

Once a camel asks his mother:

Mom, look at the horse's slim, thin legs, but why do we have such crooked paws?

But we will pass through the desert, but the horse will not be able to, it will get stuck.

Mom, look how straight the horse's teeth are, but why do we have such crooked and bent teeth, and saliva flows all the time?

But we can eat thorns in the desert, but a horse cannot.

Mom, look how smooth and beautiful the back of the horse is, but why do we have such a thing hanging out there?

But we can survive in the desert for two weeks without water, but a horse cannot.

Mom, why the hell do we need all this at the zoo?

So let's drink to survive in our zoo!

A girl's weapon is her clothes.

Let's drink to general disarmament.

An eagle flew high in the sky. And the Eagle had a beautiful pearl necklace around his neck. Suddenly, a golden eagle flies out from behind a cloud and says to the Eagle: "Give way to me!"

But the proud Eagle said: "No!", and did not give way. And they began to fight. They fought day and night and no one could win. In the heat of the fight, Berkut accidentally broke the necklace and the pearls scattered all over the Earth...

So let's drink to those Beautiful Pearls that sit here among us!

A turtle swims along the river, sits on its back poisonous snake. The snake thinks: "I bite - it will drop." The turtle thinks: "If I drop it, it will bite."

So let's drink to true female friendship, which can overcome any obstacles!

Women are flowers. And the flowers are beautiful when they bloom.

So let's drink to promiscuous women!

A guy comes to the sorcerer and asks:

Make me a member to the ground.

The sorcerer thought, thought, and made him ten centimeters long legs.

So let's drink to a well-composed technical task!

Let's drink vodka to the generation that chooses Pepsi! Because we get more!

People say: "If you want to make the right decision, consult your wife and do the opposite. I drink to our wives, who give us the opportunity to find the right solution in a difficult situation.

One evening a young woman came to the telegraph office and in a trembling voice asked for a form. She wrote a telegram on one form, tore it up, then on the second - and tore it again. Finally, she wrote a third telegram and handed it to the window, asking her to send it quickly. When the telegram was sent, and the sender went home, the telegraph operator asked about the first two.

Here is what was written in the first:

Its end. I don't want to see you anymore.

The second had this text:

Don't try to write and see me anymore.

And the third one was:

Come immediately by the next train. Waiting for an answer.

So let's drink to the constancy of the female character!

Recently I was in France and got into a conversation with a Parisian.

A good woman, he said, is one who has a husband and a lover.

Is it? I thought it was bad, I said.

No, the bad one is the one with only a lover.

And I thought it was fallen.

No, the fallen one is the one who has no one.

And I thought it was lonely.

No, a single woman is one who has one husband.

So let's drink Dear friends, for single women!

One wise Georgian said:

If you want to be happy for one day, get drunk.

If you want to be happy for a week, get sick.

If you want to be happy for a month, get married.

If you want to be happy for a year, get a mistress.

If you want to be happy all your life - be healthy, dear!

So let's drink to the happiness of all those present - to health!

Going to war, the king put a chastity belt on his charming wife. Mounting a horse to ride on a campaign, he called his faithful friend and servant to him:

I give you the key to my most important treasury. If I am killed in the war, you will unfasten the chastity belt my wife wears. And you will do it exactly one year after my death. Only you can I entrust this key, for I do not doubt your honesty and nobility.

Honored with such confidence, the friend and servant bowed to the king, kissed the sovereign hand and took the key. The king had not had time to drive far from the castle, when he heard the clatter of hooves: he was overtaken true friend and a servant.

Visako-Visako, where the peaks of the gray Caucasus,
Where the burning sun caresses the blue of the sky,
lived-bil little little bird so blue-eyed
Proud titmouse bird, her name is Aveshavi.

Chito gvrito, oh chito, - that's what her friends called her,
Let her be small, but generous and rich in soul,
Which with its breadth overshadows the whole heavenly distance,
He will greet everyone, whoever comes to visit him in the Caucasus.

Someone wants blue birds, and who is an inaccessible crane.
Everyone dreams of at least tearing a pen from him.
Only there is no better bird for friends than their Aveshavi.
Everyone who knows her will never tire of praising her.

Here are dashing horsemen, pulling their hats over their eyebrows,
Sincere songs are sung about their Suliko.
The kunaks of our bird are practically blood brothers,
They dance so that Tsiskaridze himself would hardly be able to ...

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Song of Kunaks Titmouse

I met a girl, lips are honey, her eyebrow is a crescent,
Peach is juicy and tender - my blood stirred.
She flew away, waving goodbye with her wing, in the sky,
And now the jigit has love in his soul.

Golden-haired, do you want me to give the moon and the stars?
Forty fat rams will I bring to the gates of my father?
On the branched trees we will build huge nests,
And we will live happily in this blooming garden!

I’ll throw a cloak under my feet: “Assa!” And I will dance a lezginka.
Where are you, my Aveshavi, where is my Suliko?
I don’t want a crane, I want a blue-eyed blonde! ..
The bumblebee will buzz to us among the fragrant kurai stalks.

