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杜甫仁科 作品
海之歌
导演: 桑采娃
Director of photography: G. Yegiazarov
Co-director: L. Pchelkin Prod. design: A. Borisov, I. Plastinkin
我在内克拉索夫号轮船上
一个迷人的世界从我身边掠过 碧水白沙
青山上的白色小屋
鸟儿在我的头顶上飞翔
夜空中的鸟儿 令我很兴奋
这个人是谁 我不知道 但是他有点眼熟
我们过去常在一起闲逛在这个堤岸
这条养育过人民的大河
我非常高兴能随着船漂流而下
我也很高兴 他在这里
还有那些女孩子 和那些母亲和孩子们
美丽的河工还有那些社员们
-是您吗 -是的
我想可能是您 您在想什么
关于生活 还有多么美丽的国家啊
是啊 多么美好的生活 大多数人意识不到
河水引起我的这些感触
- 您去哪旅行吗 - 回家 回去我出生的村庄
-你呢 -我也是
真像做梦一样
- 告诉我, 你们都在这里工作吗? - 是的
我们在这里做清理工作 我是把树都清除掉
- 我是新卡霍夫卡的泥瓦匠 - 是吗
您一定是一名作家吧 是的
尽管我年纪小 我参加过战争 当过营长呢
- 你的家人呢 - 只有母亲还在
- 你父亲呢 - 他阵亡了. - 我也是.
- 你的朋友怎么了 - 她叫斯瓦里
斯瓦里 你为什么哭啊
她哭是因为很痛苦
- 这是你的孩子吗 - 是的
- 男孩吗 - 是的 - 叫什么
他叫瓦里士克
这是漂亮的孩子
是吗 这是最美丽词来形容他了
- 他爸爸人呢... - 那个混蛋
他会回来的 斯瓦里 我相信
永远不会的 我自己带大他
我的儿子 我会养他的
别晃
我想睡了
我做了个梦
我飞啊 飞啊.
飞到哪
奇怪的女人 一边睡着一边做梦飞翔
醒醒 作家同志想要问你话
我飞啊 飞啊
一个人的视力能达到多远
尽管人类很渺小 但人类是伟大的，
在这个小小的星球上 人类只活了一瞬间
生生不息地 却掌握了整个宇宙
我是一个不朽的人类
一个人存在的时间和空间 微不足道
但人类是不朽的 因为他创造出美好的事情
你不认识那个地方了吗
沙滩不见了 康卡 你看到了吗
那是昔日的大扎波里齐亚草地。
现在已经是河床了 到处是鱼 我们已经挖了40000公顷
是啊 不停地挖
看啊，快到贝里斯拉夫和卡霍夫卡。
卡霍夫卡 传说的中的地方
1920年 我们曾经在那里镇压维兰杰
我父亲以前是个雇农
很久以前 他们从Mykola被雇到Pokrova 来来回回地走
- 用脚走到那儿 - 对 用脚 兄弟.
他们沿着第聂伯河的大草原搬迁。
带着大包小包的行李铺盖
听到了吗 兄弟
我的朋友
赶着牛车离开了
遥远地离开了故乡
他们哭泣啊 哭泣……
离家这么远，我会客死异乡
在跨越大海之前
我的翅膀会磨损掉
你想啊 妈妈 我就是个小人物 虽然经历过战争 I=但是
- 城市保卫战中受伤两次 - 但你当时是最年轻的
是的，当时其他人都死了
那是命运啊. 但你为什么要离开我? 留在这里吧 Ivanochku.
妈妈 我不能
看看周围 多么美好 多么美丽 多宁静.
雷声和机器的轰鸣声才是我需要的妈妈 我需要工作
看那些樱桃树花马上就要盛开
- 难道就不是美景吗 - 我更喜欢不一样的美景
至少你在这里可以做点小生意啊
到那里没日没夜地开拖拉机有什么好
我是一个建筑工人 等我五年吧 我会回来的
- 为什么违背社员的承诺 - 违背? 胡说八道.
- 我去外面的世界看看 看看半个欧洲 - 我们也是
集体农场很无聊 除了干农活什么都没有
对我和我的达尼奇卡来说什么都没有 没有灯光 没有剧院 也没有俱乐部
一切都被封锁了 令人沮丧。
我走了 就像鱼冲破这个网子
- 或者一只鸟冲破牢笼 - 等等 等一会儿
你想过国家吗
哦拜托 我不再喜欢耕地了
让我想想自己喜欢什么吧
即使离别的悲伤烦扰我
再见
沙克 你还是等等吧
飞走吧 沙克 不管发生什么 记住 我们对你没有怨恨
我们会想你的 你过去的辛勤劳动.
