vulnerable to all, our favorites, today goods under the brand, made in belarus, are known, loved and chosen in many corners of our planet, it is very honorable, but it is not surprising for us, yes, to do everything qualitatively in good faith. this is our original belarusian feature. everything that belarusians undertake is done not only professionally, but with soul. and the real quality mark of our country is the entire numerous range of products manufactured at the enterprises of the presidential property management department. and these goods are our unique souvenirs with national flavor our dear guests always take us back to their homeland with delight.

the hell of relatives is nil, the hell of relatives is a hut, the master's yard is full of beauty. yana bottomless uzyaty, katatsya zaladya pacas, chumney edge, soup bora, and tea in forgotten hands, the very dance of the patterns, the joy of christmas.

and for many days there are long hours, chilly, forgotten sounds, our wide fabrics, navat pyarzitskiy here, the darker edge, it’s time to knock.

soup boron, otherwise forgotten hand, holy city, vasilka, darker edge, soup, other forgotten hands, yourself.

flatbreads - light, water of bread, dygurki sa shkloushchyny, crackling with a cup and a bed, and pancakes, whole grains, for any, on the patrabu, there is everything that you want, navat something that you don’t know, but in belarus you know, you’ve got it. in belarus, sirs, hands, centuries, if it were good for people, if you all knew, it was created in belarus, shchyra, jumping, glad, it was created in belarus, the sign of brightness, kali

pratsavatsya, we met first, as long as it was ў our dzetak, usyody only lepshae, navat for give. doom and pestilence seem to be the same as belarusians are facing, that is, not lamaetsa, made in belarus, by the hands of the serfs, vedami, if it was good for people, if you knew everything, made in belarus, shchyra, jumping, glad, made in belarus, signifying the signs of yakkasti, made ў belarus. may it be good for people, in all eternity , in belarus, shchyra, jumping, joyful, in belarus, meaning with the signs of yakastsi, water of bread, crackling with

shuffle, gaspadar and gaspadarka, and buslo lyah aty and jumpy dzyauchaty, hell of fire and light, let's go to bed. let's try to live here again the country has been built up, belarus has been built up, belarus has been built up in the hands of the gentlemen, if it was good for people in all our knowledge , the jump has been happily built up in belarus, and the signs of the jump have been built up in belarus. to the russians, to the sirs, to the hands of the knowers. may it be good for the people, as you all know, created in belarus, shchyra, jumping, happy, created in belarus, signifying the signs of turnout, created in belarus, signifying the signs of brightness,

folk crafts in including embroidery weaving, wood carving , straw and wickerwork, in the same row pottery, painting on glass, wood, fabric, not every country in the world can boast such an attitude to its pearls of national art, and we are sincerely grateful to those

people who support belarusian masters, preserve our cultural heritage, this is all ours, and we will take it! where are the singing brothers, who are they to sing, when we have to say, every time, do not eat something in the heart, say that you are, hey, your parents, you love life,

there will be no other way, this is what people say, their sheep, and where are the wings of their brothers, no, well, where, say, how on they dance, like waters on the ground, that plagued the sky, like the dawn, and the bachuli, as if there were sheep, are theirs. if you love life, you will never be the same, this seems to be the people,

the rams are yours, you love life, you are a great will, it will be our share. syabry, i love your padrymka, hands on the mountain, everything, hey, the mother of the arly, they sat there, their parades, yes love lives, nothing will happen, it seems like people, barades.

hello, i greet everyone. if the house is light from love and warmth, if in the big world, it is happiness to offend, protect your home from random fl, vain insults, like a guardian angel, all native words,

every joyful day, in your heart keeper, overcome native, press and love, happiness in sweet eyes, do not value life more, if on a long road native window, like a bright beacon, lights your way, turning home, always remember one thing, only

here just like that, all mistakes are forgiven, everything, all are native, noted words, every joyful day, keep in your heart. health, well-being and of course, family comfort, all with me higher, higher handles,

and here, still, with me, you are ready, bolgon, interrupt your relatives, unintentional words, keep every joyful day in your heart! go look at your relatives love, happiness in dear eyes, value life more, take care of your relatives with