The sun will be reflected in glasses of wine,
There will be hops-suneli kunak sprinkled on barbecue!
Genatsvale! I have important information to say:
Aveshavi, let's quickly sing beauty!

Her speeches are sweet, like acacia honey, like churchkhela.
The heavenly voice intoxicates like intoxicated Khvanchkara wine.
From the confessions of horsemen, fikbuk became a little timid ...
Happy birthday, titmouse! We wish you love and kindness!

... So let's get back to our sheep. To graze a flock
The shepherd drove out under the hoarse barking of dogs.
A winged pair watched him from the sky -
Lanky crane and titmouse. Such a fate

In birds: to look at the earth from an unearthly flight
Bird brethren, notice everything on a sharp turn.
The crane was not worried about worldly concerns
About food and a nest, about offspring in a green boundary.

He admired himself openly - the grace of wings
In the reflection of a mountain lake, a bold bend
neck, slender legs… beautiful and stylish
He imagined himself. Oh, such a body - brains!

And Titmouse on the tree cleaned feathers decorously,
Sending a crane sometimes an unobtrusive look,
The one who said: "And in appearance it seems like a decent man ..."
But actions, not appearance, about many things, friends, they say.

It so happened that a falcon started hunting nearby.
Even a sharp-sighted predator sometimes wants to eat.
And for the falcon, the pursuit of every prey is work,
After all, a lot of gluttonous chicks ask for food - at least howl!

Crane? Or maybe a titmouse for dinner?
Even a small bird is good for chicks.
The crane is preferable, this is not a carcass, but a carcass,
Falcon can be satiated at a time baby.

The falcon fell like a stone, breaking the subcortex of the crane.
The crane lazily caught frogs in the swamp,
Gourmet looking for fat and fat - with caviar,
I didn't expect an attack. Falcon strike surprised!

The crane swayed, its head buzzing like a drunken one.
- Dear Sokol-effendi, you confused me with a titmouse!
The falcon took off again, down again, and the job was done:
The dead crane collapsed, not having time to complete this speech.

***
So let's raise our glasses to the smart titmouse bird!
It is better to be small, but to live long and joyfully.
Let's drink, brothers! And sisters. We are all used to
Compose for friends and drink for their birthday!

November 29th, 2014 02:00 pm

One small but proud bird...

Latvia is a country with a population of just under two million people. One third of the number of only registered residents of the Moscow region and one fifth of the same official number of Moscow. Slightly more than half of the population of the distant Krasnoyarsk Territory.

In terms of territory, Latvia is comparable to such countries as Sri Lanka, Togo, Croatia. It is smaller than Denmark, Bhutan and Haiti. From east to west, the country - from Ludza to Ventspils - can be traveled in six hours, which is about 450 km, and from south to north - from Daugavpils to Valka - in three and a half hours, which is about 280 km.

The population of Latvia consists of twenty percent of "non-citizens". These are people who were born in this country but are not ethnic Latvians.

Yes, do not be surprised that the twenty-first century is in the yard, and in Europe there are countries that deprive part of their population of civil rights. In addition to Latvia, such a racial policy is pursued by Lithuania and Estonia.

Despite the already small number of inhabitants, in fact there are even fewer people in the country. As soon as Latvia joined the European Union, its inhabitants began mass labor migration to the UK and Ireland. According to unofficial statistics, and there is simply no official one, up to 80% of the able-bodied population of this proud country works as servants in hotels Western Europe, repairs plumbing, sweeps the streets. The local population treats them in much the same way as we treat migrants from Central Asia.

There is no economy in Latvia. The GDP is slightly more than in Côte d'Ivoire, and less than in Tanzania. This country is not able to maintain either its own army or navy, therefore all foreign policy statements by the Latvian government are associated with hysterical requests to ensure their security. In response to these statements by the United States and NATO countries placed their bases there, thereby leveling the country's independence as an independent state.

In addition to poverty, or rather because of it, nationalist sentiments are strong in Latvia. Russia, which has been feeding this country for fifty years, is usually called the occupiers and considered enemy number one.

Russia, in response, is still the main sponsor of life in Latvia. We are supplied not only with industrial goods from this country, which are not in demand anywhere else, but we also organize all the cultural events of the proud state. This is the New Wave in Jurmala, and the wailing KiViN in the same place. Flocking to Latvia Russian figures crops provide revenue for hotels, restaurants and, thus, contribute significant part into the country's meager budget.

This summer, the Latvian government finally lost common sense. It came to the point where it was ready to gouge out its own eye, just to make someone worse. To the festival new wave The Latvian Ministry of Foreign Affairs refused to issue visas to some Russian artists.

I, that it's time to stop sponsoring the economy of a country that is unfriendly to us, refuse to import it, and respond to the aggressive and insulting statements of the head of this state that have recently been heard in the news feeds.

It seems we have been heard. Igor Krutoy, who is the organizer of the New Wave in Jurmala, is considering moving the festival from Latvia to another country. In response, the Latvian Foreign Minister