这是你的命运 你要为祖国做面包
为了建设祖国 去做点贡献吧，
你明白了吧
所以不管怎样 我们都不会停止 和你这样一个没用的人说话。
当心吧 土地知道谁曾经背叛了它
- 我的孩子 - 别再 问我了妈妈
- 也许我能找到个人问问 - 奥莉西亚，亲爱的
我想被爱 妈妈 就像你一样。 也许 我会设法找到那个人
哦，田野里有个湖 里面有一个浮桶
松木的浮桶 别让我们的心落空 伤心
现在没什么能阻止他们了离开村庄
他们被教导过 还有塔蒂亚娜 一切都结束了
现在我们要么停止教育或者重建村庄。
- 为什么 - 和声被扰乱了 明白吗？
什么意思
他们对集体农场感到厌烦 所以他们挣脱了
卡霍夫卡就在附近 正在修建运河 看看建设得多好
在那里 有大坝、有城市 有文化的宫殿 还有街上的鲜花
真是天壤之别
哦，田野里有个湖 里面有一个浮桶
干得好 这里的人真了不起
瞧啊，格雷科夫来了 他是水力机械化之王
一个伟大的人 记住他叫 米哈伊尔彼得罗维奇
欢迎
你知道谁向你问好吗 这位是 费多琴科将军。
我们一个航班的 他现在负责核电的事宜。
真的吗 ，我会在他的指挥下好好工作 将军住在哪里
他要回家 看他的父亲
他还要告别他的小屋
爸爸 为什么我们要徒步走去看爷爷 为什么不坐车子去
- 你爷爷说 要走回家的 - 爷爷不能命令你啊
- 为什么 - 因为你是将军
别打搅我 我在思考
多么幸福的人 终于要回家了
为奋斗而快乐，这个是无与伦比的幸福
在残酷的战斗中 我的人民终于取得了胜利。
为胜利而快乐 我曾经就是光着脚的牧羊人
从小放牛 长出我的第一个老茧。
真无聊 我真的无法在这里呆着过活
你这个将军的儿子一点用没有 农场工人的儿子可不理你
爸爸 那是什么山
斯基台国王的坟墓。
-你研究过 斯基台国王吗 - 不 我没有
这是我的家 赤脚的童年和狂妄的青春。
我祖父是扎波里兹人的 曾经在那儿站岗
祖祖代代已经过去250年了
而我 为了赶走敌人 我自己已经流了血
开火
酒
夜莺 夜莺
不要打搅士兵
十二年过去了 我回来了
来到我们家大河上的祖居。
虽然走了一段艰难的路 但这是胜利之路。
法西斯已经倒下了。
自由的国家出现了 新生活开始了
前进 前进 费多琴科
对不起
日安 请问怎么去到我的小屋
- 什么小屋 - 马克西姆·费多琴科的。
等等
- 你是? - 伊格纳茨
- 玛利亚？
是你吗 伊格纳茨? 哦上帝
- 我认出你了 - 我也认出你了
- 你现在是个了不起的人了 - 我现在是将军了
真没想到啊 你最近怎么样
我没有什么可抱怨的 但情况对我们很糟糕
我丈夫很早就被杀了 他没有战斗太久就牺牲了 可怜的灵魂。
孩子们呢? 三个从未回来 其中一个是潜艇指挥官
另一个当了建筑师 建设卡霍夫卡 我女儿也想去那儿
- 时间在流逝 玛利亚 - 是啊 一眨眼的功夫啊
- 三十年了 - 是啊
我以为你不会认出我光着脚。
够了 瞧你的小屋 你看见那棵高高的梨树了吗？
- 这是你儿子 - 是的 为什么不问好
- 我为什么要问好? 我不认识他. - 没关系 现在的年轻人啊
她16岁的时候 他才18岁。
在静谧的夜晚，在阶梯边 他第一次默默握住她的手
他是唤醒她温柔的人 梦想着幸福。
但现在是很久以前了 就好像从未发生过一样
- 你叫什么 - 萨什科
- 你姓什么？ - 费多琴科
费多琴科？ 你父亲叫什么
- 奥帕纳斯 - 奥帕纳斯. 你是奥帕纳斯的儿子？
你知道我是谁？ 我也是你叔叔 费多琴科他也是叔叔
我是费多琴科。 我也是 我也是
你们为什么都在院子里？
是你吗 伊格纳茨？
多么好的小屋 他看上去没那么小
- 对于所有人来说 这太正常了 - 我出生在这里？
是的 出生在这 但时间会让人感到陌生
对 我真不敢相信
窗外有棵梨树 这是托梁上的环。
你的摇篮曾经挂在这里 你妈妈在这里养育你
就在这张长凳上
很久远了
- 还是那个长凳 - 还记的你母亲的歌声吗
海鸥在飞翔
- 我父亲呢 - 他在村里盖房子
他仍然为建造文化之家和书记争吵
窗太小了 安装的位置也错了
- 谁 - 萨夫卡·扎鲁德尼 书记.
- 萨夫卡?他是个好书记 - 是的 非常好
非常努力 善解人意 不过 他们说他在政治上不称职。
- 为什么 - 他只喜欢他的伏特加
所以他们想开除他。
但没有其他候选人
前几天来的时候气呼呼的
他的脸色气得比红色还红
他说：将军 不会真要回来了吧？
他真的很想见你
他来了
- 你不认识我了吗 - 不
我也是
你是扎鲁德尼吗
- 是 - 好吧，我的弟兄
真高兴见到你
- 我们曾经在一起钓过鱼 - 经常一起割草，游泳
给马喂草吃 你好吗？
- 还行 - 生活怎么样
嗯 我们生活在一个伟大的时代 所以我们必须为这个特权付出代价
- 会有战争吗 - 不应该有。
这只是为了安慰我们？ 还是你问的是赫鲁晓夫？
我问了赫鲁晓夫一次又一次 你知道 我们都想要和平
我们的愿望应该实现 因为他们太高尚了
我们好久没见面了似乎有一个世纪了
你已经是将军 我只是个村支书
一个村支书跟将军是差不多的
只是这些农民的妻子和孩子的最高指挥官，
年轻人和你在一起或者在阿里斯塔科夫 施工现场 他们想学习。
- 那太好了 - 我不见得
所有人都逃离这片土地.
会持续多久
三十个男孩和女孩完成了学业
只有一个决定成为一名农学家。
我女儿也去了卡霍夫卡 学水利工程
多美啊 你要是能看见她就好了 聪明又可爱 我的凯特琳娜。
你很快就会见到我父亲。 我太兴奋了
我们开车穿越海床 就像在一个童话故事 村庄将消失。
多美啊十年后 这地方将是个天堂。
靠边停车 让我们送这个女孩一程
- 瓦莱丽，你太无情了 - 我知道是不对的
卡蒂娅 当我和你在一起的时候我不需要 任何人 我感觉很好
我崇拜你瓦莱丽 看看你要去哪里。
慢下来 我害怕 你为什么难过?
那是萨瓦·安德里奥维奇 卡霍夫卡的车。
- 瞧啊 卡帝亚回来了 - 我回来了
今晚我们要谈谈工程师
他很难过 法西斯分子绞死了他的妻子汉娜
他和他的孩子们一起参军
所以我自己照顾卡蒂娅 你要知道。
而且，他的儿子在行动中被杀了
他女儿想离开 所以他很伤心
他盖了一间新小屋有四个房间 但给谁呢
- 爸爸 - 女儿 好啊
瞧瞧 你的新家 喜欢吗
非常喜欢 我总是告诉卡霍夫卡的每个人
没有其他工匠能像我父亲那样
真可爱
- 我喜欢所有新的事物 - 卡霍夫卡很快就会被洪水淹没吗
快了 爸爸 我们重新建了一个新的城市
真的很漂亮 爸爸
一位作家说过：只有两个城市- 列宁格勒和卡霍夫卡。
大家都爱这个城市 第聂伯河在那里是如此令人惊讶的蓝色
是的 那河很蓝 你的那位男士呢 And where's your young man?
- 什么男人 - 我都知道了
- 你的工程师 - 他忙着呢
他回来的路上会顺便来的
- 我希望你认真慎重对待这件事 - 是的爸爸. 一定慎重.
- 你听到了吗有人来了 - 请进
- 你好 什么事啊 - 请问有个男的今天来看您吗？
- 谁? - 我想想.
