“Бог дари на людето лозата!
                                                                                                                Лозата дари на людето гроздето!
                                                                                                                Гроздето дари на людето виното!
                                                                                                                Виното дари на людето песните!”

                                                                                                                                            Лозарион Струмански. ХІV век пр. Христа

 

 

                                                                                                                “Лебот е за телото, виното - за душата!”
                                                                                                                                                           Дионис Черничевски. ІV век пр. Христа

 

 

                                                                                                                “Мехлемот е за рани физични, виното – за рани душевни!”
                                                                                                                                            Свети Трифон Зарезан Симитлийски. VІІ век

 

 

                                                                                                                 “Боже, що си горе, там, на небесата,
                                                                                                                 на лозарите подкрепяй Ти ръката.
                                                                                                                 В Крупнишката църква, що е най-голема
                                                                                                                 и от Сердика до Солун като нея нема,
                                                                                                                 надпис на колана сложих с мисъл нова,
                                                                                                                 да се чати от тогава, оногова,
                                                                                                                 дека виното е света кръв Христова,
                                                                                                                 на душа и тело светото причастие,
                                                                                                                 що отнема мака и дарува щастие!”

                                                                                                                                                 Иоасааф ІІІ, епископ Крупнишки. ХVІ век

 

                                          

                                                                                                                 ВИНЕНА ПАРТИЯ
                                                                                                                 /Химн на винената партия/

 

                                                                                                                 Във виното майко истината е                     
                                                                                                                 Във виното майко бело, цървено             
                                                                                                                 имаме ли вино весело ни е                         
                                                                                                                 немаме ли вино тъжно, тъжно е                 

                                                                                                                               Припев: 

                                                                                                                               Винена е наща партия                 
                                                                                                                               хубава е майко весела
                                                                                                                               Винена е наща партия
                                                                                                                               истинска е както виното.

 

                                                                                                                  Винаги с Трифон лозе кроиме
                                                                                                                  Кроиме го майко и наричаме                                                              
                                                                                                                  “Ой ти лозе, лозе щедро ти бъди
                                                                                                                  бъчвите ни с руйно вино напълнени”

 

                                                    
                                                                                                                               Припев:...........................................

                                                                                                                   Във виното майко истината е
                                                                                                                   Във виното майко бело,  цървено
                                                                                                                   имаме ли вино весело ни е
                                                                                                                   немаме ли вино тъжно, тъжно е

 

                                                                                                                               Припев:...........................................

 

 

                                                                                                                                        Текст:      Димитър Янев, Борис Сандански
                                                                                                                                        Музика:   Димитър Янев   
                                                                                                                                        Аранжимент:  Димитър Динев
                                                                                                                                        Изпълняват: Таня Костова, Николай Кимчев

 

                                                                                                                   ОЙ, ТИ ВИНО

                                                                                                                   Винена лоза се в лозе вила,                                 
                                                                                                                   слънцето дарило я со сила,                                  
                                                                                                                   едри гроздове навред родила,                             
                                                                                                                   с руйно вино бочви напълнила. 

                         
                                                                                                                          Припев: Който вино пие –                                   
                                                                                                                                         бели са му дните,                                                  
                                                                                                                                         който вино пие –                                                   
                                                                                                                                         цар е на мечтите.                                                   
                                                                                                                                         Който вино пие –                                                  
                                                                                                                                         от сърце той пее,                                                   
                                                                                                                                         който вино пие –                                                   
                                                                                                                                         в щастие живее. 
                                                    

                                                                                                                   Ой ти, вино – дар си ни небесен,
                                                                                                                   с теб животът мил е и по-лесен.
                                                                                                                   Още в древно време са те пили
                                                                                                                   и в теб истината са открили.


                                                                                                                         Припев: Който вино пие –
                                                                                                                                        бели са му дните,
                                                                                                                                        който вино пие –
                                                                                                                                        цар е на мечтите.
                                                                                                                                        Който вино пие –
                                                                                                                                        от сърце той пее,
                                                                                                                                        който вино пие –
                                                                                                                                        в щастие живее.

                                                                                                                   Вино, о, творение вълшебно,
                                                                                                                   повече от хляб си ни потребно.
                                                                                                                   Ой ти, вино – чаши да отпием –
                                                                                                                   истината в теб и ние да открием.


                                                                                                                           Припев: Който вино пие –
                                                                                                                                          бели са му дните,
                                                                                                                                          който вино пие –
                                                                                                                                          цар е на мечтите.
                                                                                                                                          Който вино пие –
                                                                                                                                          от сърце той пее,
                                                                                                                                          който вино пие –
                                                                                                                                          в щастие живее.


