Singer Lyubov Isaeva and her daughter. Testimony: Talented defense attorney
The history of one lawsuit in documents
Alexander Steblin voluntarily resigned first from the post of president of the Professional Hockey League, and two months later from the post of head of the Russian Hockey Federation. There has been a complete change of power in our ice industry. Steblin's longtime opponent, the head of Rossport, Vyacheslav Fetisov, has reason to rejoice - he has said many times that Steblin should leave, and now, finally, it has happened. But one story has ended, and another has just begun. The “main athlete of the country” filed a lawsuit with accusations of slander against the daughter of the now former “hockey king” - Anzhelika Steblina for material she published in F+X in January of this year …
Four years ago, Vyacheslav Fetisov and his team already won a lawsuit against the Isaev family. Singer Lyubov Isaeva did not obtain official recognition of paternity from Fetisov for her daughter Masha. Now this family is not going to sue again. However, in order to restore legality, in response to Fetisov’s statement to the police, his unrecognized daughter Masha, no less, addressed the President of Russia with an open letter. F+X is the first to publish this appeal. While the proceedings are ongoing in the depths of Petrovka, we decided to give the floor to Lyubov Isaeva herself and her daughter Masha, two direct participants in the application recently submitted by Vyacheslav Fetisov to the Moscow Main Internal Affairs Directorate.
We understand that deciding who is right and who is wrong is not the responsibility of the editors and journalists, but of the judiciary. We give you, dear readers, the right to become arbitrators yourself...
Masha Isaeva: I always called him dad
Lyubov Isaeva: I sincerely loved Slava
“Promising does not mean getting married. This is probably how we can briefly characterize our banally simple relationship with Vyacheslav Fetisov.” This is how Lyubov Dmitrievna Isaeva, who now lives in Moscow with her daughter Masha Isaeva, succinctly assesses her connection with the current head of Rossport. We provide F+X readers with her confession.
Meet a star
“We met Slava in February 1983 in Leningrad,” Lyubov Isaeva recalls the events of 23 years ago. “Back then I was still a young aspiring singer, working at Lenconcert. First we met in the lobby of the Oktyabrskaya Hotel. I was wearing a beautiful floor-length fur coat and stood with my back to the stairs along which Slava was descending. Suddenly something unknown literally turned me towards him. It turned out that it was fate...
A bunch of handsome young people were gathering in the hall, and I still couldn’t figure out who they were? But when Tretyak appeared in front of me, everything immediately became clear - the whole country knew Vladislav at that time. The next day there was a match between SKA and CSKA, and that same evening there was a concert by Joseph Davydovich Kobzon, to which I was invited. It so happened that after the concert we went to see Kobzon off on the train that was leaving for Moscow. Joseph was traveling in the ninth carriage, next to the restaurant, and the CSKA hockey players were in the fifteenth.
We are walking, and Slava is meeting us on the platform. Then, looking back and putting those episodes together, I realized that this was fate. Remember, in Coelho’s “The Alchemist” - “Pay attention to the signs”...
Slava also approached Kobzon, whom he knew well, and spoke many beautiful words to both him and us. In general, Fetisov looked charming, and it was impossible not to fall in love with him. Slava asked for my phone number, but there was nothing to write down - no one had a pen that frosty evening. Slava said that he would remember the number and hurried into his carriage. Like a naive girl who felt a sudden taste of love, I urgently found a pen somewhere and even ran to his carriage. Can you imagine? He stood alone in the vestibule. Seeing me, he calmly said: “I’ve already written down your number.”
He never called, of course. But then we met again, in the fall... We were brought together by mutual friends who knew about our first meeting. That's when our romance began.
Deja vu at Oktyabrskaya
“In 1988, I graduated from the second institute as a pop director,” continues Lyubov Isaeva. – On the same day, the Tseskovites arrived in Leningrad from Riga after another match. We met with Slava in the same lobby of the Oktyabrskaya Hotel. And on the same night, November 28, 1988, he and I conceived Masha. The next day there was a match between SKA and CSKA again...
I can even tell the time: at 23.00 I left his room. Because CSKA coach Boris Mikhailov, at the insistence of Viktor Tikhonov, checked the availability of players in his rooms. Fetisov always lived in a room with Kasatonov. Alexey, of course, saw me more than once and knew very well about our relationship. He and the masseur Sergei Chekmarev entered the room at ten minutes to eleven. We said hello. I had just returned from a tour in Germany, and Alexey gave me a lot of compliments. "Where are you going?" – Alexey asked me. “To my friends,” I said. “Well, yes, Fetisov is an insolvent person, he cannot rent a hotel room for his girlfriend”...