谁会来
是一个来自卡霍夫卡的工头 他开车去了水坝.
他为什么要来这里？ 他不会来的。
- 工头是谁？ - 这个孩子的父亲
他以前在水坝上工作 现在他在卡霍夫卡.
- 我不明白. - 他升职太快了 他想走仕途
可能他觉得我配不上他 就抛弃我了 他很会钻营 又有能力
有一天我想 他可能会来拜访书记您的。
你看上去累了 坐坐歇歇吧
我不累 我只是生气
这太伤我的心了 我太难过了
就好像这个时代不是社会主义了 就像某些悲剧故事和歌唱的那样
但是我知道 不是这个时代造成这样的
喂 好 我就来
见鬼 哪里都没有安宁.
- 凯特琳娜。 - 我来了
我美丽的心肝宝贝 我的心欢喜
- 把木板给我 - 给你
我是你的 我的爱人 只有死亡才能让我们分离
你也是我所有的爱 亲爱的 只有死亡才能让我们分离
乌克兰，我的祖国 乌克兰，我的祖国
那里的人很快乐 为土地祈福
一个车夫在荒野的草原上奄奄一息
如果伏尔加河泛滥 伏尔加 我们的母亲河
我的心在跳动 它漫过河岸
- 伊格纳茨叔叔今天要来 - 他不开车，他坐飞机来的
- 为什么 - 因为他是将军啊
- 我也要当将军 - 胡说 为什么
因为叔叔征服了柏林 那有怎么样 我们也参加攻占柏林
那你为什么是中士 而不是将军？
因为他们 父亲多次受伤。
马克西姆·塔拉索维奇 你好。
你儿子在这了
去他们的计划
这村子怎么了
谁规定的这些小屋非要排成一行
都是些官僚主义的结盟
得了吧 中央委员会已经同意了这项计划
我不在乎 我不想把小屋排成一排
-为什么 -因为我是个工匠 你能理解？
我都快一百岁了 这是什么鬼计划？
- 这只是一个普通的村庄 - 不是 不是普通的
盖一个新村庄有什么不好 难道少了什么吗
- 我就是觉得有些问题. - 什么意思 哪有问题
就是感觉哪里不对 你明白吗
- 但我能做什么呢？ 我不能把建筑学院的人都带来
你就去找吧 让他们在这里开会
应该让明天自己到这里考察一下
那些院士们到底是怎么想的呢
他们会后悔的 那个镀金圆顶和十字架。
还有那个教堂，都是我的祖先建造的。
他们就这样毁了它。
真可惜上帝当时没有出现 如果他能出现一会儿 一定会震怒
对那些亵渎上帝的人 做出审判，
他们破坏了我祖先的作品。
没有尊严 没有敬畏
如果他们不拆 它还能树立三百年。
我们这些老人迟早要死的
那些年轻人会敬畏祖国吗 以及他们的祖先吗
您好父亲 您怎么样啊
日安 阁下
立正！ 根据军人手册
- 好久没见到你了。 - 是的爸爸
- 我很高兴你还在生气 - 感谢上帝 是有一点
你的制服呢？你可以向大家展示了自己
你不穿上制服 在村里的走走？
现在有些人走在街上只穿内衣。
呃 替他们感到可耻。
很高兴你能来 我刚开始 以为我再也见不到你了
摸母亲一直哭到死。
- 那是你儿子吗？ - 对 叫艾力克
来这 别害怕 他是单纯的还是害羞的？
别愣着给你爷爷一些水。
- 什么水 在哪里 - 伊格纳茨，给我点水。
谢谢 他在上学了？
- 你为什么学习这么差 - 不为什么
不是所有人都能学那么好 有些人就是学不好
- 有道理 - 我对数学失望透顶
- 让我问问另一个的问题 - 谁需要你问问题
- 你长大后想成为什么样的人？ - 我要当检察官或法官。
- 谁告诉你的 - 妈妈
那你为什么要成为法官
因为不需要学数学 只学犯罪学
- 什么是犯罪学 - 各种各样的犯罪
你有什么能力
审判那些罪犯呢
我不需要什么本事。只要有条款 照着用这些就行了
法官…… 不如当我的木匠怎么样？
- 不 - 为什么?
- 因为我爸爸是将军 - 如果他命令你当木匠呢
我才不要
这里太无聊了 全都是做手工的
- 这就是为什么你想尝试做别人 - 是的
把那个棍子递给我.
- 你好 - 真是温馨的家
我能进来吗
欢迎。请您来调研 请进入餐厅
- 不错的地方 - 祝你今天愉快
- 请坐吧 - 多好啊 窗户俯瞰大海
你要去卡霍夫卡。我们要把所有卡车都开过来
- 把土都运过去 筑起堤坝 - 那房子呢
我们会完成的，明天就把旧的拆了
我给你两天时间 然后你们就搬离 再见
在新屋里喝一杯
- 那好吧.. - 敬什么呢
敬旧的房子 还是新房子 还是新路
祝一切顺利 让所有东西变得干净又宽敞。
上帝祝福
看。更多的人来了
那么多人
我承认是我召集了所有人
我知道 很多人来自不同的城市。
很多人好久没有回来 差不多半个多世纪了 大家今天都是第一次见面。
大家都很兴奋，对不断变化的世界感到惊讶
以及时间的不可抗拒的滚滚洪流 建筑师贝兹维克希
他有一位兄弟是艺术家叫贝泽尔克希
有捕鲸者齐巴尔， 刚从南极巡游回来。
他们是飞行员
这里有个看门人，热心地负责“进入” 或“禁止进入”
这是一位副部长 她一个非常聪明的女人
否则 他管理不好一个行政部门办公室
由于她的不懈努力和远见卓识， 让她得了近视，
所以结果她再也认不出她年少时的玩伴了
显然她的朋友没有取得她显赫的位置
在集体农场 大家都开始憎恨她了
- 菲比 她自己却觉得很了不起 - 瞧 她是怎么目中无人的样子
你还记得她是上学的成绩有多糟糕 比我们差多了
真没想到啊
- 叔叔，按喇叭 - 叔叔
- 见鬼吧，别再找我麻烦了 - 叔叔 来吧 按喇叭
去 真想吃了这只鸡
小心点 你们这些小杂种 去你们的 乱扔棍子
即使我们生活很穷 却像罂粟花一样绽放。
- 你好 - 你好 克里什蒂娜阿姨
让我好好看看你 哎呀 我们现在只能说告别了
只能默默抹眼泪 没有人能回去了 记得的永远是诀别
难道我们在家里没有快乐吗？ 生活是如此枯燥吗？
当然不是
你们都撒谎 上校和将军 更不用说知识分子他们都是一样的
布莱肯·哈尔科 这个市侩鬼 你见过布莱肯吗？
- 瞧 布莱肯出现了 - 你开玩笑吧 哪儿
他来了 就是那个体户投机商
哈尔科 真是个暴发户 瞧他那德行
告诉我 亲爱的客人们 现在已经十年了 日日夜夜 我都问太阳
还有星星 告诉我 我的儿子伊万 是不是仍站在柏林的广场上？
是的 他仍在
告诉我 他是不是一手拿着剑和一个孩子 告诉我
是的妈妈 他仍站在那里
请照顾他 别让他的剑和孩子掉下来
这是他的衣服
她的七个儿子牺牲在那场战争
悲伤痛苦的令他们的母亲神志错乱了
当她的养女将一张阵亡战士纪念碑的照片 给她看时
她被这种相似性惊呆了 它就犹如她的亲生儿子伊凡的雕像一样。
他就在那儿 他就在那儿.
