Saifullo Jurabayev

Pamir Mountains. Dangerous mountain passes. Deep gorges. Cars that carefully feel every meter of the difficult track with their wheels. The drivers' focused, tense faces...

Long, long ago, at the foot of the high mountains, lived a brother and sister. They lived in harmony, worked hard, but at the end of each day, they always found time to sing their favorite song. The sister especially loved to sing. All the local villagers loved the songs of this heroine — all except one cunning villain.

Pamir Mountains. Dangerous mountain passes. Deep gorges. Cars that carefully feel every meter of the difficult track with their wheels. The drivers' focused, tense faces...

Long, long ago, at the foot of the high mountains, lived a brother and sister. They lived in harmony, worked hard, but at the end of each day, they always found time to sing their favorite song. The sister especially loved to sing. All the local villagers loved the songs of this heroine — all except one cunning villain.