i see your luck in the distance, why now , when life has flashed past you, i miss you, i cry, when we entered the studio, i was also present at the recording, i was surprised that i remember ermolenko, his voice... usually

the artist’s voice becomes a little lower, and he’s in the same key, not half a tone lower, not by much in the studio, but it’s just that yarmolenko, who is now 35-40 years old there, sounds such a bright, absolutely recognizable, branded voice, these words probably don’t belong to me, this in my opinion. yuri antonov said that on the stage, even without having a huge voice, you need recognition, you need a very distinctive , interesting timbre, and i agree with him in this regard, because although anatoly has a very good range, he has boritonal, good low notes, and as a tenar he feels good, comfortable, the fact is that it has a recognizable timbre, from the very first note you can hear that it is ermolenko, that it is sebre, it has a dense timbre, it gives elasticity.

in 1973, we had 50 years of cooperation and we didn’t even have time to quarrel or fight. we cooperate normally, ok, in general we communicate very well. do you remember, we used to write to each other, in the mailbox, we threw envelopes , we waited for weeks, the answer was handwritten, we sent paper letters again, you remember, we

used to call each other, to the telegraph office, on weekends we went and chatted in cubicles, glass and cramped .

has been addressed in the past and has gone forward. belarus yashche abavyazkova is dying and praising their old and new songs. the skin of the grass and the noble race, the light will be consumed by you only then, if there is god.

it’s so easy with you, kind, kind people, only then, when you’re with you, kind, kind people, kind people, here and far, good people. it's so light with you , it's so light with you, it's so light with you, it's so light with you, it's so light with you, it's holy and it's good, it's so bright with you, good people, kind people people, djakuy for geta, kind people,

give us, dzyakuy for,

for gastsey, gay music, hey we sing together with us, hey harmonica, have fun, dance we sleep. we sing along with the song on the way, we weighed, we danced let’s do it, let’s sing, we drove with the song on the move, the belarusian was fired, the sadness settled on the steel. who knows how to do well

, who knows how to dance, who knows how to dance, who knows how to dance, who knows how to dance, who knows how to dance, who knows how to dance, who knows how to dance with us, who knows how to dance with us, who knows how to dance with us, who dances with songs, who dances with songs, who dances with songs and on... there is no life and we want

to love you often, we want to love you often, we don’t forget you, and we want you to love us, and we’ll sing together with you, gay harmonics, we’ll dance for your songs, and we’ll have fun. man let's sing, sing along, songs for the lucky ones, songs found, hey hey, hey, hey sing with us, hey harmonic of the lucky ones, dance with the lucky ones, sing back, songs on the code of the lucky ones, songs for the joyful times,

shannoin spadarsiya, bathing sarde i honor you and all the saints i wish you joy, happiness, unforgettable joy, pain and happiness! happy new year!

kind, yakiya, kind, good evening, kind, good.

there will be a hotch and a si rescue there will not be there without swamp nights, but a whole one could.

kolyada, kolyada, kolyada, yak paishla kalyada, faith for christmas, oh, leli, leli, everyone is dying for christmas, as atalya came, yes , let’s walk in the streets, leli-lyoli, let ’s walk in the streets, let’s walk in the streets, scatter scorching fire, rejoice, rejoice. marya prysnozeva day christ's birth is yours, rejoice, rejoice mary, the day of christ's birth is yours.

the belarusians are praising the hut on the steel, the self-woven abrasive bulbs. baked cheese and solder, some marcozza, sourdough chara. nitsata zamneto kotitssa, we are flying i stand with bread, naked skin, who has come,

belarusian stagnation, belarusian kingdom, weighed glory. a pamphlet talk, no matter how low spirited, the god of the rustling fell, not looking at the young, at the old kamota, the little girl of fun, sing, all my thoughts are gone. but merrily,

we hover slurping, skin yes, who has appeared, belarusian feast, russian stagnation, happy glory, state people in the hut, belarusians are drinking on steel. yes, madam, i am abruses, i am asking for a house, satan,

