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hello belarus the last

leaf blows away and pours like a bucket. we are separated by autumn to you people. you leave me to stay this evening with you alone fly away, quietly star, fly away we have to say goodbye forever

forever forever i flew to you. the last meeting this evening i'm flying with you. bird may the night star forever forever

it seems your dear.

greetings, friends. i feel like that migratory bird that does not fly away, but already flies back to you. and i am very happy. thank you for being with me today me. i hope that this will be our common great holiday, we have overcome it. and time and distance losers are afraid, i will cry bitter unhappy, my fate. i would love

to fly to the border, as you laws, i spray and i and i do not have love gifts, the snake is burning. you are the brightness of the dawn, hotter than the fire. i touched your love and disbanded that long to believe it used to be me. i always

fell in love for betraying, if you eat, what's there, maybe it will come again. yes, my love, like a bubble, let go of what is long in front of you , the happy past, i still have the strength we are afraid. i will be grateful the thread remained in my bubble let me go.

before there was a thread left, i have a thread left. i lost my music. i will be grateful about happy, my destiny. believe

your destiny to go forward and, probably, never part with your childhood dream, because it will always be in your face. a magical flight means to overcome the gravity of the earth, you and i are learning eternally with you.

strongest yes look how the sun caresses him, the dawn raises the morava and see the birth of a new king. you and i are family to us expects dreams, learning with you without

the concept of kitchen life. nothing the sky burning socks we are on the wings of a dream, we rush with you to believe and about something sings under us surf

hello dreams will go under us of anxiety.

the idea is for us then, but the sludge scolds us for the idea. for what?

hallelujah

this song is a wonderful new song of the same name to our concert, this is the premiere and that's it. the main thing i want to say. today everything starts with love. it all starts with love victory for all the answers and with me it all starts

with love for parents love the whole world is born and impossible to cover. and believe love, believe me, after all, when you can’t see it nearby, fly your heart and turn on the light inside your believe another. believe me. everything starts with love. love illuminates us. she is my sadness, never deceived once for which the soul

warms love. i want you in love are born. saints be happy, be always loved. and

let the spring bloom. love love heart and kindle the light inside. believe me, any creator starts with people. love the heart, love is inside. trust me, it all starts with love. everything starts with love wonderful song evgenia oleinik anna well

, show yourself, thank you very much for this miracle song , this is the state of my soul and, of course, this music. today, thanks to such a wonderful orchestra, we hear the presidential orchestra of the republic of belarus under the baton of the chief conductor. vitaly kulbakov. ukraine in the places of traeda and feats were created , remember, oh, by the hero and maya sense her to the lighthouse. i do not shackle the historical truth and tell the memory of the general wart for the zealots

to reveal the special officers and play a joke on such a place in belarus we educate in the first place in turn, we involuntarily educate a full-fledged citizen of our society, how to maintain a balance between the state and each individual, we came to parliament in order to defend the interests of our voters, the interests of the country. now, when you are betrayed, it's like that you are hit by hands, and you seem to forgive. you can, but there is no hug. in my opinion, the more control, the better and better the law and how not to let go of the helm

of fate, but through the complexity of the difficulty, you try yourself in these situations. you become stronger. you already see things differently. this is probably the only thing for you and me that we must do to save our hearts once. and conscientiously go about your business, two of you will always pray for every child in our country and in the countries of all, probably all countries of the world, let's talk about the values ​​of friendship, happiness, and plans for the future in the program, say, don't be silent. watch the new releases on the tv channel belarus 24. songs

for a long time in mat i was kolka, i am preparing and presented.

oh glory will suffer street sufferer

will be tired of the sky and wine. 1 will suffer , you will get up and you will have a house. i went out

to the edge of the universe, i got lost in the green edge, i got lost, i was taken to the torment. oh, i immediately started warm, oh-oh-oh started. oh, take cossack, judging by tina, i won’t take it

, i’ll leave it. i to will not forever roles, left. oh i taught. it's you fool. i am our children on the mountains. i'm so rooted. all russia dedicated

betrothed, how i need it. where are you lost, we are not those of a simple fate, we are in this world of the dvina, our hope is in the middle. i think it was an easy day, happiness was

we serve god, red dream, my hallelujah serves god, my clear bitch in the morning and evening. how will i meet you. i let blue eyes go home. now we are in this world half an evil cloud in the middle. happiness you serve my god jesus

oh my betrothed serves oh, limus is needed. clear

juice my zabrodochka young water by the handle

it's wide here at the table of the blue world, dear wife.

russia happened, let the power to blow the belly

thank you. with

me and what did they give?

you are mine, i am nobody, they thanked the glass for a pause, bubnov, the story of jeans is empty people seem. hallelujah in the city of the elk, god forbid, you called to the will

of the wind for sleeping for the thieves, where it has long been conceived. empty people seem to me to become that i am ready.

