we give, didn't your mother tell you? i 'll probably leave soon. why do you eat such large pieces? whether?

what are you? i want to adopt you. are you the grandfather of that, i say, maybe, maybe. i took the trash to the laundry. do you remember, listen, i told you about novoselki. well, i

worked with geologists, well, since he says on a plate, it means that the edible was pumped out for a sweet soul. don't you remember? i told more. you said, then you heard something like that somewhere, but i remember these very novoselki of mine. well, there is no fire for a woman. completely matches. it may well be what are you and i? relatives leonid is it funny? crazy found yes no lunch, i

'm fine. it's you who's abnormal. at least i have a mouse. after all, i didn’t come to you, you asked me for a lodging for the night. because i'm more honest than you. i promise nothing to anyone and nothing to anyone . no, well, what did i want? i thought, well, there will be someone to unsubscribe my hut. are you without an apartment now?

what are you here for? is it warm? no. the road home forgot to drink a lot. hey listen wait. come on. are you not afraid? let's see where you can be met, if there is, of course. was know

i was very scared and i will never have a baby. she took and got married. i did not like him divorced. now i’m looking somewhere, it seems that the finns, they say, have customs that they live with each other for a year before the wedding, like a husband and wife, in order to understand whether they need each other or not, it’s always tired of waiting to look for europe. tired and what, if only the child was? true well get yourself someone else.

what are you? with me for the last time.

365 are you sleeping, or what? what can i write about from the army? i’ll add it every day? the fact that you fall asleep so quickly, or what? talk to me.

guess we're dating? letovchenko bilan socrates with maradona oh can you imagine? i tell him it will be lost and lost. come on, wait, let's talk. and he says, if it rains tomorrow. we will watch football on tv. vasilina you know i can't do that. lord , it is necessary to write it down in the red book before you. so as not to die out. where are the men who are

you in bed now? i know what you think about me. i don't see blind. for what? i'm so tired. i'm tired of waiting to look, as i have it all in a different way. oh you, i pity you wanted. calm down.

oh you

don't go by yourself. yes, and you at least uh-huh

girl, be nice to me. you know, i 'm in a somewhat difficult situation , somehow they didn't explain it plainly, somewhere there should be a turn. on paris straight ahead and left to left, maybe an apple for information.

let's choose get it please, oh i'm sorry then then a cigarette i'm sure you haven't tried it please. like this. prometheus thank you how many years. 14 more 14 signs of pregnancy

no one loves anyone. is that what you are about me ? what are you suffering? what do you think, i costly? how much one wheel from your car let's sit on the wheel. excuse me girl i have to go. i would say right away the salary

is small, in addition, you pay large elements.

there is a child over there. yes you scared me like what happened in 10 minutes will be? this house only had fewer floors. from the kindergarten mom will worry about the treasure vasilyevna will go completely crazy glass, what medicine? glass, when she is strong he is frightened, then she strongly drinks it. please

at work sensor don't hit him stop oh business, fool, please.

at the end of august, already distant in 1955, my interlocutor misha wolman

became famous, like mikhail yasenky. this is and sometimes a couple of urban like a magic garden my song flies my heart beats. yes, he is lollipops images wandering with a song in a song misha golman sang to me. these are his words and his music. this is the first song composed by him in his student years. the first test as the author of the lyrics, which he sang to me, here is the second verse, it shines with the earth for a month and is reflected by the wave with the light of the wonderful dawn park and then autumn golden maples. they make noise, they make noise, as if they want to say, take your time. you wait! be patient, wait my heart does not wait, my heart

to go these images to the moonlit path on the water. remember the girl's blue scarf, the rustling of maples, in 1955 there were no mobile phones at all, at the end of august. after the school holidays, i returned home to grodno and stopped in minsk , met me and settled in my student hostel. my half brother. vitaly, who became a hostel at the beginning of the campus of the polytechnic institute, a corner house under a tower with a spire, it is still perfectly preserved. and there, on the fifth floor, right under the tower with a spire, there was a corporal and they were busy. it was he who occupied and another one was occupied and said, borrow the rest, whichever you want, soon appeared. as if our roommate