i am asking for a house, my dear brothers, we let's take the left hand. and who showed up? belarusian feast, belarusian feast, cheerful glory. belarusian stagnation, belarusian feast, spring, lie, glory. kalyada-kalyadetsa, the whole little glass is put, the whole

little glass is kladzetstsa, shonaya caroling, caroling-carolling, the party is getting along, the party is being ironed, the carol is singing. the lid on the taka will fall off, scrape the flour there , the girls will blow on the street, the lid will go for a walk , the canoe will be taken out, the slave will swim, it will be fun to sleep, the kalada will be called, the kalada will be called, the party will be happy, the party will be happy okay, joking. carol, carol , carol, little girl, little girl, black carol,

the bear will sit on the heels, fall kalachi, kala darlings go, let me fall. kolya puts the whole short on the carol, the whole fry is ironed, the shonaya carols,

the carol-kalya.

horoda, all of me, svenya, all of me, svenyu, pasimyanu, looked at the girl, and the simyana.

marusya, marusya , marusya, you are not my horses, new ones, i am stingrays, my neighbors are busy, i’m working on my chores, and i...

and i’m drumming and swinging palandwomen on my fingers, i’m looking at them, and i’m still thinking i appreciate it, for you may marusya , i sit down for you, for you may marusya, i am everywhere, for the sake of may marusya, we pagasilі kagantsy, scorching zpatsi, i am

for you... and where did i go marushka may dear may frost i situzza dze zh you may frosty ezka dze may morotsa ya sretsa de may morotsa. maruska, dze you, goutsa, let me know the old dzed kala peralaza, on the back give kacharga,

page four times, and i am in the forest, not of may marosya, i am with you, dze you are of my maruzaya, among the people, dze may... maruzza , where are you , marusa, maruska, dze you, dze you, maruzka, it’s cool, as i arrived home, the bike, as if confused, and with the back of my neck empty pockets, and i ’m everywhere, where’s my trouble, and i’m foaming, where ’s my trouble. oh, i’m already wondering, this is my drizzle, i’m already wondering, this isn’t my drizzle, marusya, ukha, children, children, marusya!

tsi dooshtsi s neburby, nadvor, hi naroz bevuts, dyfardukunyan savor. bulbs smell the noses of belarus, bulba bulbachka, grow up galubachka, you are punished, you are all poisonous , yashche pachkvarachka, you are a little character, and belarus is not

great, yashche is a gingerbread man, little character and belarus is not great. on the road ahead affectionate people here and zhytselya ahchey zgatue rosny savory grass navarits vulba on heels gechka rascinavuchka you punish all the poison yashche pachvarachka charachka and belarus. great-great-grandfather yashche pa varachka, sredka charachka and belarus is not great-padze, but grazing the brown machniskaya and legs

themselves dance, and the rotten sweet belarusian mustache whirls around itself, ek my grandmother blossomed. kubachka, you karae, va yadze, yashche pashvarachka, you zredku charachka, and belarus is not great, yashche pastvarachka, characka, and belarus is not great.

dear belarusians, we pray you to the holy saints novaga of the year, we wish you happiness. healthy, samaga naylepshaga ў nadykhodzyachim 2024 , happy new years.

kalyada-kalyana, kalyada-kalya, kolyada, kolyada, kolyada, kolyada, oh, rana-rana, the chickens started singing, kolyada, akuras.

yanachka was taken, taken, kolyana, kolyana,

kalyana, kolyana, kolyana, kolyana, kolyana. flying over the whole earth, the heart freezes, any of

you, the flesh is scorched, the snow is white, the road is whole, everything is far away, the snow is steamed on the bare surface, and it is good. i'm going to eat, i'm going to go, i'm good, i'm going to go, i'm going over the whole earth, dear freeze, anyone with you!