你好啊 真高兴见到你 你们终于到家了 团聚在一起了
.太棒了 看看有多少聪明才智的人在这里
我们的集体农场已经给了国家。
祝你们今天愉快
欢迎
- 瞧那是谁在那儿 胆小鬼。 -是我萨瓦·安德烈
- 刚从南极海回来? - 是的
我环顾四周一切都像在梦里。
你好
我真高兴 欢迎您
看看四周 这里竟有190名教师和农学家
医生还有工程师 六个上校 这些战争幸存下来的人
Sokyrenko上校 邦达连科，
- 多罗申科 - 在这
-比洛肯 - 到! - 丘布上校! -到!
南极船长瑞娃.
- 波罗克尼亚将军 - 好久没见你了
费多琴科将军
你好 你好
也许在去过首都之后， 你不太高兴来到这里。
我们这里什么都不出名 除了干旱和灰尘。
我们没有帮手， 也没有集体农场的劳模
我们不是很好 没有劳模 没有帮手
我们缺少人
年轻人长大后 有些人展翅飞翔 飞到外边 另谋高就了
其他没有翅膀的人像躲避地狱一样逃跑了
去了有沥青马路的大城市 去电力多 税收少的地方
- 我们已经学会了如何播种 - 萨瓦·安德里奥维奇
让我说下去
我的演讲可能有失偏颇 但没关系
最重要的是
海潮即将来临
我们的村庄会永远消失在波涛之下。
就在这个地方，我们的祖先养育我们长大
这里有我们的爱情 悲伤 还有幸福
这里会变成海床
那里有我们的母亲 还有那些姐妹们 所吟唱的歌声
将变成海床
艺术家当然可以画出来 数百张老村庄的照片。
但是没有艺术家。。。 没有艺术家。。。
但可以让人们看到 在共产主义的统治下 这里形成的海床
它不是自然形成的 不是什么古代志留纪形成的
而是我们的这些工人和农民 填海造出来的
我想：因为他们缺乏智慧
我为了阻止他们继续堕落的灵魂
所以 我召集你们
写信邀请你们来。
谢谢萨瓦·安德里奥维奇。 谢谢您。这是正确的。
等一会
我为什么也要听你的传唤
我的工作上写着 我不是个艺术家
我只是个卖电冰箱的。
对 但是鹰和隼 不会单独出现的
麻雀们会跟着的 无利不起早
各个地区的投机商和代理商 现在都想占我们便宜
趁机会掠夺我们的鸭，鸡，苹果，还有烈酒，
我们就给他们鹅，给他们蛋 让他们摘樱桃，送他们奶油
有些人他们的灵魂早就抛弃了土地
却喜欢花四分之一个世纪的时间 在办公室里流汗
或者像哈巴狗追着别人的车
我再说一遍 我很高兴。。
首先 根据政府官方的指示
这个村庄将被淹没
不管聚集在这里的人 是否有意见
这是很重要的一点
其次 我亲自过来通知你们 就是为了……
就是为了让我们最后看一眼自己的小屋
我是说，因为有些人会跟你永远道别了
你这个冰箱佬 请离开我的视线！
好吧
这个村有五位将军 曾经生活在这里
这是你曾经爱过的树
我砍倒了樱桃树还有杏子树...
但我为你保留了梨树。 直到你的到来。
你自己砍吧
他们正要砍树呢
你真漂亮
一去不复返了了
你的一生一直在追求进步 往前看
是的
来吧
费多尔琴科
听着，也许，你知道，也许
我们应该把这些都转换成安全的原子能。
你怎么看原子时代？
对 但我们的海洋水力发电 跟原子能没有半毛钱关系
但有了水的供应 疏通到南方才会令生活繁荣 。
我说，也许， 我们应该让梨树就这样呆着吧。
既然是将军阁下 就应该宽容一些。
也许大海会绕道 淹不到这里呢
随便蔓延到哪去 也淹不到
我错了吗
别担心我们的梨树和小屋了
我们已经规划了好千年的国家命运了
小伙子们干什么去
去大海还是沼泽地？
大海
我不唱歌也不跳舞。 我受够了。
- 你只能怪你自己 - 我没在听你说.