on the land of gaskets

nevzrat where are the nights? machu your bell in your yours there at night your kit your fight home covered

blood before you traditions are your fuck. yes, i mumble red his life. in your home guard.

in our yours a-a.

what messages from the past are found today in belarusian shrines? there is the rest of the name , some letters and scythes, dashes next to it, as if someone was counting something for a certain period of time, most likely, someone

gave a magpie about himself like that. where does spiritual education begin? we tell children about god, and i devote a lot of time to ensure that children learn exactly what divine love is, how to communicate with children. what is prosphora and how it is prepared in monasteries in the morning, they knead all sides , then we put it up and already compose, or when you watch it yourself, from this dough you will get somewhere for five liturgies in large spaces of special liturgical and somewhere around 120 small expanses, what distinguishes and unites the main religions of the world. it is, of course, very important to us that we offer a spiritual basis for every religion that does so. e hmm, taking into account their traditions and

rules. but in many ways, we have a common approach, a look at the family , answers to these and other questions in spiritual and educational projects on belarus 24 tv channel . carpet and jump, how it all ended in the yard, after the paint of love for jan's hormones, especially the number one acceleration, of this legend. for hundreds of years, these doilitva details have been made by yakim sens, and today the most bodai, suffocated and rare for the belarusian speech of storkness is a cartouche on the central resolite design, you burp

this shoe insubordination. putin's soul is a rut, the wife of the construction, of course, does not rise checky facts and not jackanas famous muravans. with smokey film scenery, what are you looking at this tale cultural with letnitsky project of architecture of belarus on our tv channel. everything starts with love.

does not exceed.

i will be close to any person , dear, in the winter, in dreams of flight , a simple poison was taken away, behind the mountain orcs perished on a polynya flight. my distant poop has light, i haven’t forgotten the stitches in the capital, and

you are not the light. you are a little river of cool rozhko no gold rods. oh, juda leads you will go. where am i dancing, only my speech will be. lover of your legs, i'll leave you. dear, on the 21st i will be my river.

you don’t come out with a decision of a cool little animal, don’t drown me a rod of screeds of golden skupol cells here. i led the wreaths and let the river on foot. oh, miracle-weed. nya. only

i will, where am i dances my? love

i think that the song that will now sound for you will also be very dear and iconic favorite. i want to feel it too. you have been thrown far away, an

anxious life has lured you in, but once in the early autumn. suddenly , the impossible will happen, but it will be opened up and with cold dawn rolls, the small one will certainly fly to where the bright one is waiting for you. and the best native belarusian lands. the main thing is that the heart of my land is beating, if anything,

there is an eternal one in the world that is not subject to the poor, and ask me and i will answer. i am the heart of my land where the nameless river beats silvery i plunge into the forest slow veles fragrant with me and tenderness wakes up, old hearts flare up with a quiet flame. hello, i 'll say welcome, i know you've been waiting for me for a long time. and i was conceived by the lands, help in the silence

of the forests, and we save the field, not to be said. i suck the earth, if anything, she is not ugly. you ask me, i tell you i am the heart of my land. if anything, we are eternal, i am subject and ask me and i will answer. i am the heart of the earth. you

ask me and i will answer. i am the heart of the earth honored artist of the republic of belarus irina dorofeeva another one of my graduates of international competitions is the soloist of our musicals.

golden pulls survives the colors of summer. to change our world. you know, you and i could. do many good deeds but do not honor in return. thank you dream

your dream at home and in the region. here in italy everywhere to think only about the high is high in us the height of the heavens me

dream your dream flies on wings, if you have your dream with me. give it back kristinka is your new boyfriend. long time

no see. here is your phone, please. come on, i wasn't on the lid. you got a terrible person girl. yulya

got the film on sunday on belarus 24 tv channel, the most knowledgeable and the most courageous guys saw the amount that they work there with a saw. i answered the option, c, because in the spring the shields come from the word freckle. and in the word freckle there is the letter w. find answers to all questions 100% i am sure that it is, because i have seen this word, and i know that it translates as to tickle for valuable prizes and the honorary title of the winner of the show. i know that alexander sergeevich pushkin was born in 1799. and this is the 18th century, so i answered. no , it seems to me the right option, because this is the very first city, belarus, watch an intellectually entertaining show. i know

on tv channel belarus 24. everything starts with love.

shoot me if i want to, can you do it yourself? it doesn't matter at all. who are you. hunting it doesn't matter who you are, i won't stop. this is my hunting season. the tenth grade of men is all inside me, perhaps a woman today i am fire, i say like never before,

and tomorrow again shoot at me again with the first, if i want, you yourself can do it. it doesn't matter who you leave. it's god season. this is my hunting season. someone i want to head for a couple of hours today is short, my shepherd of heels follows the city everywhere with me. do you want now, how can i go through this whole quest in my approach, there are just a couple of famous places

shoot if i want, you yourself can become a victim. who are you? i won't stop. this is my job, whoever i want. yes, simple female happiness. this is a big

dream. this is my fairy tale. i want to fly with you. you want to know yourself about my love i scream. simple know, i know

and you do not have you dog our two worlds steps, a lot of happiness, not with you. we will find our happiness. i know, i know, i know your hands are burning your edge.

