vitaly kulbakov, belarus, the beauty of the belarusian land, and creative thoughts take off, i composeng for you, my city, my city, my joy, hero, patriot. hail far away the song is rushing over the land of the land, sleep away, may stalitsa, dear to the heart, my city, roza rymbaeva, kazakhstan, to sal... almasy bar, onerdin arnasy bar bir ozinden gul-tala arman kala, kok zhasyl orman kala, pop zhangan tala, almaty zhurekimde, they say that in our time the cities are similar to each other, but i don’t believe in this, there is one. that is dearer than all, the city, the old, the sweet city, a date inspires us, here on the main street there will be a party in the evening, leisurely and be in the city of the view, a wide river flows down, you... at the door you will see how it floats along it into the distant the path, the boat of my youth, vitebs louder and louder. dear friends, it is no coincidence that the prologue to today’s concert was a performance by all members of the jury, where eminent artists performed fragments of popular songs about their hometown in their native language. b