Translated material
We need one victory again
Lessons of Bulat Okudzhava 
He was our talisman for five decades, remains him now. For forty years, the Russian intelligentsia left him from the dead Kazensen region, from the soldier's cloth of totalitarianism in tourist trips to the river and to the forest. And be sure with the guitar. In general, three in the boat, not counting Okudzhava. The “white feathers” were cleaned, they hoped for commemoration not from the Central Committee of the CPSU, but from Ophelia and, when “deeds of the hour” came, they firmly knew: “It’s not a kalach to rye.”
A vow of kindness, purity, dissent, honor. Order of Bulat Shalvovich Okudzhava, model and model of the Russian intellectual, son of Georgian and Armenian, born in Moscow, on Arbat, 90 years ago, May 9, 1924.
His parents brought to the capital to study. Parents - this was the famous Okudzhavskaya "Black Secret". Parents were arrested in 1937. Schalva Stepanovich was shot. The beauty Ashhen hit the CSIR camp (family members of the Motherland’s traitor). She returned only in 1955, young and beautiful, but frozen from the experienced torment. Okudzhava has a very terrible story about her “The Girl of My Dreams” (1985). Even worse “the art of cutting and living”, written in the same year. This is again about himself, about the fifties, about how his friend, a rustic foreman, renounced from the young teacher of Okudzhava. And the young teacher from the story, having got into the KPZ for a booze in a restaurant, was afraid that he would also be sent to the camp after his parents and stared in front of the officer on duty.
Until the end of his days, Okudzhava had ardent feelings to Stalin: “Well, the Generalissimo is wonderful? Do you lie in the ground on the Red Square ... It’s not from the blood of the red that you spilled with handfuls while you holled your mustache, surveying from the window from the window? ”
Among the large three bards: Okudzhava, Vysotsky, Galich - Vysotsky personifies passion, Galich - hatred, and Okudzhave belongs to sadness.
He volunteered to the front in 1942, at 17. He was seriously wounded near Mozdok, received the medal "For the Defense of the Caucasus." And in the 90s in Novaya Gazeta, the poet said that the Germans themselves helped the USSR to defeat themselves with their stupidity and cruelty: they destroyed the Jews, did not dissolve collective farms, robbed, shot hostages, took away Germany as slaves. “Absolutely two identical systems clashed. They acted exactly the same as we would do. It’s just that our country was more powerful, darker and patient. ” Today, the front -line soldier and the author of amazing military songs Okudzhav for these words could smash on state trends. "
Among the large three bards: Okudzhava, Vysotsky, Galich - Vysotsky personifies passion, Galich - hatred, and Okudzhave belongs to sadness
“He spoke very sharply about the Chechen war: the representative of the small Caucasian people could not throw another small Caucasian people in the face of a huge angry empire. Can you imagine that he would say in 2008 about the war with Georgia or today about the capture of Crimea?
The magnificent historical prose of Okudzhava (“Poor Avrosimov, or a Sip of Freedom” (1968), “The Address of Shipov, or the Old Vaudeville” (1970), “The Journey of Amaterators” (1977), “A Date with Bonaparte” (1983) was not a censorship: too difficult.
In the late 1980s, the readers of Okudzhava entered the avenues and squares. Everyone “held hands” and went “on a clear fire”, as he taught. Perestroika and Augustus mobilized a knight of democracy under a tricolor: he voted for the “demo of Russia”, in 1990 left the CPSU, established a “common newspaper”, and supported Yeltsin in 1993. The poet died before the denouement, in 1997 in Paris, from lung inflammation, on June 12, just on the Independence Day of Russia.
And today we are in no way without Okudzhava: “So far, our crazy Sultan promises us to the prison”, “again we need victory, one at all, we will not stand at the price.”