你做事一心二用可不好
我能怎么办 今天我该清理了井边的花园。
我们以前喝的那个井
那口井有我的父亲和祖父的回忆，明白吗？
振作起来。有我呢
想想大海 还有新的卡霍夫卡。
我见过他们。他们在那里很好。
那里有两万个年轻人
在筑坝 ，就在第聂伯河边的城市附近
这个地方，充满了过去的灰烬。 玛丽亚！帮忙
- 但你也在造海 - 是的 ! 他妈的！
忘了它吧
我们曾经诅咒战争 但我们赢得了战争。
那就别管我了 让我生气一会儿。
大海 大海
这是一个伟大的历史必然。
- 我听了100遍了。 - 大草原已经等了100年了
哦 真的吗 谢谢你启发我
沙漠正侵蚀欧洲
到处都是干涸的水井。 大海是我们唯一的选择。
我很难过，明白吗？ 你不能理解我的痛苦吗？
就两天。我就是不能 对任何事情都热情不起来
停下 兔崽子
来吧
海岸就在那儿，在溪边。
半岛应该在这里
但是我们必须爬上山顶。
祝你好运，老大。
准备好拆了吗
等下 等等
请让转身好吧
尽管来吧
哦，我珍贵的小屋 我为什么要离开你
没有你我该怎么办。。
不管怎样我们都会把它推平
别威胁我。我经历了更糟的。
萨瓦·安德里奥维奇。 萨瓦·安德里奥维奇，他疯了
他没疯
- 那他为什么不拆他的小屋呢？? - 他会的 冷静点
他断然拒绝了
他讨厌命令。这么多命令 他不能马上服从
- 为什么会这样 - 谁知道呢。他没有这个天赋。
他发脾气，使人觉得他做任何事都是出于恶意。
最后一次。你会清理土地吗
不仅仅是土地。
我会把衬衫给你的如果你对我笑一次。
让我看到你眼中的美好。 不是你现在这样的。
- 我们没时间笑了 - 现在他想要微笑
我们现在应该立即去造海
微笑吧。别那样看着我。
跟我谈谈。今天是很好的一天。
你的太太和孩子怎么样了
祝海的生日快乐
不用等了。他没有那种天赋。
对。没有天赋。你能怎么办。
懦夫会假装勇敢一次，
守财奴有时假装慷慨，
一个恶棍 偶尔假装拥有善良的灵魂。 一个悲伤的人也能假装喜悦
只有一件事造不了假
对。不只有这里 其他一切都结束了。
如果你没有听明白 他们会大声喊叫告诉你
真糟糕
是的
拿到任何金属了吗
你说你有金属 立即装载。
我们在筑坝
什么
记住：拖延意味着死亡
明白吗 就这样
乳齿象。。。他们没有灵魂。
今天 我问了一个作家
你最喜欢什么？什么是你不能失去的？
什么会激励你去做伟大的事？ 为了牺牲自己？
日夜受苦？
一些不会让你睡觉或放松。
你个人，只有你一个人，只有你？
告诉我，我对他说， 你最具个人创造力的激情，
没有火的话，世界会崩溃吗？
还是没有这种激情？
有！
是的，大坝。四年的奋斗
美就在我们面前，这让我们很高兴。
这太重要了.
让我们开始筑坝关闭河道
让那里有光。让这里有大海。
想想我们说的话。
检查淹没区域：河岸、堤坝和水坝。
海床，建设和移民安置。
- 检查了 - 有什么不高兴、生气或忘记的吗？
一切都应该是合理、清晰、透明。
那是什么
他不想？
但是每个人都想要更好的生活
这个没有。他和他的小屋在一起 见鬼去吧。
你解释过我们会淹死他吗？
他不相信。
你解释得不够好。 你不知道怎么跟人说话
准备好我的车去接泽伦伊库。
你一定要讲道理，讲真话
不要被叫声吓到。
不仅仅是我。区委员会书记也来了。
我们一直在描绘光明的未来整整四个小时
保重，格里戈里，祝你好运
- 再见 - 再见.
让我们少说未来吧。
I belong to the here and now.
- In what way? - I work for the future the same as you.
You're talking nonsense!
- All the best to you. - Aristarkhov will drown you here.
I've seen worse. Aristarkhov has his own opinion and I have mine.
Goodbye Grygori.
So long!
The sea will encircle this area. And I'll have my own little island.
What island? It'll be three meters deep right here where we stand.
And the waves in bad weather. This is sea.
Fine. If we're to drown, then let's do so at home.
Yes. We'll sign that nobody is to blame for our deaths.
This is stupid.
- And such a comic death. - Well? So what!
At least I'll die happy
Hello, Grygori Lvovych, Domna Karpovna.
Greetings!
- Working? - Hell no. We quarrel.
- Who are you? - Aristarkhov.
Nice to meet you. You've come to drown us.
To congratulate you on the new sea. A new happiness.
- No good. - Feel bad?
Certainly. We're like storks on the roof, looking for a new home.
You are warm-hearted, and so you feel sorry. - Thank you.
Personally I'm not sorry for you. Quite the opposite.
Well... that's your job.
Forget the hut. We'll drown 45,000 houses at the nearby construction site.
Going to bulldoze the whole city, Novogeorgiyevsk...
And how much does the city cost? - 940,000,000.
Devastation...
Rather, we'll get energy for two billion.
It's like this, some feel sorry, some afraid.
Let me tell you a secret.
I must say, I can't sleep at night either.
It's nearing, every single day...
- The sea? - Yes.
How will it behave?
Might the water go down into the sand-stone?
What will the Spring floods be like?
Can we hold back the pressure of billions of cubic meters of water?
We are building the dam... on tertiary sands.
The whole world is watching us.
It is very difficult, Grygori Lvovych.
Our sympathies... God grants you will make it.
But beware.
- Of what? - The snakes are crawling upwards.
Into the willow hollows. Grass snakes and asps. The water is going to be high.
Domakha!
- What? - Come down.
Call the bulldozers.
I'm not coming down.
I'm sorry, we'll be quarreling for couple of days yet...
You're trying to build a new image for our lives.
But admit it, we don't fit.
On the contrary...
We're not much to look at. Our clothes aren't fancy.
Our homes only humble, Our troubles, the steppe.
No mountains, no chasms, no cannonade.
You want to shake people's hearts, don't you. With what then?
Bloody wars are over. Famine, forgotten. Graves on the steppes are overgrown.
- We can't fake the nonexistent. - Of course not.
It hasn't rained for two years now.
- Why is the daily pay so low? - Low, yes. It is.
- And why have folks gone away? - You've exhausted them with work.
A little. Yes, I'll admit it.
A little? You want everything at once.
Well. I'm sorry. But I've not finished.
There's three or four more years yet, god dammit.
Thanks. It's a deal.
- And why? - He drinks horilka. A quart a day.
That's normal. Everything about me is like that.
Do you remember my sons? They were large as well.
Everything about me is like that:
My troubles, hopes, plans...
And... my sorrows too.
Why don't we want you?
Stop it, women. What is this ado good for?
Even children understand. The earth is huge.
So much work. We need more hands.
There is no rain, and the ground waters are disappearing.
And the h-bomb weighs upon the world.
This is our life.
We need waters to stay. The sun to stop feuding with the earth,
And people with each other.
That is our destiny. Don't you see?
- There's so much injustice. - Why, when everything is clear,
why is it so difficult for so long. Why do we lack everything?
I don't know. If I did know...
I'd be a minister. But I'm just a collective farm chairman.
And when things are hard, I remember...
Lenin.
I saw him three times... On the tribune.
At Smolnyi, I was on guard.
I don't remember his words. There were thousands of people.
But I can see him...
as in a vision.
What are you thinking of, my brothers and sisters,
standing at the very foundations of our life? What do you see before you?