Let's remember how this whole story began. On the evening of January 12, the RIA Novosti news agency distributed the text of a joint statement by Federation Council member Mikhail Margelov and State Duma deputy Pavel Krasheninnikov, which served as a signal for an attack not by the president of the FHR and PHL, Alexander Steblin. It said, in particular: “On January 8th, on the day of the European Cup final, in St. Petersburg, Alexander Steblin, while drunk, insulted representatives of the Russian and international community. He allowed himself rude remarks addressed to IIHF President Rene Fasel, as well as assault against the Chairman of the Arbitration Committee of the PHL/FHR and one of the oldest journalists in the country, Vsevolod Kukushkin.
“We, unfortunately, live in a situation where the leadership of the federation is more likely to sort things out with the head of the State Sports Committee, Vyacheslav Fetisov, rather than taking care of the athletes.”
And without translation from diplomatic language into human language, it was clear to everyone that this scandal, made public by well-known politicians, became the reason for the start of an operation to remove Steblin from hockey power. In an exclusive interview with F+X (No. 2 for 2006, January 17), Krasheninnikov openly said: “We made the decision to resign Stvolin at a meeting at which many big people were present. I would not like to publicly name the names of these people, I can only note that all branches were involved - federal, regional and even international."
After the publication of a joint statement in the media, an aggressive campaign began against Steblin, a two-time president who led our hockey for almost ten years. Alexander Yakovlevich himself was in the hospital at that time and refrained from commenting until he recovered.
In this situation, Anzhelika Steblina stood up to defend her father. She herself came to the editorial office of F+X and asked to publish her point of view on this whole story. Naturally, this was her personal and subjective view, but according to all written and moral laws, she had the right to this.
No one has canceled freedom of speech in Russia.
IN in his extremely emotional monologue, which we published in the third issue on January 24, 2006. Angelica spoke impartially about the head of Rossport and her father’s longtime “friend” Vyacheslav Fetisov. Understanding the severity and sensitivity of the situation, we, in full accordance with journalistic ethics, offered the platform to the other side - Vyacheslav Alexandrovich. The answer was silence...
Meanwhile, the operation to remove Steblin was in full swing. After announcing his voluntary resignation from the post of president of the league at the general council of the PHL, Steblyam, two months later, at an emergency meeting of the Hockey Federation Council, also refused the post of head of the FHR.
And soon - perhaps by accidental co-ownership - Fetisov filed a statement against Anzhelika Steblina accusing her of libel.
The editors of F+X have no right to stand aside in this story. After all, it was we who published the accused’s material, which became the reason for the appeal to the Central Internal Affairs Directorate and the prosecutor’s office. According to the tradition of our weekly, we are not going to one-sidedly take someone’s position and remain “above the fray.” And we leave the debate about who is right and who is wrong in this conflict to the judgment of the readers. We are simply publishing a collection of materials on this case in the very form in which they were at our disposal.
Before publishing these materials, we again turned to Vyacheslav Fetisov with a proposal to express his point of view on the conflict that arose. But the answer was silence again...
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Lyubov Isaeva is a Russian singer who performs romances and actor's songs.
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Lyubov Isaeva was born in the Saratov region in the village of Ozinki. She studied vocals with Eduard Khil and Galina Komissarova while studying at the Leningrad State Institute of Theater, Music and Cinematography. After graduation, she began working at Lenconcert.
Lyubov Isaeva fruitfully collaborated with famous St. Petersburg composers Isaac Schwartz, Veniamin Basner, Valery Gavrilin, Andrei Petrov. Isaeva became a laureate of the All-Union Competition of Young Performers and moved to Moscow to work as a soloist of the Regional State Philharmonic.
Lyubov Isaeva organized the opening of her own romance salon at the Cultural Center of the Russian Armed Forces, where the best romance performers are invited to perform. In 2004, Lyubov Isaeva received the title of Honored Artist of the Russian Federation.
The first album of modern and ancient romances, “There Was Fate,” was released in 2002. The second collection of romances performed by Lyubov Isaeva was published in 2005. Musical accompaniment is provided by Yuri Nugmanov, with whom the artist has been collaborating for many years.
