proved cognac and coffee, you will be replaced by sports and pros, lactic acid, no need to talk, squat until you drop, and don’t be gloomy and gloomy if you don’t have anything at all , wipe yourself off with whatever you have to, do water sports if you don’t have anything at all, wipe yourself off with whatever you have to, take care of things, just tours, bad news is not scary, we respond by running in place, even a beginner can win, beauty among those running, there are no firsts and those lagging behind, running in place, generally trying on, beauty among those running, there are no firsts and those lagging behind , running in place is generally reconciling,

walk around, health, happiness, success and most importantly love, thank you, walk around on the first, meet taisti pavaliy, i’m wrong, life is a box, this happens once, day after day, a place of rain, love pours. love for us, my nights share sins, i melt in your hands, don’t get excited, just love, just love, now, i ’ll be yours, kiss like me, kiss like me, to my lips, yes... believe me, know that this is fate,

knocking on our hearts, i am in your hands, i will be yours, kiss like me, kiss like me, my lips, trust, know that this is fate, knocking on yours hearts, i’m in your hands, why use words , i’m in love, there’s no need to look for reasons, it’s a dream, love like me, you’re the best of men , we’re destined to be together, i thought i was nobody’s, you’re not alone, my heart knows that. .. i am yours, i will be yours

, kiss like me, kiss like me, to my lips , trust, know that this fate will flow into your hearts, i am in your hands, i will be yours, kiss like me, kiss like me to my lips. trust him, know that this is fate, knocking on your hearts, i am in your hands, i will be yours, i will be yours, i will be yours. kiss like me, kiss like me, mine

lips, trust, know that this is fate , knocking on hearts, i am in your hands, i will be yours, kiss like me, kiss like me, my lips, trust, know that this is fate, knock... trailer of the heart, i in your hands, thank you, radio chanson, i wish you love, be loved and love, oh time, eh time, hey, take a walk, take a walk, eh, take a walk! take a walk on the first

stage evgeny kemerovsky. the rib bush will flare up bitterly, and love in the moscow autumn colors will pass by without stealth, like barefoot spring youth, life has become a beautiful romance, forgive me for cruel jealousy, feelings are often a deception and twinkle like a lonely star, and love is the color of eight patties. kuyu will gather the leaves into yellow strands, i will hug you with a kiss, fair-haired, i am you in a snow-white outfit, for me.

a stranger to everyone, the autumn days have become short, i miss your love, we have ceased to be in love , there is bitterness in my heart, as before, i drink vodka with a hateful tear, i live in anticipation of the hope of meeting the kindest, sweetest, and love blooms in moscow autumn . will gather the leaves into yellow strands, i will hug, kiss, fair-haired, i am you in a snow-white outfit.

and in any color in the moscow autumn, if it gathers it in yellow strands, i will hug you with a kiss. fair-haired, i’m wearing a snowy bicycle outfit, and love is the color of moscow, just,

oh, hey, go for a walk, go for a walk. everyone, take a walk , hey, let's go together, take a walk on the first stage, the group september, brought life to the world, turned the world into a whirlpool, rolled like hard cash, i didn't... regret it and didn't save up, we were frightened by the impassable land, struck by the endless ocean, i wanted to know what is true, what is false, where the truth is, where there is complete deception, from

september to september, all around. the earth struggles, nothing is done in vain, there are no chance meetings in the world, stakes will fall one by one, the planets will change in the sky, september to september, stubble is difficult. in victory, i won’t blame anyone, it didn’t come true, but that means it’s not mine, time, as always, will heal wounds,

fill the cup to the brim, i love life, although it’s not sugary, it can hit you hard in the teeth. only i ’ll give my last shirt to someone close to me. from september to september, the earth rotates along the roof, nothing is done in vain, there are no random meetings in the world, rumpled thighs i, the planets will change in the sky, for everything... a series until september, the syrmists have a difficult path to victory,

from september. september, the earth flies around, nothing is done in vain, there are no chance meetings in the world, the gentlemen will fall down, the plans are replaced in the sky, from september to the network.

