little doshka we mentioned today, the west of the babichevsky district. wait for yourself without the history of special people not from bulks and the history of carrying that roof over the years. what are my swifts on this earth, and in the frame of a syalyovda i am a heroic mountain. you were respectful and repaired the bots. mikhail pobeda ate his bast shoes, and his brother, sergei mikhalkovsky wrote their river images for providing all the girls, and fedor ran away. yes, isaac turmasu herself with ashes and red ignat lozovye zaitsev were peddlers for the delivery of shots at the dumbbells, the necessary ecumenical cartoon ivan kuznetsov in a villa at the industrial site quiet for you

vasilievna pashinike not tall.

from the feet of the krubim krug the rightfulness has passed away, long-standing clamping and even

nighttime images hauled into the council the old-time magical basis of food close for the harvest of field spirits and niva from robbing the visits for the next menolith year, and fur spikelets, yes, and all sorts of pochastulki left on the field with the osmosis of ochering. well, it's just the hour to fly into the studio for direction, where the composer sergey sukhomlin is placed on the altar of eldership with all his might. and kanashenko's stitch is suffering. jesus of the clean field bytoj thank you very much once again every artist enjoyed greatly. e always. uh, can boast of something, there is some last one. well, or

as some people like to say, an extreme song or some unusual song, if you have one, of course, there are, of course, all songs are different and there are favorite ones. so let's say, too , beloved, but secondary, so to speak, but i really like my last song. she hasn't been heard from yet. even myself, since she is still in work, it is on words by my sister oksana sprinchan belorussian queen it seems to me that it should turn out to be very interesting and original, because there i wanted to use a little bit of birch harmony, some kind of western style, something a little bit jazz there, and you something so unusual. and we , uh, while we wait for your song about the princess. let's finish ours. oh, you don’t have mom here next to dads, what are your children doing? oh, they go around, dads should now stand

in designer trays, the empire is here, maybe pierre cardin will grow up, you know nobody knows, c what starts the nerves. you are so comforting. yes? this is a little beautiful in front of you people, how beautiful, watch a good satchel with svetlana borovskaya on our tv channel. what is the role of youth in the religious life of the country? but in fact, when you enter a church among people of respectable age, our youth, uh, are especially noticeable in the church and

are also especially noticeable in church life in general. through what experience it is necessary to go through in order to realize the deep meaning of the faith, he walked and went through the roof and the way of the skin faithful more than a date and understanding the same great she was paid for us sinners. what should a believer do to get closer to god on a path? yes, keep tyan. better they esusa. through the fault of being faithful to him, a word of thought and christian martyrdom awaits, and yes, we already have freedom and we are already deciding whether to invite him into our hearts or not, look at the spirits. hierarchical projects on the tv channel belarus 24

district were richly recorded here ticking beliefs, and in the copper narrator was the shimmering zhiharka maria kuzminishna kletova. 1935, the people thought so. she's like vampires - people don't drink, they kill people

and they can pretend to be sewn around the neck, the windows, maybe the mermaid is handsome, but only a good deal with long, fluffy hair with charming songs, luring the fishermen of their net, and after drowning from that hour the fishermen live, lifeless in the water with her and at once about hell. maria kuzminish punished so short appears to us and something behind the horns is goat hooves, a pig snout and a former tail, and his body is woolen. i am a cuckoo to the radiator of the souls of people, what sinned pies?

well, that's the end of our post. i really i liked working in this style. what impressions did you have, but i managed to reveal, when i finished drinking it, nevertheless , this light prevails, as nikolai the serbian said, clothe life with your song. that's it. this is how it ends after all, because here is the beauty of humility. here, after all, there is no hysteria, no lamentations. nothing so nervous even in the music itself, it is written in a major scale. thank you very much, good luck. i want your songs to sound as often as possible thank

you to stagnate at the minole the process of putting on a new improvements to the tedious folk song and our guest room did not reduce the overgrowth, we hear yak to drown out the kolyaga. i went to the volge kanashenko economy and we pronounce a stoka not a sheet, let's go to the volosovich of the chechersk region or put guards on the tankiest brother of the country's plowing. cute with my speech says your

kind i will not be glad my friend. the lord, jesus fear and brother with the flowing stream has become. you are your face, brother, sisters are crying, and besides, i am

a brother, what did i not recognize?

we uplift. in general, everything is as if they are meeting you on the street. 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 at the same time we change our views on familiar things.