nine bastards yana mauchala, 20 bastards did not leave the stage, and the navat did not say that theysign, but she was shepherded by the vaganya, she has already ordered the organizers of the festival and performed, the first ulasny taboos on the profession, the audience has been thunderous, she is here today, through everything, she is on stage, meet the honored artist of belarus and boguslavskaya. the sun is in the pines, autumn, very warm autumn, so the mushroom rains have come to us. yak not dziўna, ale kaplanaў bў kategarychna supratsya yee performances on late hits, yon oy gavaryў: “what, you want to be funny, you want to be vartai, i’m sorry, but i’m not i listened, i went superbly and performed, and the sun peramagla, and i was supakoy". it is autumn, even though the cranes cry farewell, if summer is leaving, the song has not yet been sung, let the falling leaves circle above us, yes, yana patchoula, like iago the cabin began to hum, all the flowers, all the dreams, all the stars for us, from then on, no matter what happens, we are on the same path, every minute and every hour