Melancholian 3 huonetta

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Three Rooms Of Melancholia

Room Number one

longing

Kronstadt

a fortress, St. Petersburg

"Cabin unit!"

Wake up!

Make your beds!

Sports clothes for the exercise.

"Line up!"

"Gather together in the yard. "

"Airing of bedclothes!"

"Work clothes and hat!"

Who is washing himself in work clothes?

Sacha...

Do it properly.

Align,

look toward the center.

Comrade Captain, the 2nd unit is

ready for the morning inspection, -

- reports senior cadet Bulatsky.

Good morning comrade cadets.

Good morning, Comrade!

Second Grade Captain!

At ease!

Good morning, comrade cadets,

Good morning, Comrade!

Second Grade Captain

Turn to the right.

Cadet Popov, fix your hat.

- Cadet Savchenko.

- Cadet Savchenko, button undone.

- Cadet Kamelchenko.

- Cadet Kamelchenko, open the hook,

- Cadet Zhdanov.

- Cadet Zhdanov, fix the pocket flap.

- Cadet Bitufsky,

- Cadet Bitufsky, fix the scarf.

- Cadet Di.. di.. Diachenko

- Cadet Diachenko, fix your hat,

"Cadets in the yard!"

"Line up!"

"Outfit:
"

"Work clothes and hat!"

Line one, two steps forward!

"Turn it around. "

"Turn it around. "

Keep straight.

One, two, three, four...

Hands on the hips!

Thighs higher!

Feet higher'! Go!

Feet higher!

That's fine. At ease!

Short steps!

Help him.

He is Kolja,

age 11.

From the city of Novorossiysk.

Story unknown

Kolja has lived on the streets.

By collecting bottles. -

- he has supported a woman

he thinks is his mother.

But the woman says

Kolja is an orphan

Kolja writes poems.

It's soon over,

a little more.

He is Misha, age 10,

from St. Petersburg.

His grandfather, who

has served in the Navy,-

took Misha from his parents

and sent him to the Academy.

It goes fine

Use the whole hall!

Stop! Forward with heels!

With dignity.

Back straight!

Where did it fly to?

A report! - Cadet Popov

has fulfilled the order.

Fire!

Somehow this didn't succeed!

- Why?

- My finger slipped.

Let me try

Lying position!

I have already told you that.

That's it,

shoot now.

He didn't cock the gun to the end.

I told him, because

I didn't hear a click.

I am sure it clicked.

There you are,

now you heard the click.

Now you can shoot

You see!

Stand up!

To the target!

Report.

One, two, three,..

Chin up!

Feet higher!

The fairy tale is about magic.

The spell couldn't-

be annulated for 300 years..

The Czarina was envious.

bewitched her daughter-in-law.

She left the girl

in the wood. And then...

When counting two,

take the right hand to the cap.

Chin up, the left on the seam line,

press it to the body.

Let me show you.

On the command two, salute!

One!

Not yet!

And now two!

Now cadet Osipov is going

to show what he has learned.

We will see how

to salute the Commander.

And... march!

Foot straight out!

Salute! Do it!

Good, Fedorov.

Turn the head more!

Fine!

Excellent!

Fighers!

next marching style.

Hook the arm!

The commander is on your right.

You salute when you

are 2-3 steps from the commander.

The arms go down

left foot hits the ground!

Free march.

Commander on your left!

Hands down!

Straighten your fingers!

Ok, now it is better.

Only march, don't salute,

March in place -

and now forward!

The next round,

is that clear?

Attention!

Person on call, stand to attention!

Under my call, no changes,

the unit is studying.

- Reported cadet Borisenko.

- Understood.

Pjstedethvil,

At ease!

- At ease!

Dmitri, age 10, mother alcoholic

and father is a mercenary

Veteran of the Afghan war

His father made

his mother leave home

When his grandmother fell sick

his father sent him to the Academy

The horses are silently snorting -

hiding their bitterness-

their burning eyes

reflect on my hands-

dancing flames of fire.

Their big eyes

are full of hate without words.

and the flames just dance.

Let the horse run free!

And set me free as well!

We two fly over the fields-

looking for happiness.

Let the horse run free!

And set me free as well!

We two fly over the fields-

looking for happiness.

four, five, six...

seven, eight, nine...

Popov, age 11,

From Arkangelsk

Both parents are alcoholics

When his home burned down-

and his mother Svetlana

fell from a balcony and died,-

Popov started to live

on the streets.

Besiege!

Arrest him!

Fire!

Hooray, attack!

Arrest him.

Down, you rotten bastard!

Go away!

Boys, go to sleep now!

They said that you are allowed

to polish your belt buckles.

In a dense August field, one year

of corn stood alone and straight.

It was beautiful, but empty.

But its voice was high.

You fools, do not look down.

Only slaves hang their heads.

I pity you,

you die in the dark.

Brothers! Look at me!

And lift your heads high!

The terrorists are organized

like on a chessboard.

So they will make sure

all the hostages die.

In the occupation

we used special forces -

to destroy those

female kamikaze-terrorists -

who were dressed in explosives

The bombs were

filled with metal balls

There were also 16 F1 grenades

and a bazooka was fired

at the fleeing people.

The blast should have

blown up the whole building

and the roof collapse.

They had 100-120 kg of Trotyl

Nothing exploded, thanks

to the Kreml special forces.

The special forces blew up

a bomb in the loft.

A seeker robot

was wounded a little.

He is Tolmachev, age 12.

From the city of Volgograd

Father unknown.

Mother Ljudmila, who is a Tatar,

joined the Russian Army and -

left the boy at the age of 6 to be

looked after by some relatives

The mother is serving in the war

against terrorism in Chechnya.

Hi mummy, I miss you.

Sorry. I forgot your birthday.

Last holiday I spent at a camp.

I sewed two soft toys there.

One for you, for the New year, -

one for my teacher.

We played table tennis

at the camp. I came 6th.

Goodbye,

Tolmachev.

To Ludmila Anatolevna, Hankala

army base, Grozny, Chechnya.

Heavy clouds hide the sky.

Clouds of lead, so heavy.

So darkness lands in my soul.

The clouds hide my life.

I want to dream like Puskin.

I'll fly in space and

sing the songs.

I wish, I wish, I wish,

each moment!

But no one understands me.

I do not obey

the orders of the officers.

I free this child

from all his sins.

Run after me.

It is real fun on the other side.

Let's visit those boats.

Just for fun.

Let's take a tugboat,

it will take us through the ice.

Mamma, determeg.

Mummy, it's me.

I'm allowed to have a leave,

they let me out.

Are you coming to pick me up?

Mummy, on Monday they won't

let me go. That's a working day.

Did they give an order,

when should you come?

At nine?

Then I'll go with you.

Oh yes!

Mummy...

Half past six?

Yes, that's alright.

"Don't gossip near a phone, a

talking head is a treasure for a spy"

If I come, will the dog

bark at me again?

Mummy, you think it barks?

Can you promise?

Come half past six.

In the house of the Shmelevs?

Aunt Lena, please,..

Could you write a permission?

With that I will

get a winter holiday.

I could visit a friend.

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