| Изначально 23 февраля считался днем Красной Армии (в 1922 году). Название праздника изменялось. СССР распался, и в 2006 году этот праздник был переименован в День Защитника Отечества. В годы Великой Отечественной войны 23 февраля произошли многие исторические события. Самой знаменательной была победа Красной армии над фашистами под Сталинградом. Что представляет собой этот праздник сегодня? Сегодня это праздник не только защитников Отечества, но и праздник пап и любимых мужчин, сыновей и дедушек, праздник тех, кто может по праву называть себя Мужчиной. Праздник тех Мужчин, которых хотят поздравить женщины... И уж если женщины берутся их поздравлять – то делают это с любовью и красотой. Красотой, которую они готовы увидеть внутри своих любимых. Мужчин любого возраста, вероисповедания и вне зависимости от службы в армии. С праздником, наши дорогие мужчины! Будьте сильными! | Initially 23 of February was considered the day of Red Army (in 1922). The name of this holiday was changing. The USSR disintegrated and in 2006, this holiday was renamed into Defender of the Fatherland Day. In the years of Great Patriotic War on 23th of February there were many historical events. The most important was the victory over fascists near Stalingrad. What is this holiday about today? Today this holiday is not only for the defenders of the Fatherland, but it is also the holiday of fathers and beloved men, sons and grandfathers, those, who rightly considers himself a man. It is the celebration of those men, whom women like to congratulate. Moreover, if women undertake to congratulate them – it is done with love and beauty. Beauty, which they are ready to see in their darlings. Men of any age, religion and regardless of service in army. Congratulations to our dear men! Be strong! |
Apple trees and pear trees were a flower,
River mist was rising all around.
Young Katyusha went strolling by the hour
On the steep banks,
O’er the rocky ground.
By the river’s bank she sang a love song
Of her hero in a distant land.
Of the one she’d dearly loved for so long,
Holding tight his letters in her hand.
Oh, my song, song of a maiden’s true love,
To my dear one travel with the sun.
To the one who Katyusha loves so,
Bring my greetings to him, one by one.
Let him know that I am true and faithful,
Let him hear the love song that I send.
Tell him as he defends our home that grateful,
True Katyusha our love will defend.
Apple trees and pear trees were a flower,
River mist was rising all around.
Young Katyusha went strolling by the hour
On the steep banks,
O’er the rocky ground.
River mist was rising all around.
Young Katyusha went strolling by the hour
On the steep banks,
O’er the rocky ground.
By the river’s bank she sang a love song
Of her hero in a distant land.
Of the one she’d dearly loved for so long,
Holding tight his letters in her hand.
Oh, my song, song of a maiden’s true love,
To my dear one travel with the sun.
To the one who Katyusha loves so,
Bring my greetings to him, one by one.
Let him know that I am true and faithful,
Let him hear the love song that I send.
Tell him as he defends our home that grateful,
True Katyusha our love will defend.
Apple trees and pear trees were a flower,
River mist was rising all around.
Young Katyusha went strolling by the hour
On the steep banks,
O’er the rocky ground.