introduced himself, misha, having learned that i was going to enter the directing department, immediately filled me up with his songs. well, of course, it was the song of the maples making noise, and he even sang a new concept of skit. i already knew that this was some kind of humorous performance. i i already set these at school, but these were my jokes, entertainers heard on the radio or in some concerts there, and the skit, it turns out, everything is the same, but on local topics, where some people familiar to everyone were ridiculed, so the audience i had to take it very warmly and misha sang to me phrases from the skit, which was, which means a couple of phrases on the topic of liana filonin, the filons called

the pass student. the philonium was given a lecture, and now misha sang the phylon. no, there are no philos, take my word for it, but there are such here kondratenko the thief, filonov. no, there are no philos. no matter how you look, but there is such a one here nikolaev vitya and literally after 2-3 months at school i sang the same verses, someone also played the piano with me there why because we had not kondratenko vitya was a filon my classmate? klyuchenko, vitya, everything went very well. it was all thanks to misha, but misha was very much in his verses. i am a self-critical philonian. well, finished the sentence. misha goldman. the author of the song of this samsilon on the scale of the faculty, i sitting, but sitting here is a living songwriter, these songs that he himself composed and did not

perform himself , and when somewhere in the song lyrics i understood that this was a long-standing influence of misha's songs that he sang to me 10 years ago and when after three days communication, i got on the train to go home to grodno, i thought. why is misha from minsk suddenly living in a hostel, why is he so old already, balding 9 years older than my older brother as a student, why did he begin to recall some fragmentary information, some memories of the war about the family he lived for me in minsk respectable, laboring family, dad mom worked boy and girl studied misha graduated from school in may 1941 prepared to enter

the university on june 22, 1941, something happened that changed the fate of all soviet people , the great patriotic war began minsk burned under the bombs, but the goldmans managed to evacuate from minsk, and those who remained in the burning and already destroyed minsk became such parents began to work and misha was also not up to school. he went to work in a factory who manufactured hardware metal products. how misha also got to the machine and worked, everyone worked, tirelessly under the slogan everything for the front everything for the victory in august 1942, from

the dzerzhinsky district of the military registration and enlistment office of the city of stalingrad, mikhail golman received a summons for the person of the military registration and enlistment office he was a conscript he was 18 years old. goldman, born in 1924, is the same age as my uncle dear uncle. misha of my cousin of my father, whom we already saw off at the front in this forty-second year. i remember very well our baku relatives very modest war years, a feast. i was 4 years old, and i saw something terrible lying on the bed, it was a sparkling

bass gelek. on which you know, no one cried, everyone understood. we must go to the front, we must defend our homeland. especially since the elder brother is with children. uncle kolya has already fought and the city of vienna, where my uncle misha will end the war misha goldman will sing his songs. remember, vienna remembers the alps and the danube, that shining one that sings bright mine. well, it will still be very low. in december 1942 on the banner rifle division 286, which fought in the deaths of the volkhov swamps, defended leningrad here until now. i don't understand how a soldier could survive here. there is only swamp swamp.

yes, in the trenches of the old waters there are infantry in them. one infantry was more cruel then 286 you defeated death in battles, even the sixth was recalled to the rear for reorganization for a short rest and adding reinforcements there they were sent near novgorod to impenetrable forests, where they are in the snow. these weapons were dragged up to the chest. here. as goldman recalls in his letters what happened to him, then i cooled off at night in trench snow, full speed and in the snow was surrounded. under shelling, i was starving , i was undermined by mines, they shot at our soldiers. already in the position of lieutenant, he writes a wonderful

poem by a special correspondent, the front-line newspapers looked out for us and clicked a watering can. the address was taken to the sixth and transferred to poland near krakow, well, you know the story of how this city was saved and the gunners practically did not touch it. it's an architectural marvel hmm, but, nevertheless, the 854th regiment, received the city's title of krakow war senior lieutenant. all this war will be remembered with senior lieutenant mikhail holmann until the end of his days, and was waiting for you. dun her hot sunny may gathered on the square of the saved vein, the people are old and young.

on the old wounded concrete and the singing bright ointment, a russian draft was brought here two decades after the war, all these memories will begin to form into the stanzas of songs not immediately immediately, but for now he serves in the group of soviet troops in germany for two more years and only after that returns to his native minsk but returns we set off

on an expedition to the listen to guests for people.