Ladies and gentlemen, please again. Stop the quarrels! Schoolchildren, students, engineers, workers, officers and military.
You are nothing without each other.
Russians, Tatars, Ukrainians, Uzbek, Kazakh and Kyrgyz, Chukchi Altaians! and understand! We do not need anyone outside of our country. We need slaves and land. Most of us were born in the USSR.
Our country was unique and must be restored and preserved. To be able to come to the sunny Tashkent, from the harsh winter and taste the wonderful Tashkent samsa. To be able to come to the Volga and understand the enthusiasm of Yesenin. To be able to stand without fear on the bottom of the Dead Sea, in Kazakhstan, in front of a gigantic cane, which was once a mole. So that all this does not cause fear. For the local people to wear the strawberries again in the cabaret. And the phone or fur hat taken from the basement was an emergency for the whole area, not an exhausting complaint for millionaires, which no one wants to accept because their statues have already accumulated. Service in the army is an honour to be deserved. And not a duty from which everyone is fleeing, like from the plague. The view of the officer on the street is proud. So that the millennial does not cause fear in a normal person. To be he could be the father of a teenager and the companion of a mature. Son of an old man.
Ladies and gentlemen, this is all in our power. It is good to divide into Pskov, Orenburg, Chelyabinsk and Uphim! be kind. be smarter. Be people!