Never have I had such a strong desire for my world
to appear before the eyes of all nations in the greatness of its exploits.
For the weak to stand up before the strong and those imagining
themselves falsely superior.
For everything that took place in our extraordinary lives:
victories, difficulties, year long hardships, titanic ascents,
Privations, voluntary and constrained, traces of cold and heat,
And the blood, shed in the giant war.
Everything! Even wrong-doings and mistakes
together with their harsh consequences,
which have always followed the destinies of the great pioneers.
Even for them to appear on the screen in their extraordinary light,
as signs of victory.
- Is Ignatz at home? - Hello.
- Hello Ignatz. - Welcome.
Good day... Korzh. Blazhevych.
- How are you. - Yatsenko? - In person.
- Nagnybida? - Such a long time.
- Recognize me? - We used to graze calves together.
- We conquered Budapest too. - You served in my army?
All of us. I was even wounded... Here and here.
Me too. Got an industrial leg, look.
- My god... How are you? - And you? Thanks.
- No, how are you? - Us? It depends.
- Not too good. But we keep going. - We have our prospect: the sea.
Yes there's hope. Still, some people fall into pessimism.
Savka Zarudnyi is pushing hard.
Ignatz, tell us the truth. As a famous general, and that...
Please. Tell us in all honesty. Tell.
- Why? - What?
I can't... Of course, I've had one too many, sorry.
So I'm going to ask one question.
- Why? - What why?
- Quiet... I got it. - Wait. Later.
After having discussed the international and domestic situation, we decided...
that mankind has got cleverer.
Our enemies have no slogan to lead nations into the battle against us.
There's no slogan, but there's a war machine.
And our enemies can't wait to launch it.
- That's worse. - We are reserve sergeants in peacetime,
Yet for war we're always in active service.
- That's why... - This is secret, Ignatz.
- This is just between us. Okay? - Yes.
Apply to be head of our kolkhoz.
Confound our enemies. What we'd create here by the new sea!
We would turn the world upside down.
Hold it...
I'm grateful... But, you do know my rank?
- It's quite relevant. - Don't give a quick answer.
We'll give you three days. Think it over.
Alone, I walk along the path
Night is still Wilderness close to God
Through the mist The road's stone shines the way
And above The stars are speaking
Today, this writer asks me:
What would like to see in the new picture, what kinds of people,
Great or small? And what about love?
I told him: love, of course.
And many different people. People like us, like you and me.
And he says: Perhaps you are the most important people of all.
Our state, he says, is great because ordinary people are great...
Solemnly the light From heaven enfolds us
And the Earth sleeps In its pale-blue light
- Oh what fine words. - What beauty.
Then he asked me about my private life.
Did you tell him anything about me? What did you tell him?
You should know that for yourself. I told him, we want profound feelings,
and tender words, and kisses, and tears.
- Even curses! - Who? Why?
What an imagination. Why are you crying?
I'm happy to have such thoughts...
Look how nice it is.
- How beautiful. - It's you who is...
- What? - Well... beautiful.
Do you love me?
- Yes. - Say "I love you".
- I've told you already. - I want to hear it.
- I've already answered. - I want to hear this word, Ivanochku.
Maybe we are truly great.
I don't think so. You can't say: A great tip-up driver.
- Or a great plasterer. - Why not?
Because we're so many. It's like saying A great collective farmer.
He said: There are different kinds of people.
- Do you love me? - Yes.
Say ''I love you". Shout it!
There's no one except us and the stars.
I love you so much, Ivanochku.
It's spooky here at this grave even in day time, and really scary at night.
- Aren't you scared? - No. - The Tsar is buried here.
Two thousand years... Imagine what he's like.
- What Tsar? - The Tsar.
He is here. Covered with gold, like his horse.
They search all the graves. Close your eyes.
- Why? - Close them. - And you? - Me too...
Did you see it? - What?
- Didn't see anything? - What should I have seen?
Come on, close your eyes.
- Mykhailyk... It's dark already, and they're not here yet.
- A good lad. - Yes, he's good.
So gifted. Eats a borsch tureen out in a twinkling.
The father is just the same.
Does everything in a rush.
Why are you crying, you rascal?
- Alik hit me. - Why did you hit Mykhailyk?
I just knocked him down once.
- Why? - Because he lies. Lies and swears.
- I wasn't lying. - You were talking about the Tsar.
- What Tsar? - He said he saw him. The Tsar.
Shame on you. He's the youngest.
Beat the tsar out of him.
Looks like one will enter service, the other, probably become a writer.
Or an artist.
- I don't know... How do I live now? - What a fuss. I'm fed up.
How could you! I never thought I'd be so unhappy with you.
You can be happy with someone else.
With whom then? Don't torment me.
Happiness! In these great times there's more important things then happiness.
Like what? Tell me?
Duty... Work... Commitments to the socialist Fatherland.
So that's what you think. You used to say...
I'll say: Spare me your psychology.
Why did you lie to me?
- Every single day. - It's not lies, it's life.
Everything has its beginning and its end, so they say.
I have conceived a baby.
- I don't know. It's to no purpose. - Valerii.
I can't love only you. Others can, I can't.
I'm a natural man. I can't keep pretending. No!
It's no more. I love you all...
You love yourself, and no one else.
Six months ago you swore...
Yes I swore that I didn't know that woman or her child.
Isn't that oath worth more than some vulgar, erroneous fact?
This is terrible... Hear me? Terrible.
Stop tormenting me. Tell me what you want?
- Swear it. - I swear... Swear what?
Forget it.
No, not good, not good... And this Kateryna...
I like her above everyone else. But what's it so special about her?
Love and beauty, but not much else.
I shall marry Svetlana, Svetlana and only Svetlana. Why?
Because her father is the god of hydro mechanization. And that's it.
What is going on, I don't get it,
God damn me. Son of a bitch! Why am I like this? Why?
No, wait, wait, wait... Why?
This isn't the main thing. The main thing is that we build communism.
The dam is growing. The sea is nearing.
And all of this is beautiful. Amazing.
And I act and grow in this great flood.
Yes, I am immoral, partly.
But what do my morals count for. Nothing.
A drop in the ocean. One must look wider.
Wider and higher.
I don't want to live.
Goodbye forever, my little girl.
Never again will I hear your songs, or laughter.
Or play with the children you'll never have.
Yes... there'll be the new sea and new waves.
The steppes shall rejoice, as people shall prosper and thrive...
It's just that... Your lonely father couldn't save you...
He had no time... Never the time.
And someone corrupted your beauty. And your purity.
And so you felt insulted and paid us back...
