can you please explain what happened? explain to me what happened you are aware of this. of course you are aware. i'm waiting for the attending physician or who gives, i don't know. does she need you alive with or without legs? yeah, i don't need one myself. you

understand that, i don't need myself like that. and she needs a normal healthy man. please arrange this operation. no thanks dear. thank you, i'm home alone. well, cinema champagne olivier no tangerines, christmas trees, i don't have. new year

well, that's it, yolka i have quite a lot. well, really, i'm fine. don't worry. i am everything cooked duck napoleon champagne in the refrigerator. how can young people

stop young people? oh, you know what anechka frolova said to me just before the holidays? this is such a saying, oh, svetlana ivanovna, you have such a belly. my mother also used to be tolstoy, and then she became the truth of apples and lost weight and does not hold out an apple. i have a different leader now. that the team then i

surprise, you do not mind being to you. just oh, look what a flower arrangement. and can i come in? are you walking, can you see? all thanks to you.

come out. here you see two tickets

belarus is endless forests, blue rivers and lakes, pristine nature, from which it is

impossible to take your eyes off. and belarus is also about people. and we reveal to you their destinies, we carry traditions through the generation and at the same time change our views on familiar things. all this makes the world a better place. we tell you about different people, but they are united by one love for belarus belarus 24

traded traded from the horse. and christochki, but i find something to embroider from him, and you will forget me.

we fight the connoisseur at maxim, do you find three leaves? i'm for three to embroider that

there, i’ll punish him at maxim’s, but you gave me something to embroider that you said, my dear, they cover the shishya with an oblique

mother and sleeps. i've stopped everyone on the road and the parish keeps its dinosa. so everything is windy. i cocoa all beta home. i believed in iran with light under your swear oath window. you said my darling is very nice go to louis waving mother and it has just become, though cool, inexpensive. i was a jackal of a crawling chassis with a celestial dog fire and gave back, they came on their feet, i 100 kaliznul, i came to the village and

did not shoot anyone. hut bokahanaya field was. we hang him on my spiritual bed, russia

your kind husband will not be on the grass street, adults, what are you, you are the mother’s soul and the arrival will not be tormented by a huntress in advance.

enemies are sitting with us like cranes, except for buying mountains for a path, only i, in my credit, are

witches, swamps with wet, with simple love, and i burn in god, not alive, beauty. you will find a living branch behind us. krasova is not you. i also sing the battle for the village on the spot. the lord will come like this. i'm not pashka here for you. bright sun, what a dark triple i’ve been walking for a long time and cranes under me swamps of faith with cranes, cranes on them, who buy my

mountains and us, my cranes buy mountains, and for her mine and crooks, film. you can see the swamps with the tar of love, the blood of mothers floating up is restless and kali will fall, inanimate beauty. you are somewhere the same.

i’ll hang a cloud for a month, it will float away, i’ll go out, again i passed and my boys walk on the grass.

they won't have a shim to hold mine with their head, quietly, quietly, quiet in the snow. white

all my crown belarusian land mother of the soul on svetlaya my wife, my light my

crown belarusian troops tires my bright my bright night

went down the road to the sun, i crawl away. i am your stroking to be a somet smeared with wolf christoma it is worse to sleep the king and the road the bones of the dead to separate the stomach of me they will wake up the living saint and you are a blooming pattern. i'll soon have trouble flooded with holy water, we carry together. we are delivering to the left from god's trova by a worker. we

must decorate food under ours on the ground and wave all lyalya at us, that everything and cut my rummage around the mind the roads of the road, the passion of the dead to wake his peoples. saint road bones. i ask that the dead will be awakened by the animal wind all at once, i am cones, my son. do

not require insomnia, faith in smokes, catch the ball roads of the road, guests grow dead, wake up dead animals, wake him up. we share useful information about holidays in belarus in grodno, this is certainly a visiting card of the city, and it is open almost around the clock, but we advise you. guess the time when there is a service here. feel the atmosphere let's plunge into the history of cities and villages of local parishioners who

defended their rights in every possible way and only with the arrival of the throne of vladislav the fourth vase. orthodox prayers resounded here. this is a frog in relaxation. the locals call it that, well, this is an example for all the townspeople, how you need to not only work, but also relax and explore local attractions. now this is a museum, and i will note absolutely free of charge, you can come and see and see there is, which is a lot. small antique items and believe me, it will drag on for more than one hour. what kind of reconciliation shop do you look at such and want with someone important to reconcile yourself. it flows here. this spring, unique for the locals, they say, tsar peter himself drank from it, travel with us to belarus 24. questions that at