Today Lyubov Isaeva performs at the Theater of Variety Performers, teaches vocals at Moscow universities, actively works on new musical material and regularly gives new meetings to her admirers.
Only Lyubov Isaeva is able to turn the performance of a romance into a small performance, to convey to the viewer all the depth that every musical work contains. If you have any questions about organizing a concert with Lyubov Isaeva, please contact us, or leave a request on the website, we will definitely contact you.
"Biography"
Lyubov Dmitrievna Isaeva was born in the village of Ozinki, Saratov region.
Education
After graduating from school in 1974, she entered the Leningrad State Institute of Theater, Music and Cinematography (LGITMiK) in the department of musical comedy - course of V. Vorobyov (studied in the “song class” with Eduard Khil, in the vocal class with Galina Komissarova)
Activity
In 1979, after graduating from the institute, she was invited to work at Lenconcert. From 1981 to 1986 Lyubov Isaeva is a soloist of the Leningrad Concert Orchestra conducted by A. Badkhen. She fruitfully collaborated with famous Leningrad composers: Valery Gavrilin, Veniamin Basner, Andrei Petrov, Isaac Schwartz.
In 1981, at the All-Union Competition of Young Soviet Song Performers, she was awarded the title of laureate.
Since 1986, soloist of the Moscow Regional State Philharmonic.
In 1992, she re-graduated from the Leningrad State Institute of Theatre, Music and Cinematography (LGITMiK) with a degree in pop director.
Since 1992, Lyubov Isaeva has been teaching vocals in the studio at the school. Gnesins, since 1998 - at the music faculty of Moscow State Pedagogical University.
Since February 2000, in the Cultural Center of the Russian Armed Forces, the former Central House of the Soviet Army, a salon of romance by Lyubov Isaeva has been opened, where monthly concerts are held by the best representatives of this genre.
Lyubov Isaeva - Honored Artist of the Russian Federation (2004).
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Soviet and Russian hockey player, statesman, Deputy of the State Duma of the seventh convocation, Honored Master of Sports of the USSR (1978), Honored Coach of Russia (2002), Acting State Councilor of the Russian Federation 1st class (2003)
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FETISOV VYACHESLAV ALEKSANDROVICH
Fetisov Vyacheslav Aleksandrovich, born on April 20, 1958, native of Moscow.
From the age of twelve he played hockey, in 1975 he made his debut in the main team of CSKA. He played 479 matches for this team as a defender, scored 375 points (153 goals and 222 assists), and was the club captain from 1983 to 1989. Multiple champion of the USSR. From 1978 to 1991 he played for the USSR national team and was team captain. Seven-time world champion, Olympic champion in 1984 and 1988.
ROMANCEADA. LOVE ISAEV
For a gentle soul who knows what poetry is. Well-known and beloved romances based on poems by Silver Age poets will be performed by Honored Artist of Russia, soloist of the Moscow Philharmonic Lyubov Isaeva. The singer inherited naturalness and warmth from her mentor Eduard Khil, and LGITMiK taught her how to create a small performance from a romance. Lyubov Isaeva collaborated with famous Leningrad composers - Andrei Petrov, Isaac Schwartz, Valery Gavrilin, and recorded two albums of ancient and modern romances.
Lyubov Isaeva. Romance today and forever
Born in the village of Ozinki, Saratov region. After graduating from school in 1974, she entered the Leningrad State Institute of Theater, Music and Cinematography (LGITMiK) in the department of musical comedy - course Vl. Vorobyova (studied with People's Artist of Russia Eduard Khil, in a vocal class with Galina Komissarova). In 1979, after graduating from the institute, she was invited to work at Lenconcert. From 1981 to 1986 Lyubov Isaeva is a soloist of the Leningrad Concert Orchestra conducted by A. Badkhen. As a soloist of the orchestra, she fruitfully collaborated with famous Leningrad composers: Valery Gavrilin, Veniamin Basner, Andrei Petrov, Isaac Schwartz. In 1981, at the All-Union Competition of Young Soviet Song Performers, she was awarded the title of laureate.
Was Vyacheslav Fetisov saved from his illegitimate daughter by the Family Code?(source kp.ru/daily/22777.5/16986/)
The legendary Russian hockey player Vyacheslav Fetisov ten years ago (in 2000) refused to recognize 12-year-old Masha Isaeva as his daughter. Her mother, romance singer Lyubov Isaeva, sued him. According to the singer, their romance began in Leningrad, where she worked at that time. The hockey player, a few days after the birth of the child, married someone else and soon left with his young wife for America. At first he transferred money for Masha, but then he stopped. Isaeva’s own earnings (about three thousand rubles a month in the late nineties) did not allow her to give her daughter a proper education. If paternity was recognized, Fetisov, who is a Russian citizen, had to contribute up to a quarter of his income to his daughter (about 250 thousand dollars a year).