Oh, we paid generously, girl, So generously.
Who is he? Wake up, tell me who he is?
Stop it, Golyk. Enough! We'll have to impose a severe reprimand.
- Yes. A reprimand. - Comrades...
Reprimand and warning. Right!
But, comrades...
A reprimand perhaps, but no... Don't hurt me.
It's done. And realize what's happened here.
And what people have seen. A formality.
All the fantasies of this so-called morally obsessed author.
As if Kateryna's poor father wasn't crying before the coffin.
As if you hadn't said that deceitful Cain speech of yours.
But all that could have happened after all, Golyk.
I don't know. You seem to be a good worker...
And that hurts.
Yes, I'm a worker. And I won't be modest.
That's why we should discuss this first from the viewpoint of state interests
and industrial production as a whole.
Moreover, I don't see any legal basis.
Just fantasy and empty talk.
Maybe some people benefit, but I can't work like that...
Hello... I'm in a hurry... I have a briefing...
- Hello, Katia... - Hello.
- Well then... How are you feeling? - Alright.
You look wonderful, as always. Are you working?
Yes.
Ever thought of being transferred to another section?
No. Why?
Well, it would be calmer there. Think about it.
- I'm always calm. - Yes.
Isn't it difficult... To study?
On the contrary. Interesting as never before.
Grekov is lecturing today. A man to listen to...
The Russian Federation is rich with mighty rivers.
Ukraine has only got the Dnieper.
But the Dnieper, in the same way as the Volga,
shall end, within twenty years, the era of its so called anarchical existence
and become a series of levels, separated by dams
with powerful hydroelectric power-plants.
And in a same manner as the Dnieper is unique,
its 14 hydroelectric plants, will be unique too,
with 7 situated in the Ukraine.
There'll be no other such hydro technical installations on the Dnieper.
Therefore,
even with the development of atomic energy in the future,
for years to come, in the process of harvest planning,
we can count on our organized water resources.
And our descendants too.
No matter how great their cultural achievements in the centuries to come,
these hydro technical installations from the great age of construction,
shall represent in their minds great signs of our heroic time.
I hate this Grekov. Once he called me a day-laborer in front of everybody.
It's not communism we build with you, but bureaucratism, he said.
But I'll prove myself. I'll marry his daughter and take wing.
Why? Because he's the god of hydro mechanization.
Our enemies say: Mankind shall die in the desert.
That sooner or later, desert will cover the whole globe with its deadly shroud.
This is our planet's fatal destiny.
And the main factor behind the emergence of the desert is...
Mankind.
That is what the undertakers of humanity say.
I want to listen, but I can't.
An indifferent man has humiliated me.
They say he's clever and hard-working. It's not his fault his soul is blind.
Widows who lost their husbands in the great war are the ones to blame.
They have exhausted his heart...
No, I don't believe he's innocent.
I can see in the pear tree, my mother,
crucified by the cruel fascists for us all...
Comrades, be more conscientious. We have to look to the future.
History has tasked us with a different mission.
We have been called upon to show nations their own capabilities,
to guide them on the wise path of existence.
To create seas where the sun, water and earth
have been at enmity for thousands of years.
To draw new rivers upon the plains, rivers as deep and clean
as our drive for peace and brotherhood among the nations.
This is what we are today!
Dad, did they use similar cranes to build channels on Mars?
Yes, probably.
- And the draglines too? - Yes.
- Will we fly there? - Where?
- To Mars. - Why? Life isn't sweet there either.
It's cold out there. Nothing to eat. And a housing shortage.
- Martians are just a name. - Are we better off on Earth?
I don't know, son. That depends.
You must work hard everywhere. We'd be better off
at Yenisey... or Kremenchuk.
Amazing! I wish my wife were here.
She always wanted to see this Dnieper celebration. And here it is.
- Where is she? - She's about to give birth.
- For the fourth time. Imagine! - Congratulations.
Thank you. We have promised each other:
Let's deliver the baby, dam the Dnieper. And then, Goodbye!
At the next construction, I'll apply for crane man.
Create a family brigade, as the boys are growing up.
It's fine labor. Physical activity, but a great deal of mental work.
- Maria... Are you feeling well?
- I'm well. - So soon?
I've been thinking about you all day. Is everything okay?
Yes.
I thought, why not visit the maternity ward to see Maria,
and you... as always.
Come on, let me hold him.
A boy? - Yes. - This is Valeryk, father, Valeryk.
Really? Valeryks are everywhere nowadays...
Little boy. Welcome!
Is that you? So you've come into the world?
Maria. So nice. As if a sprig is growing from my heart.
As if it were me being born for the fourth time.
My little boy...
Who are you?
Comrades... Maybe he's the greatest talent.
Maybe he's a new beacon for mankind?
They have parents too, don't they?
And skies full of stars... and love.
And compassion for each other.
- Listen, he's singing. Comrades.. - He's merely crying.
Don't believe it. Why should he cry?
It is a call, not a cry.
Yelling, he enters his future life.
Listen!
It was soil down there... I sank the channel down 9 meters deep.
You should have made it 9.70.
Nikolay Aleksandrovich, we need more people. We lack craftsmen. Give an order
No, you're responsible. The so called king of geodesy. It's up to you.
Yes... Grekov...
One moment. Quiet, comrades.
- He's marrying your daughter. - Who?
When? I don't get it. Comrades, don't let anyone in.
Wait... Who have you come to see?
You. I work in the quarry. Are you engineer Grekov?
- What do you want? - Svetlana, your daughter.
Sergii Mykhailovych. Look, later, later... Yes, I'm Grekov...
She's marrying my husband Golyk Valerii. I told her everything, the whole truth.
Wait. It's not a good time... I... One moment...
Don't play-act, I know.
The wedding is today, at the club.
Sergii Mykhailovych, I can barely hear you.
Suddenly I'm unwell.
Something's just happened. A shock...
No, not a heart attack.
No. Madness, more like. In the broad daylight.
I'm hanging up, I'm sorry...
You came to see the foreman? Have a seat. He's in a briefing now.
I thought it would be different, this visit.
I've not traveled 150 kilometers to be treated like this.
I thought I'd be in his damn office straight away.
You came to see the foreman? Have a seat. He's in a briefing now.
- You, come here! - What's this?
A murder will be committed.
- Father! What are you doing? Stop! - Hello! Hello!
- Prepare to die. - Father I love him.
- What do you think you are doing? - Love.
I swear, it's misery. Just shame and dismay.
- One moment. - Father... Have some pity.
He debased you. Deceived and dumped you.
