HIRO a.k.a. HiRoSima - Лови в ебало шапалак - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

A small river, sometimes even a stream, gurgles quietly in the gorge. You can spend hours tirelessly admiring its streams, either flowing around the boulders scattered here and there, or creating foamy whirlpools near them, and not suspect that it costs nothing for this peaceful stream to turn into a merciless beast in one minute. A sharp rise in water, a flood caused by heavy rains or rapid melting of snow somewhere in the upper reaches - the stream is no longer a stream, but a roaring stream, sweeping away everything in its path, muddy with silt, sand and soil. The very stones and boulders that he so tenderly flowed around were torn from their places.

This is a mudflow.

Sel is known in many countries: in India and China, Turkey and Iran, in the Caucasus and Central Asia.

One day (it was in July one thousand nine hundred and twenty-one) the night streets of Almaty were filled with alarming cries:

- Mudflow is coming!

An ominous roar was already heard from the mountains, and a few minutes later a mud-stone stream the height of a two-story house fell on the city. He carried blocks with him; others reached two meters in diameter.

(According to V. Mezentsev) 162 words