salavey stsyavae. from the evening in the distance, come out, come out, dear, at least for a little while, i ’ll take the harmonica, play a little song, come out, come out, honey, i’m still enjoying myself

, i’ll drink my money, i’ll drink my money and, spoil your money, my dear, pasha every troshachki, pasha every troshachki, pasha every troshachki, my darlings, rasiya has a cold one, take up your legs, give janya to you, i will give you that gift. a narrow masonry, a narrow masonry, a very big masonry, a coarse masonry , a round circle, a vymgnivka, well then, peranyashchy, well then, peranyashchy, anu then feathers, my dear, well then feathers. well,

you are a peranyan, well, you are a peranya, my dear, the show is over. i need one and the other, i won’t get rid of the money if i don’t kill, i don’t care, i don’t care, like i crossed the buckwheat, like i crossed the buckwheat, and i still think i’m crossing the river.

what are you, what are you, dear? what are you, what are you, dear? what are you, what are you, dear? the honors of the republic of belarus are well-deserved, and the syabry ensemble is legendary.

well, we are here with you and we are preparing for the next step in our future. yashche adna is a bright old star of the belarusian stage - ensemble veras. i was suffering from the greed of several students, so beldziarzhkanservatory workers are the same as songwriters, only women. these were taisiya tlekhuch mironava, raisa tarasava, tatstsyana karaleva and yadviga paplauska. the idea of ​​vya's camp was approved by the belarusian philharmonic society and in 1971 a new group appeared, and it became the winner of the "hello, we're looking" competition.

great lads, such as alexander tsikhanovich. a surge of enthusiasm and healthy ambition began. in such a warehouse in kastrychnyk in 1974, the versions became laureates of the all-russian variety artist competition in muskva. according to the broadcasts of the central television and the all-union council, the kingdom of belarus has respected the belarusian communities not only for their professionalism, but also for the greatness and usefulness of the artists themselves.

in my childhood i sang, the sail is white, lonely, and it grew white, white, white, the days have passed, and the world is wide, spread out before me, the panus sings, lonely, ever wider. i’m a flock of stars, white pals, thin crown, if only it were, if only it didn’t pass, white sail, my childhood, you

’re whiter than my sail, nothing else. it’s so hard for us to say, i love my stubborn wife, i can’t leave her, i’m going to the earth and the winds. lymuzza, damn you don’t even know, you shut up, and you’re trying to hide everything, and the gloom has set in, and you can’t see the dawn, and who’s the slave, and what

’s the hell, jumpy, the bright light, and you are the happiest in this world, and... the ripe zhurals have come, you and i

have collected them from the past, the cats of the lazovs, the groin, the verasovs.

i live with my grandmother, i live with my grandfather, dad and mom come to visit us, it has become fashionable to have one child, and even then they will throw old people. i don’t have a sister, i don’t have a brother, it’s not right, what will happen, what will happen, what will happen, what will happen on earth, in the next 100 years, if the fashion for children completely passes, he doesn’t have a sister, he has his little brother is gone, he has so much trouble, what will you do, what will happen, what will happen? will still be on earth in the next 100 years, if

the fashion of children, it will completely pass, it will completely pass, mom-ma! white snow, white snow, white snow, white shadow, white snow, white snow, white snow, white day, where are you going? pasluhay, screw-up, always-screw-up, overcooked people,

overcooked people, deadness, and ruin, wherever you call me, listen, overcooked machine people, no machines, no people. zavirukha, where is the zaviruha, where are you calling me, listen to me, and so, not yours, no law, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one, no one. the nalinovki will hear a voice,

i will remember forgotten dates, three millstones, a birch bridge, over a quiet river without a name, i ask you, now sing a pink one quietly to me. how dear is the birch land in the raspberry valley, how dear is the birch region in at the crimson dawn, and the little birds were floating out of nowhere, the pots were rocking by the shore, the robin was staring at them then, talking about things that were not asked...