i know, i know, i give. i want everyone to rush in this celebration hall. and again i'm flying to my dream.

i don't remember exactly where i was. i only know one thing, that you will still touch me. a star, yes, and what awaits you sin flies after

me, only we know it radiates the way. i don't see the fire, i don't hear you, only wet loneliness. all my love. i won’t tell you myself, i just know that you don’t care. your hand touches, we fly away with the wind. i

also what is waiting for me is flying only slimes, nechay and putin only knowledge to start the journey. your sleeve my heart. jesus

christ only way hey fail on the way never mind sorry. resentment load is useless to carry us

mistakes make the mind her, look ahead, dream of the stars. look for your own path to your destiny and only those creators do not regret anything. turn the page and forget about the past. all of you will be buried. everything that was not

returned. further, it all depends on you. live not in vain dreaming about the stars, dare, create and be bolder and do not regret anything. no tsarevich and what the sky burns your soul and what is yours on?

and that's it, always ahead. hey, dreaming, be yourself, watch over the vanity of the rain, the dream gives. go for her. feel sorry for the doctor and the soul never thanks you.

well, what about another artist? i'm looking forward to this stage. i always follow his progress and cherish our friendship, because he is not only an excellent performer, but even a teacher at the pop music department of the belarusian

state university of arts culture. meet evgeny kurchik. thank you very much, dear friends. i have to say. you know, i am grateful to god and fate for bringing me together with such a teacher with such a teacher as irina arkadyevna dorofeeva by his own example. she shows us all how to truly serve his majesty art, how to truly love music this life of the viewer, bow to you for this . thank you i'm still very yuna thank you premiere songs for you i'm in them to the music of guilt. when

i can forget you t world enemy,

but i'm holding on. i will find how this i go down drops in the dial. every hour, like a year , i didn’t notice. we are different love. we are words.

can't have to love you. we are different, and this is our pain, we are different. so let love down the contagion of the world's words, but i can't doesn't love you, but i can't help but love you.

the right morning should start with the right breakfast. i hope you didn't have breakfast today, because i'm going to feed you and cook a breakfast of champions with you. we will help to make the first meal tasty healthy very appetizing can not wait. start tasting. tomatoes eggplant mozzarella, sun-dried tomatoes egg mussels sulquiria. mamma mia, a combination of so healthy delicious and cool products that you just immediately feel hungry and very interesting, and in italy they use pasta only from durum

wheat and the recipe is very simple water and flour, we will not forget and invigorating exercises you always want your elbow to meet your knee and automatically try to move your knee forward. this is a mistake that you should try not to make. look in the program. champions on tv channel belarus 24 belonging to the people of varta to strive for relatives and traditions, we set off for an expedition along the kutkas of our ukraine to get to the place of pronunciation , we tried to drive 33 km at noon. i'm sitting by the new forest, that we are treating the groom's area sounded. they at yakim times do not feast on old traditions. a new grater on

our tv channel.

the wide sea far across the sky is silently gliding clouds on the heart on the tree, than sadness sadness and time flows again building

sand on the nose, only we sunset over the sea screaming and shouting hope to hide the tender. behind the tree, do you know that happiness will be a girl on the shore in front of a dream of a miracle? cruel sun, sorry father and the seagulls again swear at the way she wants

i ran across the water and met the one who is swollen by fate, but let the heart longing and clouds float in the same way across the sky. the girl to open the girl on the shore knows that happiness will be the girl on the shore believes the dream of

a miracle. girl on the shore whispers break from the lips, where

are you my boyfriend, gentle girl on the shore, all our beauties.

these are the girls. tonight there will be dancing until the morning tonight tonight night tomorrow and yesterday and good.

with all my heart your star today cheerful sonorous snow,

let's give the night. you will remember forever, you need ri lit. tai burns to not enough. and i'm so i want you to

sing with me from the heart. burns my word of honor

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thank you thank you today only feelings only emotions only love. i hope i warmed you a little with my songs. once again

a super solo to the presidential orchestra of the republic of belarus under the baton of chief conductor vitaly kulbakov.

white sadness, velo-white russian you, my dear. russia , i'm proud of you, because i'm your land there is

such a country on planet earth where dreams come true and people live in it like a big family. it's you, belarus, it's you years and rivers. springs of sieges bird's move blue dog and churches domes and wig and gates boundless expanse opaque fire mirrors yours, my

love i agree, all my life in the sky the birds will be friends, and then evaporate over you to save you and care to shield you from trouble and attack love . listen, my heart is beating inside me. i live and breathe. only such a better song my as a prayer sounds on your sacred land. vera hallelujah my

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eve and a concert participant from the federation of trade unions in belarus