Do not part with the beloved story of creation. “Do not part with your loved ones!”: The mystical story of one of the most piercing love poems. "Love Saved Us"

There are few people who are unfamiliar with the lines from the poem “Do not part with your loved ones!”especially after the release of the film "Irony of Fate or Enjoy Your Bath". In fact, the poem is called differently - , and its author is. During the creative life of most poets, lines are emerging that become an apotheosis, and those for Alexander Kochetkov are the lines from The Ballad of a Smoked Carriage.

This poem has an interesting creation story, which the poet’s wife, Nina G. Prozriteleva, told about in her notes. The couple spent the summer of 1932 with relatives, and Alexander Kochetkov had to leave before his wife. The ticket was purchased to the Kavkazskaya station, after which it was necessary to transfer to the Sochi-Moscow train.

According to the memoirs of Nina Grigoryevna, the couple could not part, and already during boarding, when the guide asked the mourners to leave the train, Nina Grigoryevna literally rescued her husband from the carriage. It was decided to return the ticket and postpone the departure for three days.

After three days, Kochetkov left and, having arrived in Moscow, discovered that his friends had already considered him dead in the crash that happened with the Sochi-Moscow train. It turned out that those three days of delay saved the poet from imminent death. In the first letter from her husband, which Nina Grigoryevna received, was a poem “Ballad of a smoked wagon”.

However, even before the publication, these soulful lines left no one indifferent and were transmitted literally from the mouth, as was the story of its creation. After the publication of the poem "The Ballad of a Smoked Carriage" began to be included in numerous poetry collections as one of the best lyric works of the time.

Alexander Kochetkov wrote many wonderful poems, but he remained in his memory thanks to his “Ballad ...”. More than a dozen years have passed since the writing of "Ballad ...", and the lines from this poem continue to be the anthem of all lovers. And in any life upsets, the most important thing is to always follow the poet’s mandate: “Do not part with your loved ones!”, And even the inevitable will then recede.

Ballad of a smoked carriage (A. Kochetkov)

How painful, honey, how strange
Related in the earth, intertwined branches, -
How painful, honey, how strange
Bifurcate under the saw.
A heart wound will not heal
Shed in pure tears
A wound does not heal in the heart -
Poured fiery resin.

While I'm alive, I'll be with you -
Soul and blood are inseparable, -
While I'm alive, I'll be with you -
Love and death are always together.

You carry with you everywhere -
You carry with you, darling, -
You carry with you everywhere
Native land, sweet home.

But if I have nothing to hide
From pity incurable
But if I have nothing to hide
From the cold and the dark?

There will be a meeting behind the breakup
Do not forget me, love
There will be a meeting behind the breakup
We will return both - me and you.

But if I can unknown
The short light of the daylight
But if I unknown can
Beyond the star belt, into the milky smoke?
I will pray for you
So that I don’t forget the earthly way,
I will pray for you
So that you return unscathed.

Rocking in a smoky carriage
He became homeless and humble,
Rocking in a smoky carriage
He half cried, half slept,

Suddenly bent a terrible roll,
When the composition is on a slippery slope
He tore off the wheel from the rail.

Do not part with your loved ones!
Do not part with your loved ones!
Do not part with your loved ones!

Sprout with all your blood into them, -

And every time, say goodbye forever!
And every time, say goodbye forever!
When leave for a moment!

“Do not part with your loved ones!”

Alexander Kochetkov dedicated the famous poem to his wife, the daughter of the Stavropol local historian Grigory Prozritelev. Your attention # a story about how a poet took up a pen, shocked by the catastrophe of the train in which he was supposed to go.

Inna (center) persuaded Alexander (bottom left) to hand over tickets, which saved his life.

In the seventies, when Eldar Ryazanov’s film “The Irony of Fate, or Enjoy Your Bath” was released, the audience, among other things, was struck by # poems read in the film’s ending with the voices of the heroes: “Do not part with your loved ones ...” Few people know that the story that served The reason for these lines occurred 85 years ago when the author and his wife spent the summer of 1932 with relatives in Stavropol.

Many believed that their author is a contemporary of the filmmakers. In fact, it turned out that the “Ballad of a Smoked Carriage” (the author’s name of the poem) was written in 1932, it was on the lists among war veterans during the Great Patriotic War and was first published only in 1966. And the first and only poetry collection of Kochetkov through the efforts of friends was published only in 1985, thirty-odd years after the death of the author. Now this is a bibliographic rarity.

The daughter of the local historian Prozritelev, Inna, was the wife of the Moscow poet and translator Alexander Kochetkov. It was in Stavropol that amazing story happened that served as the occasion for the creation of the “Ballad of a smoked carriage” and in connection with which Inna later wrote: “Love saved us”.