to the door myatselitsa, sleigh dances, high smile bright, vochy hatsatsya, dear, sweet in the winter war, yes to you, charming, food to you, yes to you charming. i’m driving and the snow is falling all over the earth. sen! freeze, anyone with you, sneh idze latae on the whole earth, dear, freeze, anyone with you,

oh! it was christmas time and a rich celebration, singing heavenly songs like the ladies' little hands. paki s kaubasa savored the sun bellows behind your back kalyada kalyada getalatay that for tsila kalatay karakhod krytstsa vigilant i encourage you to sparkle, dawdle, dawdle. zurachka

holy praemyanitsa zyaedai stracha cossack with the myadzvedzem vesyalika kalya and the words of god at once mosіstsa naukola here and there various deaths reaping times kalyada kalyada geta kalyada what for dziva kalyada karagodzitsa vikrytstsa vigilant i adore and spray. the christmas and rich feasts began to spread, the songs of the heavenly feasts of the tale were sung, the pancakes from the park with

cabbage of relish, he and the furs, the burdens behind the back of the kalyat.

kitchen and household goods, skin home, skin care, creation of the most cherished maraus, with new year! on dvara snyazhok, snyazhok, and ў happe slyadok, slyadok, and yago naslyadziў, there vanechka hadziў, apkazh yago naslyatіў, there і vanechka adzin, he himself is young, konikava

wounds, curls are curling, peeking, kup ry obіvayutstsa, dzetsi dagladyutstsa, ivanka the garou dripped and the black crust was trampled, and the manishkas were walking, gascinykino. noses, and shirtfronts, classy noses, knocking and knocking of a vakenka, and a panenachka at home. and now, little girl, you’re wearing a little beauty, a stiletto and a

light-colored dress, froze, lady white, quaffed, malay lad, neychata priryvada, malay lad, tsar dapryv.

sleeping state, walking state, will be all karakolits, tsi paverashka tsi pa moscica, bright

monthly walks, tsi paverashka tsi pa moscica, clear monthly walks. yak tyshey ў sanchka zvil, yana tsvil dvipatsvі, twal, with the malays, you pagulova,

pavish pavaleshki zhovuts, steto kaparozhki kuyuts , kuyuts i paslanivayuts, paia pani fulla bona paľ. my soul is affectionate, it danced with charms, that one is mine, you

come like this and it was not, we are not holy you won’t know how to walk with your own, if we are equal to the saint, you won’t know how to walk with your own, i’m vanika. artists of the national, academic, and folk choirs of the republic of belarus, named after gennadz tsitovich, honor you with all the saints. prymіtse and our hell sirsa vіtanna, paklon ad muzik, sevakoў, high song and dance, and this spatkanne give you...

with white fluff, i will fly by and end, you listen, you little bastard, i will spread you out. you are my dear, listen, like winter is so plentiful, i am in the spirit, i am drunk, i am smelling hell, i am drunk, i am drunk, all the mountains of seradr, you are the shepherd,

i'll pick it up. fall snow-covered yalina, let's kiss you, zabirukha, zabirukha, all the mountains, seradra, you are a shepherd, zabirukha, i will settle the luparat, zabirukha, zabirukha, all the mountains, seradra, you

are a shepherd, zabirukha. i will dissolve the preparation, i will dissolve the preparation, i will dissolve the preparation, it is necessary to acknowledge, say, we were glad to marry you, and with the sickness, the herds we sleep what we want to give you, and with the sickness, the kurts we sleep, i want to give you something, we wish for you that no one knows your affairs, neither a doctor nor a lawyer,

and if it was in your mind. we are waiting for your voice. on the rack, i don’t know any of the grim things of poking, it was just a joke on the sirty rack and the porridge. and good hour only for you

we celebrate more than once, we are waiting for you, if we don’t know your hasts, no evil advocats, if it was all right for you, easy gentlemen, a piece of cake and a porridge, we are waiting for you, if yes... shychki don’t know, lawyer’s not ugly, if you were, navoyem vyaku, easy sirtsy, scyachka ў karshylku sirtsyalku.