But the Presnensky Court of Moscow refused to recognize the head coach of the Russian Olympic hockey team, Vyacheslav Fetisov, as the father of Masha Isaeva. Since the conception allegedly occurred in 1988, the case must be tried under the 1961 Family Code. That is, the fact of paternity is proven by living together, running a joint household, and witness testimony. There was no talk of any genetic testing then...
From the site compromat.ru/page_26796.htm :
“Promising does not mean getting married. This is probably how we can briefly characterize our banally simple relationship with Vyacheslav Fetisov.” This is how Lyubov Dmitrievna Isaeva, who now lives in Moscow with her daughter Masha Isaeva, succinctly assesses her connection with the current head of Rossport. We provide F+X readers with her confession.
We met Slava in February 1983 in Leningrad,” Lyubov Isaeva recalls the events of 23 years ago. - Then I was still a young aspiring singer, working at Lenconcert. First we met in the lobby of the Oktyabrskaya Hotel. I was wearing a beautiful floor-length fur coat and stood with my back to the stairs along which Slava was descending. Suddenly something unknown literally turned me towards him. It turned out that it was fate...
A bunch of handsome young people were gathering in the hall, and I still couldn’t figure out who they were? But when Tretyak appeared in front of me, everything immediately became clear - the whole country knew Vladislav at that time. The next day there was a match between SKA and CSKA, and that same evening there was a concert by Joseph Davydovich Kobzon, to which I was invited. It so happened that after the concert we went to see Kobzon off on the train that was leaving for Moscow. Joseph was traveling in the ninth carriage, next to the restaurant, and the CSKA hockey players were in the fifteenth. We are walking, and Slava is meeting us on the platform. Then, looking back and putting those episodes together, I realized that this was fate. Remember, in Coelho’s “The Alchemist” - “Pay attention to the signs”... Slava also approached Kobzon, whom he knew well, and spoke many beautiful words to both him and us. In general, Fetisov looked charming, and it was impossible not to fall in love with him. Slava asked for my phone number, but there was nothing to write down - no one had a pen that frosty evening. Slava said that he would remember the number and hurried into his carriage. Like a naive girl who felt a sudden taste of love, I urgently found a pen somewhere and even ran to his carriage. Can you imagine? He stood alone in the vestibule. Seeing me, he calmly said: “I’ve already written down your number.” He never called, of course. But then we met again, in the fall... We were brought together by mutual friends who knew about our first meeting. That's when our romance began.
In 1988, I graduated from the second institute as a pop director,” continues Lyubov Isaeva. - On the same day, the Tseskovites arrived in Leningrad from Riga after another match. We met with Slava in the same lobby of the Oktyabrskaya Hotel. And on the same night, November 28, 1988, he and I conceived Masha. The next day there was a match between SKA and CSKA again...
I can even tell the time: at 23.00 I left his room. Because CSKA coach Boris Mikhailov, at the insistence of Viktor Tikhonov, checked the availability of players in his rooms. Fetisov always lived in a room with Kasatonov. Alexey, of course, saw me more than once and knew very well about our relationship. He and the masseur Sergei Chekmarev entered the room at ten minutes to eleven. We said hello. I had just returned from a tour in Germany, and Alexey gave me a lot of compliments. "Where are you going?" - Alexey asked me. “To my friends,” I said. “Well, yes, Fetisov is an insolvent person, he cannot rent a hotel room for his girlfriend”...
Myths about fatherhood.
According to statistics, every sixth man raises someone else's child.
Interview with genetic laboratory doctor Ilya Barkov:
Myth one (male): “It looks like it means it’s mine”
Alas, genetics treats the generally accepted folk method of identification - “daddy’s eyes” or “mom’s mouth” with the same skepticism that meteorologists treat folk signs. For example, an angry man came to the laboratory with his son. “The mother and father were tortured, go check the child! - he growled. “The whole street is gossiping that my wife was hanging out with some jerk.” What is there to check? (Points to the boy.) This is just like me! The boy really looked a lot like his father. The laboratory workers even doubted: is it worth doing the analysis? But the result proved that the street gossip was not in vain.