how to surprise a foreigner in belarus? have you ever tried with never? of course, national exotics, for example, birch sap, sap from a tree, from a log, izik, i don’t know what it is, how many liters can one birch tree cry, how do you like it? oh, i look at his reaction, yes, he really was in shock, where

is the juice received, they check for safety, and what do you see there, raya, tell us, well , nothing yet. not yet and how it is cooked in on an industrial scale, from here, yes, yes, maybe we can help, come on, the whole path of birch sap from the forest to the store shelf in the new project belarus 24, this saturday we will organize a master class and tell you how it is done, there will be something interesting, let's go on an expedition through the corners of our country, let's get our fill of new emotions and positive emotions. all there is to the fore is a folklore expedition with paradoxical numbers 590. what happened and many times before passed away in the viciebsk region. let's follow the history and myastsovye abrads. let's jump up and down the greatest glory of the church of the holy trinity. the geta temple was established in 1999 on the basis of

the former tsarkouna parish school. so let's go to pragalinka. shanonya siabry, our sunny concert - this is not only a blessing to listen to your favorite songs, this yashche and magical memory of the artist,

musician, autara, such sunny, unfortunately, we are not with us. yesterday we received some great news: mikalaya grygoravich dudchanka, a well-deserved belarusian chareographer, director, and one of the founders of legendary characters, passed away. now we we will hear from you the great people, the great people of aktsyurn arnabaijanyan. we want to jump. these works for the children of our culture, it’s a pity, sennya is not with us, a bright memory.

with you the hum of non-being, starry seas, secret seas, how do you feel now... my spring, my tender, my strange, will live, if you want, if

you can, remember me, remember me, remember me, even by chance, at least once remember, my long love is in me, and between me and you fly moments and years, dreams and clouds, i am now flying in you with it, because i you. i also love how you are living now, my spring, my tender,

my strange, i wish you happiness, my kind, long-lasting love. my, i will come to your aid, just call, just call, call quietly, let it be with you all the time, the color of my love, the owls of my love, the pain of my love, only you remain the same, live reverently,

live sunny, live joyfully , no matter what happens, please live, live happily always. and between me and you there are moments and years, dreams and clouds, i let the beast fly in you now, because i love you even more, i love you.

may it be with you all the time. the light of my love, the words of my love, the light of my love, no matter what happens, please live, live happily always, live happily always. live happily everyone.

the offensive old note of our concert is highlighted to the outstanding performer, former salist of the national, academic, people's orchestra of the republic of belarus, the name of joseph zhynovich, people's artist of belarus, yakav navumenko. heta was a non-cardy person on our stage, a rogue, who was very good at both lyricism and humour, and

kalaryt folklore. as navumenka sings many great jumping songs, one of the most famous and the most magical of the jumping ones belongs to the campazitar aleg molchyn and the poet alyaksandr lyakchylav, and the so-called yana lace of the siren. you broke the lilacs for me in the garden, only i left to your misfortune, until the morning, now you could not sleep, how to return love, how to return love, the lilacs circled around the lilacs, you circled the lilacs. i am in the

sweet serena, not with you, with another, lilac lace, lilac lace, gaining early light, you have flown into the siren, you have lost your love. all your fault, you say, forgive me, but someone like me will no longer be found, without my love i am destined to perish, you can no longer look for me, circle of lilacs, circle of lilacs, surrounded by

lilacs. you, i am in a siren, a sweet feather, not with you with another, the lace of a lilac, the lace of a lilac, finds early light, you sang throughout the universe, lost the beloved light, leave forever, i’m in no hurry, i’ll look back at the old garden again, the seren will answer and fade leaf, there is your love, it attaches to the lilac, lace in the lilac, lace in the lilac, the lilacs swirled, i am in the serenity of sweet foam, with you, with another,

lilac lace, lilac lace, early color flies around, you are in a siren, poikip, you have lost your beloved light, you have lost your beloved light. this month on the streets of bagdan khmyalnitsk and yakub kolas, we remember well the gray-haired rockers who took the kamsamol small cafes of the suzors by storm, so as to pasture the hard rocky riffs superfashionable tada group suzore. the name was given to the month of the month. however, in

this day's day, the café suzor'e was breaking up, but the forest of its former glory was closed, and there was no sign of it. in 1981, the musician i asked the beldziarzhphilharmonic to perform on the professional stage. menavita, dzyakuyuchy hetamu... kalektyў atrymaў the status of the first professional rock band in belarus is important. the group had a line-up of talented musicians who gave the group consistent success and constant popularity with their fans. the names of suzor's creative leaders are inspired by legends. patrons with a languid nostalgia recognize the unpaved atmosphere of incredible drive and emancipatory exhaustion that panawali the band’s occasional concert

cc. respect, scene legend of belarusian rock, rock band suzorie. you hide the old bridge and joy and pain,