                                                                                                                                                                  Текст: Борис Сандански

 

СТАРИЯТ ХИМН НА ВИНЕНАТА ПАРТИЯ

САДИЛА МОМА КРАЙ МОРЕ ЛОЗЕ

Садила мома                                            
край море лозе. /2                                    
Ем го садила.                                            
                          ем го плакала.  /2                                                                

                                                                                                               Ой лозе, лозе,
                                                                                                               ти бело грозде. /2
                                                                                                               Защо те сада,
                                                                                                               защо те имам? /2

                                                                                                               Братя си немам                                        
                                                                                                               да ми те режат, /2                                    
                                                                                                               снаи си немам                                          
                                                                                                               да ми те копат. /2 

                                                                                                               Внуци си немам                                                             
                                                                                                               да ми те берат, /2
                                                                                                               момци си имам –
                                                                                                               само вино пият. /2

                                                                                                               Ой лозе, лозе,
                                                                                                               ти бело грозде. /2
                                                                                                               Затова те имам,
                                                                                                               затова те гледам. /2                     

                           

                           

                                                                                                               ВИНО

 

                                                                                                                        На Иван Лулейски, председател на Винената партия
                                                                                                                        и всички почитатели на напитката на Боговете.

 

                                                                                                                Вино! В него истината са открили Вино!     
                                                                                                                древни римляни и македонци преди тях.      
                                                                                                                С него много векове са се редили                  
                                                                                                                по земята в радост, веселби и смях.               

 

                                                                                                                Вино! Всички са пред теб еднакво равни:          
                                                                                                                няма цар и роб, слуга и господар,                         
                                                                                                                селянин неук или могъщ държавник,                   
                                                                                                                който да не иска да ти е другар.                        

 

                                                                                                                Кръв Христова – огън си чудесен:
                                                                                                                на мечтите – рай, на грижите балсам.
                                                                                                                Ти си на нозете танци, на устни – песен;
                                                                                                                всеки с теб открива своя Бог голям.

 

                                                                                                                Вино! Я в наздраве чаши да отпием
                                                                                                                и в небесна промисъл и благослов
                                                                                                                с радост истина и тази да открием:
                                                                                                                “Любовта е вино – виното – любов!”

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                 Борис Сандански, 12.VІІІ.2006

 

 

                                                                                                                          ВИНОТО Е ЛЮБОВ – ЛЮБОВТА Е ВИНО
                                                                                                                                 НО КАКВО СА ТЕ БЕЗ ПЕСЕНТА!?

 

     В дългия керван от години и векове две велики магии са маркирали житейските съдбини на човечеството: ВИНО и ЛЮБОВ!


     ВИНО и ЛЮБОВ – две магии, дарени от Сътворителя, за да има за какво да се живее!


     ВИНО и ЛЮБОВ – това са две благини, които изпълват със съдържание съдбовната чаша на живота!


     Но какво са те без песента?


     И в древни времена, и сега песента е тяхната благочестива спътничка и в беди, и в радости, един бял друм в света на радостите и мечтанията.


     Приятели, да тръгнем по този бял друм.


     Книгата, която държите в ръцете си, е едно малко кътче от необятната градина на песните, потвърждаващи, че виното е любов, любовта – вино: най-сладките опиати, идващи от все вечността, пресичащи настоящето и отправени към идното.


     Ръководството на Винената партия подбра в тази книга само едно скромно букетче от песенни бисери от песенната градина на Пиринския край, колкото за малко есенция към сътворението от незнайния народен творец за виното и любовта.


    Тази книжка, Приятели, да приемем като една почит към тези, които са се грижели и грижат за лозята, които са правили и правят вино, за да е честита трапезата и на сиромах, и на богат. Една сакрална почит и към тези, които с незнайните си имена, са осмислили и днешното ни битие с непомръкващи мелодии и ритми…


   И заедно с мен, Приятели, да отправим думи на благодарност и към тези, които с щедростта си направиха възможно тази книга да е в ръцете Ви.


   И никога да не забравяме, че ВИНОТО, ЛЮБОВТА И ПЕСНИТЕ за тях, са ТРИЕДИНЕНИЕТО, осъществяващо връзката между НЕБЕСНОТО и ЗЕМНОТО.

 

                                                                                                                                                                                                 инж. Иван Лулейски
                                                                                                                                                                                                 /Председател на Винената партия/

    За повече информация, натиснете следния линк.

 

 

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