for 8 months, the painstaking practice, until the end in improving life, the holy acquaintance, the altar of rossini's kryzhai, danced strangely behind the fire at a temperature of 800 °. here is our thumbnail photo. that's where we started and what aquamarines, emeralds and ornament came to. what exactly it was necessary to set it to solder the partition. we have solder. this is the most difficult, i will say to the camera a partition, which is a sketch, that is, it is drawn directly. here is the golden barrier. it can be planted on enamel, or it can be soldered with gold solder. it was important to do just the image of the saint but the whole picture and the type of attack are classic images. among catholics, the effect guards me at the byzantine court only with topazes and high-grade metal. here the media is turned off, looking like an auteknitsa. he does not lull them with golden partitions, he has a

palette of french enamels like a wolf goose. a brother to save amal 700 grams unique and one in the world, like a colored mini windscreen of a gothic church, i shine through with a ray of light. the finest technique that requires the highest skill. look at the smallest folds of the tunic. saint the great martyrs are conveyed by the whirlwinds of the starry sky, the royal crimson mafori consists of a fine network of partitions on the head of the virgin, the crown is a sign of belonging to a noble family. and the figure of the holy great martyr is depicted framed by an arch, like a sculpture. the niches in the wall of the temple and the background serve as a mosaic geometric ornament, which is

velmetyakov for me, then, of course, i myself will come in handy, as far as it was cut down so clearly and applied , uh, it is shown in the image and st. the golden-believing monastery wakimzakhovyvalos about the power of the saint passed the plague and cholera epidemic of 1710 to 1770-1830-1853 and 1855. this means two stages. the holy great martyr barbara

rotated the people to whom they prayed for her monks, at the request of vernikov. a new shrine , a unique icon, updated by nikolai kuzmich, has lived its pole across belarus. during the pandemic of light, the faithful of many churchgoers turned back to the shrine from the prayers. and the brother of st. barbara was not only at the catalan churches, the alley of orthodox churches. of course it's an icon. feel the warmth of the hands. the people who built this icon, uh, it feels like a prayer sounds near this icon. there is such a concept. we have an icon as a prayer, well, they usually say from ancient icons. here but this is such a new icon, but still. i think that she will also be such a light. which will also thus lead man to eternal life. to consecrate the image of sleep at the church square of the

pruzhany, lida’s village of chernyan and the malorita district along the route of st. barbara of the yak hospital have small news, regional centers. we ourselves wore out prayers for our ukraine, for belarus, for our people. god was given away from us in this carelessness of this epidemic was such a big deal that i eat one traffic light, we drove through a vacuum ore, a blessing around, yes, like all, belarusians were, of course, blessed. there is a leather case. uh sound. this is already a fifth of this prayer of the clerk better than the fact that we were fulfilled in this barbarvin. she putin right here will have to help. the skill to be a bug of this relic already knowing the sacrament

now the image of st. barbara occupies a permanent place at the church of the holy trinity among the ruzhany. today we visited the costume of the most holy trinity, the crops touched the history, we learn the forest, the particular children of the tsudoma, the histors are intertwined with horror. glorifying god's name to you before the unique formation of st. barbara see you again.

it all starts with stocks and traditions, the memory of our ancestors, the preservation of the culture of belarusian rituals and crafts. but the world is changing. changes generations views and creativity does not stand still. when people realize the value of traditions and know where to go next? art takes on new bright colors.

i stand, as if at the abyss, and the clock rotates the blades of joy more. no, probably, yes, the star quietly whispered to me. yes, i know, i want to go there to the cities with dots, the world will live on the edge of heaven, a sin. i take a step and again, one on the fly grabs a dream, when you do not glow, the sun on the edge on the sweet wing stood waiting.

yes, i didn’t save it, i’ll fly away wherever i want and into the past. will return from the bagel, how to collect pieces of the heart, what to say? where to go? how to find how fate is my way out someone is waiting among the cold star wars once i was waiting for you to start everything from scratch yet.