ships pass, float under you, day and night the river beats you on your feet, but you are needed for now. needed by two banks, for many years on duty, you stand over the river, over two banks, a reliable messenger, how many times have you looked the cruelty of death in the face, burned in a cruel fire more than once, an old bridge covered with snow, the old bridge weighs more than and war, the old bridge, remembers the old times, the old bridge, you have suffered to the full in life, you used to hear the stupas

soldiers' then you could never forget these days, the river boiled from the explosion of a grenade, smoke covered the banks with a black cloud, you were tired of the old bridge with a wooden back, he would leave his post, the messenger would not leave, there were ships under you. there are clouds above you, you see, people have passed, they need you for now, the old bridge, covered with snow, the old bridge, all

crippled by the war, the old bridge, remembers the old times, the old bridge, you have suffered a lot in life. covered with snowy gray hair, the old bridge, all crippled by the war, the old bridge, remembers the old times, the old bridge, you are in i will suffer through life at home, the old bridge, the old bridge. old bridge, i remember the old times, old bridge, you have suffered in life, my old one!

old bridge, suzori, old bridge covered with snow, old bridge, thank you, rock band sozor, dzyakuy. dear brothers, in our honor we name not only the legendary artists of our stage, but also the songs that have become legends, one of these songs, the great ones you love, the great ones

you know, the celebrants iley. the boss was singing in 1992, and it became a hit not only in belarus, throughout. honored artist of the republic of belarus alexander soladukha, well done, good evening, like this, what about you? hello, stranger, dear, yes, that was mine, how can i not love you, until the very last. it’s a pity that we couldn’t, didn’t

save with you, everything that is called love, that costs us that life, the past can’t be overcome and a tear won’t help, i want to kiss the point of your eye, together let’s try about... and a tear won’t help, kiss i want your daughter’s eyes, and now friends, we’ll do everything so, hello, someone else's dear, the joy of my dreams, i won't stop loving you until the very last days, with pain... that's what we call autumn, friendship

that autumn, maybe we'll have to regret it in the spring, and a tear won't help me to kiss your daughter's eyes you can talk louder and... a tear, i want to kiss you, the dots of your eyes, your hands, this is a truly unique song, how old are you, everywhere is the same reaction, i think that i will sing it until the end of my days, and am i going to live for 99 years, right or wrong? that we will sing loudly, loudly to the whole universe and about,

great, i don’t want to kiss your daughter’s eyes, but one more time, great, i want to kiss your daughter’s eyes. i want to kiss the dots of your eyes, i want to kiss the daughter of my eyes, oh, hello, someone else's darling, hello, someone else's darling, hello, someone else's darling! hello, someone else's dear,

hello, someone else's dear, hello, alien, dear, hello, dear, dear, i love you, honored artist of the republic of belarus.

and the distinctive, finials are in the baroque style, and all the arched roofs are here it’s such a dead end for us to be taken away from the people, because in the future the architect... was the myastsov admyslovian architect chakhovich. who is he? glyadzice ў praektse, architecture of belarus. if there were more european trots at the time, then just at the 18th century we gained a higher level, we gained the strength to give out something

new and aryginal. on our tv channel. with an enviable appetite, is it true that in developed countries the male population predominates over the female population? the female population predominates there because men have childhood mortality more. what do you think caused this? various factors. my dad threw me into the river when i was a child, and then they brilliantly answer the host’s questions. does anyone know why september is called september? not because it is the seventh month, no. nikita, wonderful,

and the current belarusian pop singer, a great diversified in genres, is also known for her songs of the patriarchal spirit and towards our festival stage, honored artist of the republic of belarus iryna darafeeva. happy holidays!

happy holidays belarus! the most poetic, the most musical, the most beautiful and beloved, words flew into the sky like birds, with millions of voices, i want this song to light up in souls. the most holy love, belarus is strong, belarus is beautiful, my very, my most, beloved, belarus is strong, belarus is free, my most, my most, people's!