ask, snowy city of white dews, where love scattered grains, we were created from two sins, we were baptized by one legend, feelings will drown in gentle voices, and you will tell me that i am yours, filled with passion. hearts, where love is yours alone, our happiness is full of yours, beats in

heart, love is greedy, we have neither mine nor yours, we have been living for a long time, between two worlds, our happiness is one, yours, love beats in our hearts, we have neither mine nor yours, we have been living for a long time between two worlds, my friends, how are you feeling, with me, with me, that’s it, love , happiness, without love the earth will grow cold, i’m rooting for you. oh, as before, as before, i see eyes of burning love at night, we are afraid to leave not together,

i am a continuation of your love, we are illuminated by hope and tenderness, your sunny eyes are inspired by boundless love. started, our the only happiness is yours, the whole heart is greedy for love, we have neither mine nor yours, we have been living for a long time between two worlds, our happiness is the only one for you, it beats in the heart, greedy love is not ours. neither mine nor yours, we have been living for a long time, between

two worlds, our happiness is one in yours. let us penetrate into the heart, love is greedy, we have neither mine nor yours, we have been living for a long time, between yours. feasts, our happiness, one in the two of us, howling in our hearts, love is reaping, we have neither mine nor yours, we have been living for a long time, between two worlds, thank you very much,

have a good evening! gather all your friends, to the stars chanson, sing along, meet, sergei rostov , who loves less is smarter, love is subject to ecstasy, who knows but is silent more cunning, the language is bad, advice to the eye, how... if you wish, that means it’s a sin, if you don’t dream, that means you love , when you can’t, bitter laughter, when you are jealous, it means you are judging who has a candle, who has destiny, behind

frivolity there is carelessness, everyone has their own star, death carries infinity, in deeds of the weak-willed to contemplate, in deeds of greatness to make mistakes, in deeds of the brave to rebel, the destiny of the cowardly deny. a lazy person loves a bass voice, a vocal person dilutes his thoughts, the ambitious ones are close-minded, we add the dark ones to the looks, to whom there is a candle, to whom there is destiny, we put

carelessness behind the lungs, everyone has their own star. life is a continuation of desires, religion, love, a backbone, the light of fruitless expectations, who loves less is with me, love is subject to ecstasy,

who knows, but is silent more cunningly, the tongue is bad, advice. to whom is the candle, to whom is fate? for frivolous carelessness, everyone has their own link, death wears infinity, death wears infinity, our death is endless. dance, sing, oh, take a walk, your favorite artists meet the stage, sergei trofimov, somewhere in london the rain is pouring down in the morning, the vosts

of the worn-out cab mistresses, there are no places. you will find, playing on the stock exchanges, turns into the usual british gobil, here the order of food is unchanged and simple, like the queen’s parliamentary throne, the influential pound, the bourgeois imperial tree continues to grow, and i live in russia, at the most extreme point of existence and... i i live in russia, it’s just my homeland, in this wild power, bound. washed away by dreams, it’s unlikely that life will become easier for days, but this is my home,

the chestnut tree is blooming on saintclair boulevard, in the mestral got lost in the bois de boulogne, and the glass of burgundy wine is shaking, the sacred groel is slowly rediscovered, here is one people, respect. years, and i live in russia, from the most extreme point of existence, i live in russia, this is simply my homeland, in this wild power. skova has been a thing of the past forever, it’s unlikely that life will become simpler for days, this is my home,

i had a friend. he left a long time ago in those parts where shocks and troubles are not expected, for him our life is like a bad movie, where the budget cannot save a mediocre plot, sometimes he calls, finds out how you are doing and hears the last one, if he doesn’t understand something, we burn to two in order to rise again from the sky.

it’s unlikely that life will become more networked and easier, but this is my home, i will live easier, but this is my home, this is my home, this is my home. thank you very much, guys, thank you for having us, because in fact, it’s for your sake that all

this is happening, we’re having a nice walk, oh, walk around, applaud, welcome, alexander buinov, great, guys! with a foreigner in the compartment, finding ourselves alone, we talked about one thing all night until the morning, he kept wanting to know how we live here, where others would definitely not even spend a day lived, until dawn i sang our songs to him, and my soul smiled, and my heart ached, he nodded his head in the cigarette smoke, but could not understand. what is the secret power, i live in russian, god help the manager, but i don’t make mistakes myself