on the edge is not without haste. i take a step and again, alone on the fly, i grab a dream where the sun does not shine on the edge of the pleasures of the wing, i stood waiting. yes, i didn’t save it, i’ll fly away, where i upload it and the past will not return. on the edge, do not betezh our i take a step and again, alone on the fly grabs a dream. someone i do not all the sun shines on the edge of the crimea for ever stood waiting. yes, i didn’t save it , i’ll fly away wherever i want and the past one won’t return on the

edge. good evening, dear friends. hello and today. i want you to spread your wings and fly with me to my magical world of my soul. a plane to collect sunsets in your arms. it doesn't matter to me where the main thing is with you to win jack under love to be your dream. sometimes sometimes it happens that love, that love in their

people changes fell in love fell out of love simply does not happen. those who do not believe in love do not understand. from fate to say, i can start with you all my life, it was different love. everything, everything is up to us. this time, no, i'll let you pay attention sometimes sometimes it happens that love, that love suddenly people have fallen in love with me, fell

out of love simply does not happen. those who do not believe in love do not understand. sometimes sometimes it happens that love, that the love of two people changes fell in love fell out of love just does not happen. those who do not believe in love do not understand. sometimes sometimes it happens that love, that the love of two people changes fell in love fell out of love

just does not happen. who believed in love and knows for sure. i forget that you are not with me. an exhausted

seal, how easy it would be to start all over again. we parted ways. and let it turn out so hungry branches. one. you are alone such christians, gave me criminal heaven in my loneliness once upon a time to you. and want again.

i don't remember. we parted on different sails and the ice of cold storefronts was spinning there. what a trifle you gave to not criminal skies i can loneliness. one day you won't want to again.

one day i'll want to hug you.

hey girls girls you are mine with you i

will never stop loving you i will be next to you. i always know for sure that it won't go away. if we suddenly turn, you will be with me in my dreams. promise me you are mine you are mine yours forever. and my happiness earthly happiness will never dissolve. we are connected with you to the end. and don't worry, i will never stop loving you, i will be by your

side. i always know for sure that what goes here will not die. if we suddenly turn to ice, you will be with me in my dreams. promise me you're mine you're mine. know that my heart interferes with you, my everything in the world for us, do not worry. i will never stop loving you and will be by your side. i always know for sure that it will not go away, love will not go away. if we suddenly turn to ice, you you will be with me in my dreams of promises, do not

worry. i will never stop loving you and will be by your side. i always know for sure that it won't go away. if we suddenly turn, damn, you will be with me my dream promise. i know for sure that it won't go away, boss, it won't go away. if we suddenly turn into a forest, you will be with me in my dreams, you are my promise.

you have been asking so many hot, bright, together with your soul, to torture for an hour for a soul for a long time. and here are the bones of me i wanted so much that you could.

i only understand mara to unify blood and in one of them my winter is not my soul, refusal. hush me. only your breath

answered me with shevtsov, that we are not there yet, but for now i wanted to hear me so much, so your breath, so that you can us yet. their day is running out of one who is notable,

hello, native lake nevera fitly zatavlennye yana you improve the story of your little darling gone 1 island the chinese have brought the place of the show to sell bright calms since childhood. so the very swam on this inquisitiveness. each owner had his own boat, his own pier. about where the world will be the lake is in place, that is, it will blow up early. watch the surplus project on the tv channel, belarus twenty-four. pulse movement

breathing is the rhythm of life, the art of conveying fashionable ideas to visual form. new theatrical forms author's reading of classical works search for sacred meaning every week we are in a new place, watch the project of fashion for culture on wednesdays on belarus 24 tv channel. life is surprisingly unpredictable ups and

downs birth of death love and disappointment with you found the truth in their heart.

take away my rivers serve unanswered in the sky the rivers me. i'm flying away your defeat, time will arrive like a comet . this can be everything you can play,

maybe our deceit does not give me the whole world, without me the white sweet will hear. doesn't heat up anymore. it got weaker without him.

it may be, may be, found you a whole world without me do you hear, dear? meet me, there you will live from the snow somewhere. doesn't

heat up anymore. without him passionate with

me i'll take someone else's mouth will roll out your doorstep. let's knock on the sky from rushed. for love and for everything, tell me what you see a corpse kiss on the lips, your portrait, i breathe memory again, and i ask about fate. i live

on your passion forever. we need them so that every cell of the soul is only you strangers. your wife, then where are you without love is not my empty. there is no meaning to life without you. and that you are dreaming somewhere where your love with you is not the answer for everything. it's your. believe me, during the day they deceive only in the heart on us new dreams again straight up to the clouds up together i and you. you

have the meaning of life where mine is in love and then. gentle dreams, don't melt touch

to me. if you knew that i invented you and again. mad world painted in love dreams. our roman will cover the fire, let's fly away , driven, where the world of love is like paradise, all day i can’t live you, you are my sky. and i am your life fighting tenderness, then where happiness is above you who have passed, what you love is not i'm tired.