this song will sound higher than the sky if everyone says now that they cannot hold your heart, what makes us stronger, belarus is strong, belarus is beautiful, my very, my most, love. may belarus strong belarus free most my most my people's belarus strong belarus the most beautiful my most my favorite belarus strong

belarus the free most my my most my people's. love you! the winner of the grand prize of the special

fund of the president of the republic of belarus for the padrymians talenavitay moladzi, yaugen kurshych. you want to know who created this world, who gave life the mind, where these stars come from, you and i, who sent us into the world, i can’t answer you right away, one thing i was able to discover is how good, how good it is to live in this world. there is eternal love that heaven gives to people, there is eternal

love that we trust the sky, bless, i ask my homeland of the sky, every house, everyone in it, every house and everyone in it, bless, bless, you want to know where the sun, light comes from and what life is, why we live, we wait for the dawn, we hurry towards the day, you have a heart, i have a heart, you hear this rhythm, how good it is. to live in the light, it tells us in our hearts, there is eternal love that

heaven gives to people, there is eternal love that we trust in it, bless, i ask my clearness of the sky, every house and everyone who is in it... and every house and everyone, whoever is in it, bless, bless, blessed, there is eternal love that gives to people. his is eternal love, we trust anything, bless, i ask my cleansing

of the sky, to every house and everyone who is in it, every house and everyone who is in it, bless, bless, bless, bless, good evening, youth, yours we burp the burps at once, right? i know i can hear your voice

, where everything died and ended, so how can we figure out who will grow? i will give back again, and today i will express it again, close my hands, my righteous sons, only those of us who knew were angry, the vigilant one who floated beyond the sky, shut me down. yatvarya, you don’t know this, i feel what you want, and

i’m dying to shut the sky. not ruined, hundreds of gallons, cover me up, with the welded chains of rules, only for us ready-made impulses, the sharp-sighted one, who floats beyond the sky, cover me up, i am yours, you are the cart. you don’t

give, i adore what you adjure, and close your hands to the sky, hell, hands to the mountain, apparently, gave, pratsa. bury me, dreamy whole changes, only we know nothing, vigilant, that float to the edge of the sky, shake me, i am yours, you live for free, i feel what you desire, and

i am tiny. that this jumpy daughter-in-law, yulia bykava , in collaboration with the campazitars yaugen aleynik, wrote a lot of great jumpy, beloved, patriarchal songs, which we all love to sing at times, badai is the most beloved song, illuminated by the love of your chalavek and your radzima, and a little patch of belarus, that

's what i call it. kutochak belarus and praguchytsya at the same time from the well-earned art of the republic of belarus alena lanskaya. kutocak. belarus small radzima, dze s samaga dzyatsinstva, all darling so, skhіlіўshy rabіna, abudzіts uspaminy, s varba, shto la wickets, padrodny klichadakh,

skhіliўshy. because here may, glad to live, gave me, as soon as i lived, on the edge of the pale perfumed, wussy, nevyalichkay, soul-satisfying, gardeners, potassium

and squeezers. yes, let's wait for the little roof and the rivers from the high peragos, where... about here, may the joy of life gave me as soon as it came, i'll do everything and fly,

so that i can jump there is a whole world of light, pavagai dy pashchoty. that's why i'm drowning in the soul, i'm going to grab the trail, i'm going to grab the trail, i'm going to grab the trail, i'm going to grab the trail, i'm going to grab the trail.

in the land of my father's hetai, i draw the outflows of the holy water of the krynichnaya that the waters are not soft because it is here in may. radzі may na zhytstsyo, gave me, kab zhitstsіlya yay, the nearest one

would be non-magchy, because here is may pradzima, yana zhytstsyo. then she gave it to me, just like that, dzelya yay, yana gave it to me, like hell, dzelya yay! vyaliki dzyakuy, dear siabry, alena alanskaya, dzyakuy,

you know, the first feeling that you you get it.

they were born in different parts of the world. i came from kazakhstan, from the city of almaty. my husband, sergei, was the first to come here for work, and he really liked it here. i was born in tselinograd, that is, there is, so to speak, a little history there, first there was tselinograd, then akmala, and everyone found something for themselves here, here is our favorite scene, our home, i can’t even say that this is work, this is our home, where we give our soul, our creativity, i came and declared, that is, that i want, that i want to have my own team, i want to develop ballroom dancing.

shanoina brothers, and now your applause will fall, i would like to request the scene of the author of the book belarusian variety, the nostalgic opening, volga bralon and the director of the getag issued to maryn mulyavin. volga, kali laska, words to you.

good evening, dear brothers, i am happy that my book has come into light. and this year we had such a great year of sustratsa times at these luxurious amphitheaters, to guess our outstanding performances, scenes that created the history of the belarusian stage. may velyakaya ўdzyachnasts usіm to the members of this year's concert, and first for all to the national orchestra named after zhynovich and maestro alexander kramko.