, i try, i live in russian, i will fall down 100 times, and rise 100 times, uh... smiles, i forgive debts everything is in the world, and then i’ll pour some snacks, i’ll put it on, but if you ask me for help, i won’t keep you waiting for a long time, i live by my heart, but you live by my mind, i don’t want to be with you, i’ll switch places, come on , dear, i will hug you and may you be healthy!

i’ll light a candle in the church, i live in russian , god help the manager, but i don’t make mistakes myself, i try, i live in russian, i’ll fall 100 times and get up 100 times, smiles, i’ll live in russian, i’ll i live in russia, god help the manager, but don’t make a mistake myself, i’m old. i

will live in peace, i will fall a hundred times, and i will fall 100 times, smiling, i will live in peace, i will fall 100 times, and i will fall 100 times, smile. you know, i came up with a chant behind the scenes: russia is us, russia! this is me, russia is

rosina, mine, russia is us, russia is, russia, bye, take a walk on the first, meet brandon stone. hit direct fire, clearly a machine gun, exactly hit in the middle, shooting in the mouth , scattered to shreds, blue eyes, flooded the field, ala i... soz dressed up in a red

saraf, floated burning the air, a fiery thief, kites without wings beat at random, the city turned into a red-cheeked hell. flocks of 47 strikos swooped in, pouring blood on the wings of the birches, the floor moved, making a table, more russian, golden shoulder straps.

the fight was stubborn, the night was choking on bony fingers, death was keeping its score, the pain, the rusty earth, were saturated. tears of crying and sorrow splashed into the eyes, the sky was choked, though without a face, a child’s tear fell from the sky , flocks of 47 strikos flew in with blood. pouring over

the wings of the birches, the field moved, making a table. russian displeasure with golden shoulder straps, hit direct fire. a machine gun clearly hit in the middle, shooting in the mouth, scattered into pieces,

blue eyes, the field was flooded, scarlet dew. thanks a lot. good mood to you all. we walk beautifully, sing along as much as we can. on stage, evgeny grigoriev. calm down, not everything is in vain, but the fire burns in eyes, we speak, like strangers in two different languages, silently between the lines

, in a lively way at odds, every day has become like everyone else, and there is no chance to end the argument, they do not coincide, i speak as it is. the sweets have finished playing only revenge, day and night, your feminine whim, drink it if you want, the last service, day and night, listen, hear, i know you will forgive, day and night, your feminine whim, hit it if you want, the last service, don’t scream, listen hear, i know you will forgive. you are still angry, there is no reason to be offended, your heart

is cut, we are alike, we are not the same, i tell it like it is, but only revenge was played with sweets. day and night, your feminine whim , beat it if you want, last service, day and night, listen, hear, i know you will forgive, day and night, your feminine whim, beat it if you want, but this summer service, don’t scream, listen, hear , i know you will forgive, day and night, your feminine whim, beat it if you want,

the last service, you are not the night, listen, hear, i know you will forgive, day and night, your feminine whim, beat it if you want, the last service. don’t scream, but rather hear, i know you will forgive, day and night, your feminine whim, you want to wait, last service, day and night, wait, hear, i know you will forgive, day and night, your feminine whim, want to be, last service, don’t scream, please hear, i know, you will forgive, i know , you will forgive. i know you are a prostige,

i know you will forgive, don’t be shy. people, come on, hug, dance, oh, have fun! maxim aleynikov! there is no deadening choice. i’m in the forest again, i can’t overcome the second-class, but i’m not for the second, but play your role, level, the key is not able to double, scroll through the days gone by again, you you will see in me the clarity of ambition, where the wheels are flying, where the words are infinitely skittish, in the eyes of a legend there are often lies and... excessively talkative, love will lead you into trouble, and

family is not a loss for love, we are wounded, we are a wounded use, we are being hunted time, and shameless gluttons to choke on, surprising the words with layers, we talk about love until the morning, surprisingly confusing the name. the time of animal passions has come, many suggestions can be described, you find a smarter theologian, it’s easier to crawl into the heart with admiration, unnecessary days are dying, without love without you, we are looking for the crushing will of melancholy, to the puppy squeal again, where you are a single whole, in the infinite there is one unit. i don’t want either earthly or saints, i agree

to fast with love, love pushes us in the wounds, and a family won’t lose for love, we are wounded and wounded, time is hunting for us, and shameless hugs in a choke, surprising words, layering, we speak until morning about love, the name is confused. surprisingly, oh, hands are up, still, so, i see, still, we are being pushed by the rocks of love.

