oh, you dubezeli, neki volі.i mean, you’re a cossack, oh, yes, young ones, your words are powerful, your words are kind, a damn thought, like i... tsyabe, oh, i didn’t love you, naked little head, naked, naked, little dove, saw in the field, the village fell, oh, yes, mountains, mountains of mine. we trampled across the coastline and across the entire region, covered the beaches for a total of 369 km, and most of the time we jumped into the mountains of kazly in the yelsk region. there are a lot of us moving from one corner to another. we will look after the eternal national saints of yury, we will know the history of the vesachak and, of course, we will listen to the songs. as soon as i smell the hell of an authentic group of veski kazly, what is your song style... tanya, hello, yes, hello, hello, long time no see, yes, long time, please tell me, what is your impression of the original material, a song about women’s fate, and even when i first heard it performed by our wonderful polesian breweries, i really want