may the greatest gratitude to the entire friendly director-pastanova group of the project at the beginning with the directors agatha matska for our dear saints, for our indestructible emotions, for the fact that we are so dear to our old ears i, kind, favorite songs. jakuy, festival, zyakuy, maladzechna! maryna, kali laska, you have something magical to say in several words. good evening, dear friends, i want to thank everyone for coming here, i want to thank the orchestra that took part in this in this book. i want to thank those people about whom this book was written, because i grew up with them, i know them all, i once called them uncles and aunts.

rayonnaga kamiteta, stepmother, yury mikalayevich, kali weasel, to our festival stage, here we have a great smile and a jump.

as i understand it, goradze maladzechna won the medal. for us young people, it is a very high honor to host the annual belarusian national festival in our city songs of poetry. we have done everything to ensure that every resident of our region, every guest who comes. our glorious city molodeshchina, it was cozy and comfortable. dear friends, on behalf of all of us, i would like to say a huge thank you to the organizers of the national festival. to say words of gratitude to

our legendary young performers who glorified, are glorifying and will be. good evening, good evening,

dear festival participants, dear residents. and guests of the glorious city of molodechna. 21 national festivals go down in history belarusian song and poetry, which became a real holiday and a bright event for our country. we are grateful to everyone who... these days gave a good mood and evoked genuine emotions from the audience, special words of appreciation and gratitude to you, dear fellows, for your

hospitality, warmth, we, being on this... god-blessed land, felt feel at home. for this you have a huge word of gratitude and low bow. summing up the results of the twenty-first national festival, we are not saying goodbye, we are we say, goodbye and see you again on a large scale... and i am sure, and i am sure that the festival will continue to grow with new projects, expanding its creative boundaries.

dear friends, i sincerely wish you all health and goodness, happiness and... under a clear and peaceful sky, happy holiday to you and see you again, and now a great reception ceremony. for the shmatgadous captivity, the asabists are important for the contribution of the developed belarusian musical industry, ab'yavitsya to the prime minister of the republic of belarus, the artist of the national academic people's orchestra archestra of the republic of belarus name of zhynovich,

belarusian order of the holy order of the philharmonic, alexander yaugenavich kramko. for the shmatgadovaya captivity, the asabists are important for the development and popularization of the belarusian pop culture. ministry of culture of the republic of belarus for its contribution to the development of culture of belarus volga hertsaina brylon, lecturer of the national music expert. academic folk orchestra of the republic of belarus named after joseph zhynovich, belarusian philharmonic.

maryn uladzimir mulyavin, general.

dzyakuy anatol myachaslavach, kali weasel, stepmother in the viewing room, volga, maryna, we urge you, dzyakuy you, stepmother, kali weasel. well, i have to say that the 21st national festival of belarusian songs and songs of maladzechna 2022 is over and we don’t tell the hole: come on, we develop only for a short hour, these hours we rule in the chakans and new heights, new songs, and for one year now we’ll be together on the getai stage. yes sustrechy, shanovnyya syabry, yes sustrechy, festival

like birds from the sky, songs fly to people that touch their souls with an invisible wing, they fly away for a visit, i melt in the blue of the abyss, the word is found to come back to us again, the songs return. hearts are disturbed again, songs return, it wasn’t easy before, songs

return as old friends, songs return and remain with us, songs return, remain with us, like birds from the sky, songs return to us, and someone’s dear faces live on, we lose , we find, the world comes, we leave, our songs in life are bright, pages, songs return. again hearts are disturbed, songs return

sooner or later, songs return as old friends, songs return and remain with us, songs return and remain with us. the songs return to the knife of the heart of the hallway, the songs return sooner or later, the songs. return as old friends, songs

return, remain with us, do not return, remain, remain with us, dzyakuy, dear brothers, and yes sisters,

be healthy and happy! we're in the middle of a new day and we're working on this music, music, what a thick inside kozhnaga for us. yana pausyul, at the sun, at the faint hands, at the tips of our fingers,

the music is softer. our deepest thoughts and open thousands of gifts for us. music can change the light, little pieces can change us. music is inside our skin. information and analytical project current

microphone on air on the belarusian radio, tv channel belarus 24, with you the presenter andrei sych, as well as our guest military analyst andrei bogadel. andrey petrovich, a huge number of videos appear on social networks, tiktok, instagram, where people, ukrainians standing in huge queues, directly at ukrainian consulates, embassies, trying to renew their identity documents, due to the fact that the ukrainian ministry of defense has designated a ban on certain actions in this regard.