Another example. Exactly the opposite. A fair-haired man comes with a black boy. “I already know, he says, that the wife cheated on her son from someone. Look at him - he looks like a black man! And my relatives said, check it out. We checked. The peasant's wife turned out to be a faithful wife. And the son is black, because his wife’s family once had similar specimens.
Fathers in general are suspicious people. The father-driver burst into the laboratory. Asks to check on his 12-year-old son. In the garage, he says, the men don’t allow entry. For some reason they decided that Petka was not mine. The driver, of course, punched someone in the face, but he felt sad. I decided to go to the doctors when I relieved myself in the same garage with my son. It is not known what the driver saw so terrible when his son unbuttoned his trousers, but he angrily whispered to the doctor: “I’m sure it’s not mine!” The results of the driver's examination were reassuring. He took the paper and solemnly carried it into the garage.
Myth two (female): “A child from a relative of the husband is the best alibi”
It happens. The wife secretly goes out with her husband's close relative, so the child looks like a horned husband. No suspicions, everyone is happy. But the qualifications of Russian scientists make it easy to detect horns, even if they were supplied by a relative. Recently, a married couple contacted the center for advice. The suspicious husband tested his child in Switzerland and received a paper in a foreign language confirming paternity. The reassured father came to the Russian doctors by chance to clarify the details. And there they told him this! Try to imagine the expression on dad's face when he is informed: in all likelihood, your son should call father... grandfather.
Myth three (male): “A woman, unlike a man, always knows who the child is from”
Nonsense! For example, this myth is refuted by the statistics of the center’s laboratory. Whatever one may say, a third of clients are women.
“Our clinic is the only one in Russia where it is possible to determine who the father of an unborn child is,” says doctor Barkov. - I remember a picturesque trinity comes to me: a pregnant woman and two horsemen. The mountaineers glare at each other, and each one temperamentally proves that the child is his.
- I'm the father! - One beats himself in the chest. - And I’ll marry her!
“No, I,” the other persists. The lady frowns in annoyance and with all her appearance shows that she doesn’t care who the child is from.
True, sometimes not knowing who the child is from is a disadvantage for the weaker sex. A woman and her neighbor came to the laboratory... for a joke.
“We met on the landing,” the lady explained. - I joked, they say, my son looks like you. We laughed. We remembered our turbulent youth. We decided to check it out. For laughs.
The result of the analysis was indeed comical. The neighbor was identified as the father.
“The woman was in shock,” Barkov recalls. - But the neighbor was beside himself with joy. The noble husband forgave his wife, but did not abandon his son. But the neighbor suddenly became so inflamed with love for the boy that he dragged the couple through the courts, demanding official recognition of paternity.
But, as a militant representative of the fathers, the scientists reassured me. Nature nevertheless invented a saving law for men. Practice shows: if a woman manages to sleep with a neighbor, friends, a basketball team, and for some reason her husband in a short period of time, most likely the biological father of the baby will be... her husband. Women quickly get used to not only a good life. But also to sperm.
Myth four (universal): “You can make money with a child”
Adults, solving their problems with the help of children, often turn their child into an instrument of revenge. A classic example is a quarrel with a disgusted husband. And the wife’s decisive blow, plunging the opponent into a deep psychological knockout: “You’re an idiot! The child is not yours!
But more often, unfortunate kids are used for banal blackmail. The laboratory, together with the forensic medical examination center of the Ministry of Health, has to determine paternity at the request of the court and communicate with very interesting specimens. One guy, for example, seriously insisted that he had fathered a child with his wife, although he had not seen her for a good three years. The wife went to France, met a rich foreigner and filed for divorce. The husband demanded compensation from his former missus for freedom and spent a long time proving in court his ability to make children at a distance.
Russian women manipulate children no less masterfully. “Soap operas” are taking a break - in the capital, provincial girls are showing miracles of ingenuity in order to give birth to rich sponsors and provide themselves with a well-fed Moscow life.
“We have very wealthy and famous people,” doctor Barkov shrugs. - They generously provide for illegitimate children. But one of the dads was very unlucky. I went to Europe and suddenly, far from my homeland, I met a Russian beauty. She instantly became pregnant and, of course, demanded all earthly blessings. The man became stubborn. The matter reached the laboratory.
