Ïðîâîäèòå ëè Âû â ñåìüå ïî óòðàì åæåäíåâíûå òîðæåñòâåííûå ïîñòðîåíèÿ ñ ïîäíÿòèåì Ãîñóäàðñòâåííîãî Ôëàãà ÐÔ è ïåíèåì Ãèìíà?

Òû èçâèíÿþñü îõðåíåë???ß øòàòîâñêèé ãèìí ó÷ó -

O say, can you see, by the dawn’s early light,
What so proudly we hailed at the twilight’s last gleaming?
Whose broad stripes and bright stars, through the perilous fight,
O’er the ramparts we watched, were so gallantly streaming?
And the rockets’ red glare, the bombs bursting in air,
Gave proof through the night that our flag was still there.
O say does that star spangled banner yet wave
O’er the land of the free, and the home of the brave?

À ãèìíîì ÐÔ â çîíàõ çàäîëáàëè!Íà êàæäîé ïðîâåðêå!