don’t yawn, take a walk, meet your favorite stage artists. alexander ivanov and the group rhonda. when the last lighter falls into the snow. and autumn is treacherous, they will shoot you in the back when the road signs and their gas stations run out. when the shift ends, sunsets,

sunrises, autumn will give more rights to summer, there will be fewer questions left than in the pocket of answers, somewhere there, high far away, in the silvery clouds, a white bird is flying, into the hearts of the artists. under the gun of fate, and let the bullet fly, slowly, slowly, the heart is beating , madly, madly, but it doesn’t hurt, everything is on time, your bullet is flying, slowly, slowly, everything... knocking, madly, madly, the bullet is flying, that’s it

timely, and life in a thundering cast, a color film flies, breaking into fragments at the performance, for some it will leave only erased strings, for others applause. but let there be time left for a good song, autumn will sing it honestly with you. look, sky-star rails are running nearby, somewhere high and far away, white birds are flying in the silver clouds, the heart of an artist, under the gun of fate,

and let the bullet fly, slowly. slowly, the heart is beating, madly, madly, but it doesn’t hurt, everything is on time, your bullet is flying, slowly, slowly, the heart is beating, madly, madly, bullet flies, everything is on time. and let the bullet fly, slowly, slowly, your heart is beating, madly, madly, but it doesn’t hurt,

all the time, your bullet is flying. slowly, slowly, the heart is beating, madly, madly, the bullet is flying, everything is temporary, everyone is dancing and singing, a hot, wild debut. meet natalya gordienko. you know, mom, he’s so good, he’s not like others at all. shatter your heart, you know, this is love. he is just as i imagined, even

more than i expected, mom. i’m too defenseless, my mother is so happy with him, the weakest, the strongest, my mother is so beautiful with him, just with him, my sky is blue, mom, i’m so beautiful with him, the most, most vulnerable in my heart, mom, i’m so happy with him, just with him, exactly with him, and you are mine, my love, irrepressible, and you are mine , my love, tireless, you know, mom, he is so

deep, without me he is very lonely, he is different, he is funny and dear to me, you know, mom, i i live with love, i bathe in happiness every night, it’s not easy if the morning is without him, mom, i’m so happy with him, the weakest... mom i’m strong, mom’s like that with him beautiful, it’s with him alone that my sky is blue , mom i’m so happy with him, the weakest, the strongest, mom i’m so beautiful with him,

it’s with him alone that my sky is blue, mom i ’m so beautiful with him, the most... mine , my heart is vulnerable, my mother is so happy with him, just with him, just with him, and you are mine, great happiness and goodness to everyone! hey, thank you, a flurry of emotions and thunderous

applause, drink up, have fun! on the stage, alexander marshal, the stars rush in the sky like a wedge, and behind them a river flows, days and nights and clouds float away after them, people pass... me they pass, only you are with me to the end, the sun does not take our eyes off us, whispering with the moon, lei, fry, we all hurry up, so that it suddenly dries out, lei, blow away with the wind, i ’ll tell you, everything is not so too bad.

everything comes from nowhere and disappears into nowhere, but the only miracle is that you are always with me, i will forget what was in fashion, and i won’t remember a single skek or dream, let it all pass by, let... it be, if you are to the end with me, climb, climb, pity, get well soon, so that the coat dries out, lay, blow it with the wind, i ’ll tell you, it’s not so bad, time is ticking glass, you tell me. no matter how many years

have passed, it doesn’t matter if you live in love, live in love! feel sorry for lilya, i’ll heal everything quickly, it’s dried out in a hundred years, blow it, blow it with the wind, i’ll get up for you, it’s not that bad.

