yes, there are many people, and we say great toasts, people, sprinkled with wine , geta, pavertse, work, and there we are, our brothers, with your eyes and heroes, the characters of our programs, i love and remember , and misha, finberg, tsaper , we have eternal memory, eternal sleep.

let's love life every hour, just let's sing now, and this life will love us, let's love life every hour, just let's sing now, this is living, love!

glad to see you all, the most extraordinary everyday rights can be spread like a forest and a saint. everything is going to hell. we let's try the enchantment of skin heat, the memory of the physical and non-paustrian forces of the world. menavita is infected with the following and the magical folklore expedition, which is paradoxical number 573. it will happen many times in advance in the past. oh, what's there! the noise is learned, that the kamarkai on

the murkha is azhanіўsya, and that the kamankai on the murkha are azhanіvsya, he learns his own little wife, that you don’t know how to live and the muscles are not maryts, shaking my hands, the muscles are not marytsі, the stick marchytavale, pure field with a green duraga, pure field with you ...

oh, my love, it was different. this route would not be too far, we traveled 15 km and all the way from baraulyanakh, which is in the minsk region, here we learn and listen to hundreds of good sapraudas, and you yourself are in contact with these circuses of the nearest for an hour, pakul for an hour we know about... you, whoever has

the responsibility to create a new musical-vocal collection for just starting the songs. let's find hibernaculum yulia yashchanka and campsite sergei sukhamlin. vitayu aksana. i know everyone who adds time and time with us from the program forward and backward. kali ў us naradzhayutstsa dzetsi, we are mary ab tym, if at zhytstsі yana became academicians, mentor tsi yashche. and adbyvaetstsa, adbyvaetstsa, as adbyvaetstsa, as a hello, we share time with you, we not only listen to the traditions, but also all the same in our eyes, in advance. tell me please, how do you feel in this studio?

we met this time at the baraulians in minsk, there were many gentlemen in minsk, legends and fallen ones, so soon after they were discharged

by a certain famous magnate of a madman-doctor, his name was iago ferans, here the people lived a young life , i was telling fortunes about the dacha. neyak paisla dzeuchyna ў forest pa yagada, nakhіla. over the bath and jumped at the snake creature that was burrowing there on the dormouse. the old doctor couldn’t help him with anything, and then the peasants said, “we need the people and ferants.” and the doctor raised the doctor's dacha, and from those couples, when they got together, everything turned out to be feranza, and the meat, even when the doctor arrived, began to be called dafferentsy.

we return from baraulyan to the steel studio, the roof of the great courtyard, because the old gastsinna is right next to us, there was a baraulyan roof. created in 1999, by the dignitaries and kiraunik for our day this is alina rygoraina gorskaya. it is known that in the spring of next year the baraulian krynichka marks the twenty-fifth anniversary of the stage. leather crafter, so would be movits, and shavets, and kravets, and kaval, and planer. dzetsi sleep and play musical instruments, so abavyazkova and them will return. ale pakul kali laska ў icy gukazapisu, there it is. the dachshund is flying things on all things, the camper sergey sukhamlin and the hibernator yulia

yashchanka. oh, what's that noise about? why is kamar so interested in the fly? shto kamar day on the flies, he learns from himself a little tumbler, that i don’t know a lot about, that i don’t know about and i don’t know about. yulechka , thank you very much, you picked up the mood well, since you sing so well, then you already have some awards, achievements, tell us about them, well, i recently received two first places in the stargazer competition, these were places for a poem for vocals, and you are also a reciter, you read a poem, it’s clear who your favorite author is, yuri kisel, okay, well then, let’s sing our song, then the heroes of this program

chose life outside the city. geta is not a family thing, all our uncles and great-grandfathers lived in their houses, falvarks, they came to the forest, here, here we are closer, there is peace and quiet. there they see more opportunities and make the most of them. there was an idea to put it.

one roll, the globe, wrapped along the equator of linear meters of fabric, if the entire fabric can be sewn 86 times. we have two main areas: automotive components and computer equipment. these products are not inferior to european foreign analogues, the approach to business, to which everyone should strive for. our company is no longer young. but its motto preserves traditions and boldly looks into the future, there are people who

have worked in our workshop for 42 years, we really value the continuity of generations, when you solve all the problems, you succeed in something, you get a certain level of pleasure, and that’s it moves you further and develops you professionally, watch the quality mark project on the belarus 24 tv channel . oh, how young i was walking, i was young, kalina lamala, walking, walking, walking, lamala, lamala, kalina lamala, oh i'm weak, i fell from kalina, oh i'm young, i grew up with a paw, i

fell, i fell, i fell from kalina. papala, papala, at the river's papala, oh i'm young, oku not spaymala, oh oh i'm young, oku nyadpayla , paymala, pymala, oku nyadpaymala, baryla-varyla, oku netvaryla, oh oh i'm young, gassey asked for it, oh ya...