Hold it... Wait... Let's say I really... But should it be like that now?..
That's not the problem. It's the tragedy of my rise. Please try to understand.
What are you doing? This is cruel.
Why shouldn't I be cruel to you?
With whose money have you become an engineer?
I didn't shed my blood and lose three sons in Berlin to have you,
you swine, walking all over her. She, the light of my life.
From where?
Out of what hole of the past did you crawl, into the communist light of day?
Good-looking engineer with the morals of a louse.
I despise you!
25 years I've worked without cease. The ground is soaked with my sweat.
I regret nothing.
I have razed my village for this new sea. My own hearth!
The roots of wheat, which pierced the earth.
I grasped them in my brawny hands to cover my body.
If we can do such a things to one another.
To deceive, slander, and debase.
What is this sea good for?
Why do we need new seas,
if our souls are made not of sea waves, but the rottenness of the swamp?
What shall I do with you,
seducer of my child, Young Communist Leaguer?
You were saying?
No. I was lost in thoughts.
What is it? That clacking.
Machine.
Machine gun or typewriter. Makes me recall...
- The war? - All kinds of things.
- Can I see him? - Who?
- The foreman. - He's gone. Didn't you see?
- What do you mean, gone? Gone where? - He was sent for.
- May I congratulate you? - I don't understand.
- Getting married? - What's that?
Keep out of my private life.
It's the private life of engineer Grekov and his daughter.
Here's your register office application. Tear it up now and forget it.
A ninth grade school girl... A lass...
Are you trying to finish off her father on purpose?
- It was my mistake. - A misfire...
Only because Grekov is our most respected engineer,
we shall keep it a secret.
- Thank you. - The end of it!
- Yes. - Your word?.
So, Ignatz Maksymovych... Please have a seat.
You've been to many great hydro-construction sites.
- Yes, almost on every major river. - Which impressed you most of all?
- Try to guess. - Angara.
- No. But it is grandiose. - My folks are dreaming...
The Dnieper is enough for us for many years to come.
But the strongest impression came from my very own village:
I was offered the position of chairman of the kolkhoz.
- I understand. - It was impossible, of course.
We are prisoners of hate and global chaos...
But the words were said, and I agreed within myself.
And so I live with this consent.
- Golyk is here. - Have you sent for me?
If only you knew, Golyk, how depressing it is to see you today.
I can come back some other time.
No. I'm not hiding my sorrow from my dear guest.
This is life, Good and Bad together.
- Bad, Golyk. - I don't understand.
- You're a cad, brother. - Maybe so.
- Very much so. - Grand schemes can't be hitch free.
- Someone might be a cad. - Not someone, you.
We were sent here to take part in this great undertaking. Everybody's happy.
Why don't I see a happy look?
Why are you so rude? So coarse with women?
So much state money has been squandered on you. Why aren't you intelligent?
- I am intelligent. - No!
I see thousands of workers who are more intelligent. Spiritual aristocrats.
You hate me... And that's why you treat me so.
No. My feelings are with the dam, the sea,
thousands of builders. I can barely cope with that.
But I understand how a man can hate.
Hate YOU so much, Golyk.
- You gave me the challenge banner. - To the team.
Yes, mine. And we'll try to put and end to desires.
- When? - Well... in communism.
What do you know.
Yes. He tries to drag his boorishness into communism.
No Golyk. Communism won't accept us.
- Why did you insult engineer Grekov? - I didn't.
- You wanted to marry his daughter? - Yes.
But you've been married twice. With children from both wives.
- I hid it. - Why?
- I was taught to. - That's not true.
I realize my cowardice.
But what's bigger and far more terrible then cowardice I...
You don't know the most important thing. Nobody knows.
What can you do to me?
I have punished myself already.
- Kateryna... If I could only come back. - No.
And start afresh. The past is past.
- Nothing's past. - I swear on my life.
If only the shame and sorrow you have brought me were the results of passion,
the passion that makes one blind. But you are...
This is our last conversation.
Tell me the name of the thing you hold most dear.
- What is it? Like our sea... - I will.
- You did everything on purpose. - Yes.
Betrayed. Not from an abundance of heart, or exuberance of the soul.
- Of poverty. - Of smallness.
Yes... I still don't know.
Why I am like this?
Geese.
- Are those geese, Mummy? - Yes.
- Wild? - Wild.
Oh. Wild geese. Flying high above the hut...
We can slaughter them, can't we, Daddy? They'll be really tasty.
Slaughter who? I'll smack your bottom.
Little rascal.
But for how long? We've fed them two weeks now.
There's nothing left. Look how big they are, how fat.
We'll slaughter and sell them.
Shame on you, woman. Sell what?
Fallen birds?
So what. The geese are ours now. They belong to us.
Who told you that? It was no hunt. Just an accident.
- It's our luck. - What luck? It's their misfortune.
We are humans after all. Look how trustful their look is.
They understand that we have saved them.
And what have you decided? I ask you.
- I want a birdie, Daddy. - There will be no birdie.
There will! It was me who fed them.
- And I said, there won't. - Ah, is that so?
I'll never let you forget these geese. Right up to the grave.
- I want a leg. - What? What leg?
Goose. A leg or wing, Daddy.
You can't eat wings. Wings are used to fly.
Hypocrite... Won't spare a wing for his own children.
- Shut up. - Two weeks I've fed them.
Damn those geese.
- You should be ashamed. - Dad!
I'll give you something, wretch! I'll show you!
- Don't touch the children. - Leave me alone.
How much I feel for you...
Your strength and love of freedom are so dear to me.
Mother used to say: It's better to give then to take.
You have given so much...
Well, you too. Even more, I guess.
- Do you love me? - Yes.
It was good that we spared those geese. Spring is coming.
The Dnieper will overflow. For good this time.
The sea is coming.
Can you hear?
The geese have come
Far, far
From afar
Far away land
They have disturbed
The waters
Quiet waters of the Danube
- Goodbye. - Goodbye Sava Andriiovych.
I wish you well... I wish you well...
- I wish you prosperity and health. - Thank you.
Yes. I've missed the main thing.
Love the earth. And our work on the earth.
Otherwise there'll be no happiness for us and our children,
no matter what planet we are on.
Here we are, Moving on again.
Goodbye. And much happiness, city.
I look out at the sea and its far-reaching shore.
And bow my head.
I whisper to all the workers of new sea:
Thank you for the treasures that you have given me.
For the beauty of my life among you.
Please accept my love, my own dear people.
Great river, fine moon.
Pristine seashore.
The end
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