nationwide, oh, take a walk, meet, mikhail shaputinsky, everyone is a saint and a sinner, there are no exceptions here, i like you, an adult woman, with traces of the years lived. you know how to look young, the years are hidden in a network of wrinkles, there is a trace

of sadness and coldness in your eyes, from men who once betrayed you, you are like tart wine, with you right away stronger degree. and your beautiful eyes are tired , it doesn’t spoil you anyway, something from above has been given to you that cannot be expressed in words, i get drunk next to you, you are like tart wine, you are like... tart wine, you can spend years with you,

leafing through everything. spend the night until the morning, you know from experience, the truth is that love is just a game, a loser does not mean defeated, so live in hope that your heart will beat wildly again. from the anticipation of new love, you are like tart wine, the temperature with you is immediately stronger, and the fatigue of your beautiful eyes does not spoil you anyway, something it has been given to you from above that it cannot be expressed. you

, i get drunk next to you, you are like tart wine, you are like tart wine, with you the temperature is immediately stronger, and fatigue does not spoil your beautiful eyes, it doesn’t matter what... yes, from above you have been given something that cannot be expressed in words, i get drunk next to you, you are like tart wine, you are like tart wine, you are like

tart wine! thank you, thank you family! sedena kisses his beard, without hitting the rib, he knows his business, you passed by the granny in

the eyes. as if it had darkened, in your eyes, as if it had darkened, your red scarf, sparkling jurzheta, drove me crazy all summer, the aroma was perfumed, mysteriously beckoned to you, the graceful light and the clasp of gergette, your red scarf and the clasp of jurgette, a dream in love. this poet , and let the year run after the year, i remember that scarf, a beacon of my soul made of crepe georgette, heels knocking on the pavement, my heart stopped beating, the scarf was like wings behind my back, it was able to

deftly cling to my soul, deftly cling to my soul, yours red balloon clip jurgete, drove me crazy all summer, you intoxicated the aroma of perfume, lured the mystery into you, the graceful light of the jarget, your red scarf and the jarget, and the dream of a poet in love. and let year after year run, i remember that scarf, the beacon of my soul scraped georget's

guitar silhouette left. it drove me crazy all summer and the aroma of the perfume enigmatically begged you, the abundant light and the georgette clasp, your red scarf and the georgette clasp is a lover's dream. this is the poet and let year after year run, i remember sharki who is the beacon of my soul scrap-georgette, my soul the beacon

scrap-georgette, my soul the beacon and scrap georgette, thank you, thank you dear ones, happiness to you, good health, have a wonderful evening. oh time, oh time, hey, walk around, walk around, oh, walk around, walk around on the first, meet larisa dollina and garik zabelyan, moscow is running from boredom. and thousands of thoughts in the stream of people suffer and love each other, when the lights come on, you

freeze your heart in your heart to where. spring and night are waiting for the helper of love, moscow is running in leaps and bounds, and thousands of thoughts in the stream of people suffer and love. moscow runs away from each other out of boredom, and thousands of thoughts in

the stream of people suffer and love each other. masfe can't sleep until the morning, love brings you here the world is crazy, in the heart. a trace of happiness is visible , no one knows what the secret is, the black prince rules here at night, love throws dirt with feelings, people believe in luck only once, chance is looking for us, moscow is running rebounds. and thousands of thoughts in the stream of people suffer and love each other, moscow is running away from boredom, and thousands of thoughts in

the stream of people suffer and love each other. moscow is running away from the rush and thousands of thoughts are in the stream of people. suffer and love each other, thank you, we walk beautifully, oh, take a walk,

the queen is coming, meet us, uspenskaya love, marked by the almighty, anointed by the almighty , it happened that... lucky, but still my wounds are still there, and i still won’t refuse to be loved, and i can still live with you halfway, i’ll restore everything, with my soul naked. the formation was naked, and the chips

were added and the bets were doubled, it happened that the heat fell all the time on red, black, too risky, the lady was lucky, lucky, but still still dropped. mine, and i still won’t refuse to be loved, and i can still live with you to the fullest, i’ll come out with my soul naked, with my soul.

