svetlana viktorovna. from me, yes, indeed, the shaman gave you this sweatshirt, thank you, thank you, hold the gift, thank you for such a gift, i i’ll be glad to come to your concert to meet in person, maybe we’ll eat something together, we’ll sing, but what are we going to sing today, maybe some shaman’s song that you know, your student is sitting here in the hall, let’s sit and your heart is crying and it hurts, and my heart cries and hurts, come on, the night has passed and there is no trace left, and the black one will hide everything for you. water, how much she brought us with you, my pain, my pain, and my heart cries and hurts, cries and hurts, my love, and my heart cries and hurts, my soul cries and hurts. she will tell about you, with a cry, my love, my angel, my angel, and the heart cries when it is poured, it cries when it is poured, my love, and the heart pays and hurts, the soul pays and hurts. she will tell you about you, screaming in the distance , my love, my angel, my angel, my name is iv