i believe, i will forever tear down on fate, do not leave a kiss on your lips, if all i want is not to believe you, the arrow has begun. already look into your eyes, forget to always love you in everything. let's fly away to this edge of the earth, like you, i can't live. you do not

helped. i am fighting your life, tenderly, where happiness above the clouds does not hold you with me and passed through me today in the hall with us the middle and the most wow fly driven demirluki is like the earth, without you i can’t live you are my sky, and i am your life heals tenderness,

that is, the father went out to keep with me always you who have passed, that you love me and let me. farewell, forgive me, how much we have done stupid things, if you can in peace, then let go, goodbye. i'm sorry, i'll be without you. so easy to forgive tenderness in the eyes, could not save the world knows

nothing more than what i wanted with you, goodbye. i'm sorry, goodbye, i'll be so easily bored without you, it 's time to start a new page. i'm sorry, goodbye only answers in my soul in a dream. forgive goodbye heaven knows how to say goodbye, the lightness of

me is nothing more that i wanted to sit with you. he forgives everything only from heaven about past love. no, you don't know how easy it is for me to say goodbye. and for me to

touch him with my hand is nothing more that i would not like to forgive.

greenery of different essences, hello, i pulled out my own , i will be condemned more than once, but i'm the only one with this fate alone did not wings, burned our soul in the country, offend other words, but i don’t hold a grudge. i have you. in my life, because i have you, my soul welcome, after all, i have you all that i wanted to see eyes from a

ton worse. with my love, i am warm like an angel, you keep me on my daughter-in-law. embroider stars patterns of day and night together is not enough when we are together with you, because i have. you are the man of my life, because i have you in my soul, after all, i have you, everything that i wanted, i saw the eyes of a homeless move.

i have friends, you are mine. have a life because i have a welcome to my soul, after all, i have you, everything that i wanted convinced in the eyes, drowned, after all, i have them. after all, i have you, everything that i wanted, i saw the eyes of the primordial

drowned, i saw the eyes of the windows, i saw the eyes. people, i don’t know, there will be excitement in creativity, maybe when the first notes play the first bars of the performance, and then yes, but i think that it will dissolve when we hear

singing, when we tried on this color. i realized that this is not it, that is, i see her as a blonde, well, nothing else and everyone the day that the draws are divided for the vocal light with their taliments dolls went there, and when she drove up, they were already open in open boxes, it turns out that she wraps up and the first thing she shouted - this , it seems to me, is the highest level of art, when your art does not leave an indifferent person. all i can say is that my kids love me. watch the belarusian project on our tv channel. in belarus it is easy to explore only the report of our trip, the station baranovichi central historical place, from which it looks like railway boom began in the country, this is the first secular residential stone building of the end of the

18th century. the palace would be worth it just to make a list of places that you want to visit and set off on the path, the naturalist built not just a house. he raised not even chekhov's cherry trees, and i'm not ashamed of this word, a real apple garden of eden, landscapes of complete thoughtfulness and sadness enchant even the most fastidious travellers. and if there is no such possibility, the city of belarus is what you need, but for now the whole world in the photographs does not let you fall leaning tower of pisa. i will support you in every way. watch the finnish project on our tv channel and travel online

the whole world warmed by your warmth, you give unknowingly about it every moment spent with you this miracle. where are you? earth love loves just touch your breath, barely audible, wherever my heart is always with you, i will be

careful. how would your life be. perhaps if you were not you, my long-awaited repeat the word. i'm like a tender external bird. the stars melt above me with beauty, what are you doing to me? you are my light

in the midst of sleepless nights, dyeing about whose bottomless ones you seem to be. you are the living embodiment of spring itself. let the edges of the unknown forces for you, beloved gentle, dear, all the love that is long-awaited in my heart, my bird, tender, like a gentle song. the stars are melting

above with unearthly beauty what are you doing with me , my long-awaited, like a bird, the eternal zone is a tender song, it's like the brightness of the stars gives a single beauty, what are you doing with me, long-awaited? my

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your white led the east i am in advance in your snowy skrynochka. everything is not vk

your move is right, give me wings of the heart. i'm your white i advance yours too. go out on your white desert beaches, but your

hobby is horns, give me a bird's wings. i am your white, white century.

into the sky is covered, gulping, a helmet, strong my beloved cornflowers arose, wildly keep i found this song of love, happiness, the will of light is my home. where is the guardianship of my god's deputy native word is my home, and he won't fly with calls on god's wing light barefoot and the sky heard,

lina i barefoot my helmet. cornflowers cornflowers relatives i have a cliché for her. i'll come to winged the song. i am cornflowers and give my pasta

branches for the little ones. i love cornflowers cornflowers cornflowers. in their belarus, their native land. let me sing a song called artist. little

i gave birth to the core will be that i am wicket-chucks. what for the gates i gave a detailed key in the ground , as a result, i lizard with holy water, i critically wait for strength.