“In the summer of 1932, Inna and her husband came from Kislovodsk to Stavropol and stayed with their father in a house on Sobornaya Street. From Stavropol, the poet planned to go to Moscow, and Inna wanted to stay with her relatives, says Alexandra Hvorostyanova. - Tickets were bought to the Kavkazskaya station, where Kochetkov was going to transfer to a train from Sochi, in which his friends returned to Moscow. And literally at the last moment, Inna asked her husband to hand over tickets and stay for another three days. Just returning to Moscow, Kochetkov learned that on the way to the capital the train in which he was going to go was wrecked. Many passengers, including Kochetkov’s friends, were killed. Alexander was also considered dead. The news of the disaster and unexpected salvation shocked the poet. Then these lines-appeals, lines-spells were born: “Do not part with your beloved!”

With the first letter to Stavropol, the poet sent his wife his new work - “The Ballad of a Smoked Carriage”.

Rocking in a smoky carriage

He became homeless and humble,

Rocking in a smoky carriage

He half cried, half slept,

Suddenly bent a terrible roll,

When the composition is on a slippery slope

From a rail of a wheel tore off ...

House on Sobornaya street

Now in the very center of Stavropol, on the lawn, which is opposite the remains of the Fortress wall, there is a sign: "A square will be broken here." So far, nameless.

“The former address of this pretty meadow with young trees and flower beds is 3 Sobornaya Street. Once upon a time there was a manor place of the famous local historian Grigory Prozritelev, whose name is the museum. Already under Soviet rule, the name of the street changed several times, as did the numbering of houses. Now this is Suvorov Street, a place between buildings 2 and 6. ”

The spectators passed away in 1933. And in the summer of 1932, daughter Inna and her husband Alexander Kochetkov stayed in a house located in this meadow. The archives of the museum preserved a photograph of that time. That old house has not been preserved. There is no memorial sign in its place. (

Sometimes a reader and a listener will learn about a poet from one poem, which - by chance or by chance - is put at the head of all creativity. Such a poem for Alexander Kochetkov was the Ballad of a Smoked Carriage. This is a truly wonderful poem. Rare luck. The wife of the poet, Nina G. Proziteleva, tells about the history of the appearance of the Ballad in the notes that remained after her death and have not yet been published: “We spent the summer of 1932 in Stavropol with my father. In the fall, Alexander Sergeyevich left earlier, I had to come to Moscow later The ticket was already bought - the Stavropol branch to the Kavkazskaya station, there was a direct train Sochi - Moscow. It was difficult to leave, and we delayed as much as possible. On the eve of departure, we decided to sell the ticket and delay the departure for at least three days. These days are a gift of fate - feel like a continuous holiday. The delay was over, it was necessary to go. Again, a ticket was bought, and Alexander Sergeyevich left.

A letter from him from the Kavkazskaya station illustrates the mood in which he was traveling. (In this letter there is the expression “half-withering, half-asleep.” In the poem - “half-crying, half-sleeping”.) In Moscow, with friends whom he informed about the first day of his arrival, his appearance was accepted as a miracle of resurrection, since he was considered dead in the terrible crash that happened with the Sochi train at the Moscow-Commodity station. Killed friends returning from the Sochi sanatorium. Alexander Sergeevich escaped death because he sold a ticket for this train and stayed in Stavropol. In the very first letter I received from Alexander Sergeyevich from Moscow, there was a poem "The Wagon" ("Ballad on a Smoked Wagon") ... "Saved by fate from what happened on the eve of the train crash, the poet could not help but think about the nature of chance in human life , over the meaning of meeting and separation, over the fate of two beings loving each other.Thus we find out the date of writing - 1932 - and the dramatic story of the poem, which was published thirty-four years later.

By external standards, Kochetkov was a failure: as a poet, only close friends knew him. The first book of lyrics by Alexander Kochetkov was published only in 1985, and he died in 1953.

The poetic work of Alexander Kochetkov is little known, but the poem “The Ballad of a Smoked Carriage”, better known by the line “Do not part with your loved ones,” brought him popular fame. It became a hit in the second half of the 20th century due to what sounded in Eldar Ryazanov’s film “The Irony of Fate, or Enjoy Your Bath!”.
The string from "Ballad" is the play by Alexander Volodin, on which the film of the same name was shot.

How painful, honey, how strange
   Related in the earth, intertwined branches, -
   How painful, honey, how strange
   Bifurcate under the saw.
   A heart wound will not heal
   Shed in pure tears
   A wound does not heal in the heart -
   Poured fiery resin.

While I'm alive, I'll be with you -
   Soul and blood are inseparable, -
   While I'm alive, I'll be with you -
   Love and death are always together.
   You carry with you everywhere -
   You carry with you, darling, -
   You carry with you everywhere
   Native land, sweet home.

But if I have nothing to hide
   From pity incurable
   But if I have nothing to hide
   From the cold and the dark?
   - There will be a meeting behind the breakup,
   Do not forget me, love
   There will be a meeting behind the breakup
   We will return both - me and you.

But if I can unknown
   The short light of the daylight
   But if I unknown can
   Beyond the star belt, into the milky smoke?
   - I will pray for you,
   So that I don’t forget the earthly way,
I will pray for you
   So that you return unscathed.

   He became homeless and humble,
   Rocking in a smoky carriage
   He half cried, half slept,

   Suddenly bent a terrible roll,
   When the composition is on a slippery slope
   He tore off the wheel from the rail.

