On July 14, Timur Shaov has an anniversary!

On July 14, Timur Shaov has an anniversary!

Once Shaov, already being a famous artist, flew to the USA. A unearthly beauty was sitting next to him on the plane, and he, according to him, tried all 10 hours of flight not to stand by accident in her private space, and suddenly she was unpleasant ... When the plane sat down, the girl sadly said: “You did not say the words to me all the way, and I love your songs so much.” My dear Timur Sultanich Torn, shy and black in private life. Many years ago, at some event, I introduced him to my mother. Mom looked at this orphan and said: "Can I stroke you?" Since then, seeing my mother, he each time puts her head ... He with amazing and excellent greed perceives love for himself. She was not tired of him. His viewer and fan, probably a happy person, for the idol is not harsh, but mixed and intelligible. In his country house, they argue about the fate of Russia, but without talking, they raise their glasses of ardent statesmen and desperate “national traitors”.

His songs are listen to those who then adopt stupid laws. His gift is to be a completely merciless chronicler, while he manages not to offend anyone. This, probably, is Shaova’s most terrible secret - how to say “I do not agree” in the face of the opponent, without losing the goodness of the interlocutor. You can, of course, object: they don’t hear him ... You won’t really see him on the TV screen ... Once, I remember, I conducted a program about the author’s song on one of the TV channels. The leadership asked me very much to invite him, but, with a hesitation, added: only let's go without politics ... my great Shaov came and sang such innocent things with such a damn connotation that the bosses have reconciled. He is actually a dull worker. When he sits down to sculpt another album, everything freezes in the house, because there is a heavy and painstaking work. Once I was lucky enough to participate. This is when, in addition to the songs, he started large forms. The first musical, more precisely, Mumusical, was bright and sad. The second also demanded wiping tears. There were tears of laughter or despair, it’s hard to say. As, however, always at Shaov ... Give him the sky of happiness to create easier ... He deserved it. Neither light, nor peace, but lightness, which is deceptive to us from the auditorium. He retses us not only his own intellectual baggage, but also his pedigree. Grandfather is the founder of Nogai writing. Mom is the director of the institute, an intellectual with a richest education, Rosa Khamitovna, Rasul Gamzatov dedicated poetry to her, Mikhail Sergeyevich Gorbachev recalled her warmth ...

In general, I want to say that with all the love of his work, I absolutely sorry for the medicine he had abandoned. For he was an excellent doctor, this can be seen in his every note. Now he simply changed the sphere of diagnosis, and society has become this sphere. High words, right? But nothing tall, because the patient is happy to listen to the doctor and delights him deliciously on his recommendations. But this is our trouble. And he, in fact, is fine. A warm house, a big family, restless children ... an unreasonable boy ... and suddenly Nate, 50! Yes, we exchange this fifty dollars behind a glass, my invaluable Timur Sultanich, in a good company, and we will live on. And let the muse that once bit you, leaves no effort. Go ahead, as long as rushing!

Timur Shaov

Prospects

Oh, you smoke a lot, brother, I dure from smoke.
You do not look, in truth.
Are you sitting without money? So I would buy a lottery!
Do not believe in the lottery? This is in vain!

From pessimism to heart attack, the path is notable.
In what place are you saying? No, I'm sorry!
After all, this is a narrow look, but you are not a proctologist,
Look, brother, wider, look at the future!

And in the future:
You will stretch the lottery ticket,
The fucked there will be a win!
House in Spain, white yacht,
Lottery, brother, the case is true!

Sat in a cafe, drank beer,
I erased the whites.
Life shit ... but prospects
Very good!

Previously, out of need, you used to go to the hill -
The Soviet country spread around!
And in the future - communism, in forty years.
These are the prospects, the mother is honest!

And now-go out to the balcony, although B, look like:
Around the unknown why ...
And in the future, all the same uncle!
And they say that he has nine lives.

The plane flies, the motor works,
In it, the president is sitting, stinging on the hairdryer.
“You are tortured,” he says, “to swallow all the dust here!”
He looks into the future ... He better know.

They send a directive from the Kremlin,
Sit down and write down:
“First: life is shit.
Second: but the prospects are very good! "

Statistics came that in the second quarter
The increase in the growth rate of theft increased.
With such dynamics, everything that was not stolen,
Then they will steal about two years later.

Когда сопрут последний рубль эти жмоты,
Then our power will disappear voluntarily.
And all the bosses will quit work.
And in FIG power, since there is nothing more to steal!

The homeland will be well tailored -
Everything is sold, everything is attached!
We will be naked and hungry
But proud and free!

How far and beautiful!
Let's say from the heart:
Life shit, but prospects
Very good!

The world of the night sky closed the cloakie,
A muffled nightlight burns at the top.
Looks, and the Lord does not sleep on the cloud,
The old man thinks, thinks ...

On the day of the day of us, all the risen yoke,
Drive: "Sinners, they will say, become left!"
You are jerking to the left, they will tell you: “To the right!
To where those who have been tormented all their lives! ”

And Russians in paradise - like in the summer in Turkey!
Once upon a time, rest is laid for us, according to the Constitution!
Under any bush there is a table and a house, and
Oh, and the women are there! But this is all then ...

What are you sitting so tearful?
Well, let's dance!
Life shit, but prospects
Very good!