bulachnoy ortel buza, koro cherepovets, who's to kill, the others, let's go, wow, look, look, yes, anythingome the fist fights, that’s it, great strength, ah, well done! little girl, for the volkta, our native land, well done, bravo, meet konstantin matyukhin, in konstantin’s hands there is an unusual, rare accordion, now it’s called yeletskaya, royal. by the way, konstantin and his father simply know how to produce such harmonies completely, just ask. well, we have another situation like this, we’ll tell it like it is. one girl came from the city of vladimir showed such a song that we , at a general meeting, decided that this song should be heard here, katya mironova, difficult times, a mortal fate, a gloom of anxiety, a chill of melancholy, i am a soldier, i am a military man, i see socks made of yarn. i’m sitting in the rear, i see socks to send there to the idle, a bloody night , the heat of hell, grief and fury in half, a bloody night, the heat of hell, grief and fury in half, a woolen thread, a stove, and i say a prayer, i say, with a russian guy across distances, i say quietly from m