the card is mine, but everything is still not mine, but i still i will not refuse to be loved, but i can still light up with you to the fullest, i will bring everything, with my soul naked, naked. my friends, be

happy, be healthy, long live, oh, have a blast, if the stars are lighting up, then it’s a party, let’s light up the stage together. gazmanov, even in a broken mirror, bending over the fragments, in forgotten reflections , you will see me again, and love without... with

a smart bird will once again clog your window, we will dream of each other, we will dream, all the same, my only one. betrothed by the wind, illuminated by the light, my bright one, why should i now the king, the stars fall into the seas, if you are not near, my soul flies away, we did not lose hope in an hour. when trouble came, and now we

, as before, will be together forever, and our children will be born, they will give us flowers, the cold wind will disappear, dreams will come true, my only one. betrothed by the wind, illuminated by the light, my bright one, why do i need a king now? the stars serve the seas, if you are not near, those my soul have passed away.

again the heart is rushing to the sky, we are not afraid of heights, this bitterness will not come, from the sudden emptiness, break in our mirror. and there you will see bending down, leading the lives lived, returns ringing, my only one, betrothed to the wind,

illuminated by the light, my bright one, why do i need to reign now? stars fall into the seas, if you are not near, my soul flies.

spazivel. circling the earth and the winds with us, we really want to be friends forever.

a lot of joy, a lot of happiness in every home, let there be thousands, no, tens of thousands of new houses on the streets, and let there be thousands of smiles and at least one funny comedy film, you said that you want to take a walk with by me, on a quiet summer night. at a late hour in the park under the moon, not hiding regret, i lowered my gaze, where is your imagination, my dear dreamer, meetings under the clock, at the metro or

at the cinema, we ourselves know that this has been the case for a long time, or is it just a matter of waiting, on a blue star, where... it means he’ll set up a date for me, where with you, third to me, not under the moon on the moon. where with you to me under the moon

on the moon on the moon on the moon. hurry, my dear, hurry, my pretty one, put on your downy scarf, the snow is fluffy and the horses are fast and it’s a wonderful day, oh, horses, crows, and in all directions. the fields are wide and clear, and the sky is clear and the winter is empty, we are going to visit

for pancakes, how i love you and how i am waiting for you , you yourself know this, the bells are ringing, the ribbons are ringing, the russian winter is strong for us. in vain you hide your bright lips, hot face, ruddy open, the wind drinks young, don’t be afraid of the cold, when we are next to you, the two of us will stay and will not part, you know about this yourself, oh how she is, oh how good she is, oh ours russian winter, how i love you and how i'm waiting for you. you know about this yourself, the boomers are ringing,

roads, ribbons, the russian winter will rustle there, the bells will jingle, the roads will have ribbons, the russian winter will divide us. elizabeth, elizabeth, hoje eu canto amor por ti.

chishki sitting close, suddenly comes, hiding under the desks,

a note from the gray-eyed girl, come to the cinema, i’ll be with you. i’ll wait, you won’t come, i’ll still be waiting for you, just come, even if it’s raining and dark, this is a completely new, good movie, but in vain with blue tickets, a boy stood near the club. and again from that girl, that ’s when a note comes to lessons, come to kino, i’ll be waiting for you, if you don’t come, it doesn’t matter, i’ll be waiting for you, come exactly at seven, even if it’s raining and dark, these are

completely new, good. at the cinema, i don’t know how it will end, maybe it will all start all over again, but i want, oh, how i want there to be an ache in the boy’s heart, come to the cinema , i’ll be waiting for you, if you don’t come, i’ll still love you i’ll wait, come, and everything will be fine, even if it’s raining and dark, this is completely new, this is a new , very good movie,

the sun is walking under budba, today the sun is in love, there’s a couple in love, the street is smiling ano, go sirok sing and yes, the day is shining blue, i walk along the boulevards, a date with you, oh, i live like a sword, you have become my dream, you have become my news.