raine and i’m practicing adjudication of the most virtuous discourses. there was such a thing to eat: the mothers and sons lived on the farms, they called for yours. the son would have been a beautiful and beautiful woman, but his mother, on the contrary, was as bright as the forehead falls, then the chalavek and the name of the daroz. we come to your next meeting and sustreў there dzyaўchynu, past not so yes mother and kazha: “let me marry ksiniya, bondaravai dacha.” the enchantress died like that. paehav navaz spatkanne, and the hole seems: “bitten your bitch ksiniya, yana ’s frog, remember, i finally have a lad and a hut, bachyts, bachytsya more than a spotted bitch, of course, he’s doing everything he can to on your paws, jump, and put your hands on your hands , pull out my kahanaya, otherwise all the scura is ableze, the knitwear has burned off and taken off the mark, and the pasture's pasture was named yours.

the green palm is the green one, softening the other one, cursing the quick captivity of the same guy.

let's try some tumbleweed feathers. baraulyanskaya krynichka, kalektyў velmi are sealed. pastayannaya ўdzel at various enterprises, national festivals, events of the belarusian state museum. folk architecture and life, many sources of smoke and culture. at the time, young artists received applause from slavakia, the czech republic, poland, and austria. for yakast sang in adkaze.

stopoleva green oak grove, uchistopoleva green oak grove, i would venture to suggest that you want to become an artist? yes, what would be better for you now, 100 filming on television or 100 likes on social networks, 100 filming on tv. do you have an artist you'd like to be like when you grow up? i want to be like juliana, like juliana. okay, let's finish recording our song, which you did very well. it turns out,

oh yes, the boys left the fair, oh yes, and they chopped up the apples, oh yes, oh yes, oh, oh yes, okaka, oh yes, and they chopped them up. apples, oh yes pasadzіgі likushachki, oh yes nadzyavaga darlings, hey, oh yes, oh yes, oh, oh, yes, oh danka, oh yes, nazjala, want darlings, oh yes pears and meat, oh yes dzyakki zagar nabrovya, oh yes, oh , yes, go, oh, yes, go, yes.

let me remind you that we are in baraulyanakh, jumping from the capital, and i will tell you the mythical stories from the past of the minsk region. there is a legend that there lived a jumping noblewoman in minsk, and then the matchmakers arrived, but the svavolnitsa admaulala. and all the stately, young, and poor nobles swayed to panenka, and began to dance for a long time. ale yago abranitsa was infuriating. adnoychy, arrived in chargovy times with matchmakers, young men in the abdomen of pachvarnag, and perhaps garadzhanin. don’t worry, the lad grabbed the wedding and

the sugar candy. at a desperate hour, a charming mermaid appeared in the race, who called to the waters of men and melted them in deep faiths.

so how did you feel during the recording? i thought that i was singing where there were a lot of spectators, thank you very much to the team who gave me this song, thank you very much too, that’s it, until we meet again, i’m done, and soon we’ll be informed about our on-air hour, another one has arrived

guchanne, recorded hell of the baraul ensemble... and now we are at the same time, as a successful student and adventurous campaigner syarhei sukhamlin and the young sleepwalker yulia yashchanka. we listen, oh, what ’s that noise, and we chat all day long. paedzem near the dzyatlauski district of navahodzina. oh, what kind of noise is there, what is the camaraderie on the fly , what is the camaraderie on the fly ? i, oh, i'm sorry ,

the weight of your sheaths on the pyanechakey climbed onto the camara, a strong borax, i’m on the tag the kamarika blew from the oak tree, i blew the kamarika from

the oak tree, oh, i fell, the kamarts broke, arms and legs fell, you lost, hands and feet fell, you lost, i got tired, oh, i got tired, oh, i got tired , oh, i got married, let’s sing, good threw nine pebbles, evil three, masha, pull the wine on the lock, boroulyanskaya krynichka, make the faces simpler, your teachers work well with you, great, thank you for this,