muzyka. in your big minds. well, there was no kali. dze develops my talent, and the hets are small, all the accumulated heta is all in his soul, and so the tsudouna heta is kostus mitskevich - he is the right top, and symon muzyka, the hero, i create the right music. all the animals respect, all the zdaetstsa, little ones and kustus, like symon music, sit down with the trees and play on the dudars, the first tests of life are like this, and then the further forests, and darechs, i know, everything,... i love the new land more and i know, kolas himself, that simon’s music is falling above the new land, where it was as if there was a great forest, the forest of talenavitag chalavek, oh the land of my native land, the land of the jump , dear kuta my family, what i pray to the gods, these bright shores, all these happy rainbows, and this great music, was still growing here. the best childhood years of the belarusian poet’s life were spent here, the estate has been preserved for almost a century a