love, but on the way, like a couple in love, they smile for me today, everything around me is rejoicing today, the whole world is in love, the sun will kiss tenderly, today i’m wrapped up, today i’m wrapped up, today i’m wrapped up

in an agent. oleg, oh, where have you been, brothers, sisters , well, you know each other, oh, what, am i really on earth, they brought me back, and where was i, where were you, oh, don’t say, well, i’m walking along the wire before new year. i’m singing in such a mood and suddenly what she flies, the plate grabs me with a spoon and goes where oh where where i can’t say why i signed the subscription not to be disclosed, how i

was received and, most importantly, why they took me, why why? millions of years there is such a combination that they celebrate the new year at the same time, what are you talking about, why did they take me on a flash, what kind of one? flash, well, we have a new year's light, and they have a new year's flash, good, how they greeted me, well, well, well, i began to juggle, objects disappeared, i began to walk around the sinkhole, they booed, well, i don’t understand, i don’t understand, they themselves are walking on plates, i had to sing to kozlovsky, so how, they are doing an interesting job for the new year, here we are. christmas tree, green tree, toys, a christmas tree was born in the forest, but no, no, they don’t have a tree, but a stick, some kind of hexagonal one, with these things, what

’s interesting is that we have a table, a snack, things to do, yes, but they have there is no table, they are accelerating something , it’s standing on something, but it’s interesting, we first bam, and then they are the opposite, they first, and then bam, okay, they met an interesting year, we meet. they met 1968 already there, well six billionth year one thousand and nineteen , wow, and what women, what women, all bald, the more bald the head, the more beautiful it is, and fashion, fashion, we are in nilon,

and what is this? this is tv? yes, and there is color television, probably color, color, they have long forgotten, their television is black and white, modern, so, i turn it on, tant que la terre tourne, tourne, tournera. nous on s'aimera, nous on s'aimera, je te l'ai dit depuis le premier jour, et je

te leuirai toujours, car le temps passe, passe, passe, passera, nous on est aimera nous. nous on s'aimera, on prendra toi et moi, la vie comme elle viendra, mais rien ne nous séparera, quand que la terre tourne, tourne, tournera, louous s'ervera, nous ons s'ellevera. et dans tes bras, maintenant, si je pleure, ce sont des lune de bonheur,

l'avenir chante, chante, chante, chantera, nous on s'aimera, nous on s'aimera, quand que mon cœur va tr, quand que ton cœur va dr. il n'y aura que toi et moi, tant que la terre tournera, mon amour, nous, on seinera.

it is necessary, comrades, that’s right, pavel vasilyevich, for the health of the young, for the happiness of all young families, for ice to come to you this year, which one? just a minute, the gardens have not yet bloomed, in response to the first warmth, and i look at the familiar ais, who has raised his wing above the roof, oh, hello, ais, we are! finally

, they were waiting for you, thank you, ais, thank you, bird, this is how it should have happened, you remember how we parted, how i caught up with you, marus, you didn’t forget about the braids. ais also brought his first-born son. oh, hello, alisa, we have finally waited for you. thank you, ais, thank you, bird, yes and it had to happen.

the golden summer will fly by, my son will learn to walk. when it’s autumn, three people will come out to see you off on the road, good als, we just parted on earth, thank you, alsk, thank you bird, let our meeting be repeated.

at an evening session in a small town, an actress sang a song, a fairy tale, in a foreign language. i heard the slovenian forest in a movie, it was recently, it was a long time ago, it was recently. it was a long time ago, how could i

have thought, how could i have believed then that i was parting with our youth forever, but i remained for a long time, this waltz from the cinema, this... it was recently, it was a long time ago, these days will not rise, and will not rise from the fire, what is this old waltz, looking for me everywhere, as if we

were with you again. in a dim cinema , it was recently, it was a long time ago, it was recently, it was before...

what is it, let's do more, more, more, oh, this is, come on, my dear, young friends, let this be your young life will be joyful, happy, full of, like...

good and faithful comrades living in the next yard, or maybe it begins with that the songs that our mother sang to us, from the fact that no one can take away from us in any trials, where does the birth begin? dina, the treasured bench dodges, from the very birch tree that grows in the field, leaning in the wind.