The traitor’s strict wife came to receive the result of the analysis and, making sure that her husband had chosen the heir on his side, coldly said: “Divorce! He lived at my expense, you bastard, let him know what poverty is.” Now the peasant lives on one salary, and the unhappy girl with a child is again looking for a wealthy husband.
January 27 is the birthday of the poet Rimma Fedorovna Kazakova (1932 - 2008). She was a poet of the sixties. Her poems are clear and truthful. Completely different people, at different times, recognize themselves, their thoughts, feelings, life situations in these lines. They are written in exemplary, high-quality literary language. And almost every line is an aphorism. Rimma Fedorovna always chose the words for her works carefully. She was a maximalist, she poured out her feelings and purely feminine disappointments in her lyrics. She was very modern, and therefore young. Her poems are still loved and read today, and songs based on her poems are still popular. *** Years, years! Did you pass? Well, maybe you have arrived? Are the nightingales really tired and whistling? So many days have shone, but in everything that remains for me, I love every little thing more and more happily, more and more painfully. I feel like it’s cold, it’s hot, it’s a party, it’s work... It’s time to die, but I want to give birth to children! Oh, don’t blame me for the sin of beautiful discord! Turned to spring! Well, maybe that’s how it should be?.. *** A woman in the world is a boat in the sea... Hands are thrown on the oars... But - who is he? I don’t know: is it mine or not? I see the beginning. Further - dark. I see the beginning. I'm thirsty. Wish. I believe in the foggy distance of the sea. Have I ever lived in the world before? Was I like this before? What is my strength? What is my right? Strength and right are not inspired, white boat, how did you sail? You are your own sail, you are at the helm... The sky is filled with huge joyful stars. It just flew right off my forehead. A boat at sea... Hands on the oars. No matter how many times it happens, it’s fate. A boat at sea. Hands on the oars. The happy wind is merrily drunk. Air of love, crystal clear air! I see the beginning... Then there is fog. *** Dream about me today, please, I miss you so much. Just dream not out of pity, but by accident. Dream of me as dear and attentive, as you never are in reality, And always loving, At least in a dream, do you understand? Dream about me, otherwise I’m already forgetting, That I need to love you and take care of you, Dream about it, don’t be angry! I, too, am alive... Dream, touch, you can lie down next to me... Dream of me tired, submissive, heavy, Dream of how feverishly dreams of ice... How husbands dream of their abandoned wives, Like a mother dreams of a son, and a child dreams of flying . And so I lie down, lower my eyelashes, count to a hundred - and fall down... Tell me, why don’t you want to dream? Or maybe I’m forgetting my dreams... Dream.. *** Probably, we need to love more subtly, probably, we can love more. And I love - how I live - unevenly: sometimes too little, sometimes too huge, in a barely audible whisper - or loudly, forever, firmly - or brittlely. I love selflessly, stubbornly, faithfully, both imperceptibly and openly. I love both helplessly and confidently. Just as it was planned. Just as ordered. I love how I fight and how I play! I love you - as if I’m about to lose you... Day by day - both steeper and thicker, with all the present and all the future. It could probably be simpler and smoother. But I am like this. Love me the same way. *** I want ascension, clarity, the vision of a lens. I want a Renaissance with the mystery of Mona Lisa. I would like to wash the windows and doors in the room clean. I want fighting against God and real faith. I believe in the first leaves, in the ovaries of the apple tree, where under the flower foam there is no fuss, no envy. I believe in the truth of the grain - the best principle in the world! I believe, like Cinderella, that I will meet a prince. I believe in art - a pagoda with a spark from a falling star, like in a flood, in plowing, in a black fragrant piece. Time is leading more and more steeply, as if Suvorov is moving through the Alps. We rush, breaking the clouds, behind scarlet sails. *** Autumn Everything in nature is strict. Everything in nature is passionate. Touch or don't touch - This and that are scary. It's scary to be unpicked, tangled in the grass, an unpicked berry on a remote path. It’s scary to be a pear, perfumed by August, - a pear-toy, abandoned, bitten... My passion and severity, I am in your captivity. I won’t extend my Hands to anyone to touch. But I am a rowan, a fiery sweetness! Ruby droplets Touched and spilled. But I’m like a fair: Everything is in plain sight. Poured apple: Touched - I'll fall! The forest groans quietly. The meadow smells sharp. Oh, how bad we feel without reliable hands! I'll break the branches. I’ll make a fire... And I’ll torment myself, And I’ll torment you. - Touch!.. ...Don’t touch!..