first glance seem simple 50 kopecks. yes, yes 50 kopecks. now, if you answered 30, you would go to build, and so there is no ball for your team 50 kopecks. that's right candybober candybober is the very same red yes red candybober on his head. you still don't mean that a woman or a ballerina accepts matching candybober's sometimes very original answers. as called? are these shoes? brogie brogie yes, there were some other options at your table shoes. damn, what kind of part of speech is this interjection? a particle answered at your table. why didn't you listen? because you are vasya, because i am generally only physical education and the participants whose task is to answer true and will not go to the construction site. love your work with love care until the desired result. watch

the tower intellectual entertainment project on belarus 24 tv channel. i forget. there was a gray dove on the guard who

knows quietly. i give recurd to return strength gentlemen. milan

i am milan's strength, the voice of strength is a goal, i am the hand of a cute father.

only the place did not become for us, which is the top for me. and

hi i am who i am will become christ me. to stir up stress to stir up the need was

heavenly,

my sister's advice was a little in the soul you are the dawn. yes, for all the young fish and hello yashku, you will not laugh as if someone has not seen each other.

it's easier to press from i-e-e, i'll eat moss, not a zombie to live, that about a fishing line to another blooms. i could not for your road supper ways to us. i could not help him for yours. any dam

you remember is blessed, i will become cities with millions of people, bold webins of ripeness, who is all there in a dome, not funny, who crawls through from the spirits of children?

it is repulsed like wet gold nudes and i give rustam the seas are painted, you and god's mole are with you on the fruit of the tire, give your mother a hand. we burned our wings on bread and fire. for

what are your ears related to on the way?

show yourself about the light

under the decks of the light one, i’m so fat, everything, everything alive, i entered something. i am hollow to the face, looking for, slender me that grow on the door rots. the song rings the heavens the height of the fruits of the fuck without a father, the neck is destroyed by the people's discoveries in the

world. you would joke the people, i'm on it more progressive mountains and dales, how to get up, not someone else's song. and you are yours in full voice where i blow the rattlesnake to joke. all rudrev great nuances and the master's water to drink and play, as the rumor of the century blows the song rings did not correspond to the foolish height of the zloty is known, the father's neck is destroyed by the people,

the star is open to the song. how could i have been a folk to me, how i was a good friend to everyone, like an abomination of non-carpet karals, i farmed prayers for thunder, how people cried with me, how they laughed at the same time with me, how my heart beat in all the air loads. i am the young one feels the song ringing does not correspond to the

obsession. i'm on the soul of the people to get fucked up the hole of the soul of the people. fuck the song of the heart, the father, the neck, destroy the folk oh, and with the song amazing belarusians will reveal all the secret

stories of the woodland for me, this house is very dear, when a person works with his hands, it is always a joy such a feeling of satisfaction with the fruits of his labor. it is ubiquitous. remember folk art. this is all beauty, handbrakes collected in their parents once on this farm there was a very huge farm. there were 10 cows, 12 horses were carpentry windmill, see the project. want to have new dishes on your table every week, she is ready to take a minimum of time. we will need the fillet cut into a

medium cube of spice. you can add absolutely any, i still have cloves here, and bottom and allspice. i will also add to search and plan recipes you won’t have to do everything for you. and kari's favorite dish is queen victoria, she ate it almost every day. i would call this dish lazy pilaf, because now we prepare all the products and quickly fry them. i love adding spinach. because spinach cheers us up. and improves appetite mini kebabs are ready to serve. i will have them with rice. watch the culinary project for a week on belarus 24 tv channel and cook with pleasure.

black soups and that with you your food, only demanding empty apple trees will laugh, and you will be free. i glades warm honey. i do not

beg from shuvayut you are mine. you are my holy song of light smoked into my father. you are my you are my holy song my clear helmet at the red song of light you

rush in winter

always found the warmest one, my way and the distant cow road, do not get rich. look, far away, we blink the rollback of the land of his brother, golden about him, how the earth once golden about him interferes. warm

kommyag overslept sleepy unreasonable. that my dachah, my dear, does not come up calm far off, blinking, that roy is golden about him, golden about him.

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