   Do not part with your loved ones!
   Do not part with your loved ones!
   Sprout with all your blood into them, -
   And every time, say goodbye forever

   And every time, say goodbye forever!
   When leave for a moment!

Do not part with your loved ones.
Everyone knows the "ballad of a smoked wagon," the author knows only a few.
And meanwhile, this is an amazing poet, with amazing love lyrics, strong, painful. His poems are often short, very figurative, like Japanese poetry.

Alexander Kochetkov.
He is very often and very unfairly called the poet of one poem. But what! -
Do not part with your loved ones!
Do not part with your loved ones!
Do not part with your loved ones!
Sprout with all your blood into them, -

And every time, say goodbye forever!
And every time, say goodbye forever!
When leave for a moment!

Not words - a spell. Written overnight, on real events. In the summer of 1932, Alexander Sergeyevich and his wife Nina rested in Stavropol with her father. He had to leave earlier, a ticket for the direct train Sochi-Moscow was already bought, but at the very last moment Kochetkov handed it in to delay the separation from his beloved for at least three days.

Three days passed by, as one, he returned to Moscow, where friends perceived his appearance as a miracle of resurrection. It turned out that the train for which the ticket was handed in had a terrible accident at the Moscow-Commodity station. Many friends of Kochetkov returning from the Sochi sanatorium died ...
In the first letter that Nina received from her husband from Moscow, there was a poem "Wagon" ("Ballad of a smoked wagon") ... "

It was published for the first time only in 1966, after the death of the poet. During his lifetime, this very kind and pathologically modest man received neither awards nor recognition, although his famous poem thundered long before it was sounded by Ryazanov in the “Irony of Fate” - during the war he was copied by hand and sent in letters, as well , as well as "Wait for me" by Simonov. It went along the fronts often without the name of the author, like a folk ...

There are few people who are unfamiliar with the lines from the poem “Do not part with your loved ones!”, Especially after the release of the film “The Irony of Fate, or Enjoy Your Bath”. In fact, the poem is called differently - "Ballad of a smoked carriage", and its author is Alexander Kochetkov. During the creative life of most poets, lines are emerging that become an apotheosis, and those for Alexander Kochetkov are the lines from The Ballad of a Smoked Carriage.

This poem has an interesting creation story, which the poet’s wife Nina G. Prozriteleva told about in her notes.

The couple spent the summer of 1932 with relatives, and Alexander Kochetkov had to leave before his wife. The ticket was purchased to the Kavkazskaya station, after which it was necessary to transfer to the Sochi-Moscow train. According to the memoirs of Nina Grigoryevna, the couple could not part, and already during boarding, when the guide asked the mourners to leave the train, Nina Grigoryevna literally rescued her husband from the carriage. It was decided to return the ticket and postpone the departure for three days. After three days, Kochetkov left and, having arrived in Moscow, discovered that his friends had already considered him dead in the crash that happened with the Sochi-Moscow train. It turned out that those three days of delay saved the poet from imminent death. In the first letter from her husband, which was received by Nina Grigoryevna, was the poem "Ballad of a smoked carriage."

Everything that happened made the poet think about the role of chance in human life and the great power of love that could save a person from the tragic vicissitudes of fate. Despite the fact that the poem was written in 1932, it was printed only after 34 years in the collection "Day of Poetry." However, even before the publication, these soulful lines left no one indifferent and were transmitted literally from the mouth, as was the story of its creation. After the publication of the poem "The Ballad of a Smoked Carriage" began to be included in numerous poetry collections as one of the best lyric works of the time.

Alexander Kochetkov wrote many wonderful poems, but he remained in his memory thanks to his “Ballad ...”. More than a dozen years have passed since the writing of "Ballad ...", and the lines from this poem continue to be the anthem of all lovers. And in any vicissitudes of life, the most important thing is to always follow the poet’s mandate: “Do not part with your loved ones!”, And even the inevitable will then recede.

Ballad of a smoked carriage (A. Kochetkov)

While I'm alive, I'll be with you -
Soul and blood are inseparable, -
While I'm alive, I'll be with you -
Love and death are always together.
You carry with you everywhere -
You carry with you, darling, -
You carry with you everywhere
Native land, sweet home.

But if I have nothing to hide
From pity incurable
But if I have nothing to hide
From the cold and the dark?
- There will be a meeting behind the breakup,
Do not forget me, love
There will be a meeting behind the breakup
We will return both - me and you.

But if I can unknown
The short light of the daylight
But if I unknown can
Beyond the star belt, into the milky smoke?
- I will pray for you,
So that I don’t forget the earthly way,
I will pray for you
So that you return unscathed.

Inhuman power
In one crush of all cripple,
Inhuman power
Earthly has thrown off the earth.
And she didn’t protect anyone
Away the promised meeting
And she didn’t protect anyone
Hand calling in the distance.
Do not part with your loved ones!
Do not part with your loved ones!
Do not part with your loved ones!
Sprout with all your blood into them, -

And every time, say goodbye forever!
And every time, say goodbye forever!
When leave for a moment!