a holiday! a healthy nation is the foundation of any state, in our country medicine is under the close attention of the president. in the system of the presidential administration, institutions of health care, hygiene, epidemiology, health and recreation, as well as a pharmacy network. among the first and the republican clinical medical center, where prevention and treatment are carried out at the highest level. the best doctors. a very important division is the department for humanitarian activities, which implements programs, including the improvement of children's health at home and abroad. the department also has a children's health camp planeta under its control. yes, caring for the health and quality of life of little belarusians is one of the most important tasks of adults, because our

children are our continuation, our future. yes, there has been progress, yes, invisible miracles, sank to the depths and rose to the skies, sweaty klopoty. the run has stopped, robots are cradle, not man, but forgotten klopoty, will stop after all, robots are cradle, not man, what progress has come to, what

progress has come to, there was a time pobres. there was a time mavrez, and now walk around the world, you want to sing, you don't want to sing, but forgotten globota, but forgotten globota, the run has stopped, stop brek, robots are blazing, only man, here forgotten kloboty, but forgotten klopaty, stopped singing, stopped after all, robots are smiling. happy man, the sun is shining above us, not life, but

grace, those who are responsible for us, it's high time to understand, those who are in charge of us, it's high time... to understand, we are little children, we want to go for a walk, they tell us that it seems, the crust is pulled on, and i tell you, enough , tired, shod with aleta, param-paraparam, in short pulled up, param-paravam-pa-para, tired , cut off, cut off, in the young month of april, in the old park the snow is melting, and the cheerful swings begin their run, the whole world is forgotten, the heart froze in the chest, only the sky,

only the wind, only joy ahead, only the sky. yes, only the wind, only joy ahead soaring, higher than the spruce, i am beautiful, winged swing, fly, fly, fly , hidden swing. fly, fly, fly, covered swing, fly. fly, fly,

hello, our dear and already such dear people, happy holiday to you, happy anniversary, and let's go! and further, go with you through life, to live life not far ahead, we often repeat this wisdom, we strive to find a lot, but we lose much more, if love finds those ... and the soul contracts from pain, choice is faith in a bright day, choice is a sacrifice good will, we choose life, life

chooses us, we choose those who believe with us in the ion of the eyes, we choose the light, the sun in your window, we choose the light, this is a challenge to the darkness. we do not spare priceless minutes, our nerves are torn like strings, everything is somewhere in the air, we fly, we fly, we are not always young and youthful, but if there is a day for love, and the soul contracts from pain, this is a choice. on a bright day, a choice is a sacrifice of good will, and we choose life, life chooses us, we choose those who

believe with us the radiance of the eyes, we choose the light, the sun in your window, we choose the light, it 's a challenge in the darkness, choose, choose, choose life, let's do it together, choose, choose, choose light, choose, choose, choose meaning, choose, choose, believe it or not, we choose life, and life chooses who, yes, we choose those who believe with us all? not your eye, we choose the light, the sun in your window, friends, we choose the light, it's a challenge in the darkness,

we choose life, life chooses us, we choose those who are with us before everything not your eye, we choose the light, the sun in your window, we we choose light. this is a challenge to darkness, we choose light, this is a challenge to darkness, we choose our native belarus, for 30 years now the large team of the presidential affairs management system has been on the road of creation, over these years the potential of work teams has grown many times, the circle has expanded. responsibility and tasks assigned to them, but one thing remains unchanged: the presidential affairs management system is a real big and friendly

family, which today numbers almost 24,000 people, in this big and friendly family there are such different and unique people understand each other at a glance, and here everyone makes their personal contribution to the creation of happiness and well-being. their home, the management of the affairs of the president of our native belarus. good evening, friends, happy holiday to you all. the window will open wide on... in the world the sky will smell from the fields, the apple of the light will fall into the grass. and the fog

will spread into peace, the sun will disperse in golden rays, and a dear hand will touch the shoulder, and the soul will freeze in blue eyes, only at home the heart feels so good, my dear home. as if mom is waiting remembers me, throughout life, so that i do not lose my way, every time i return here, my home, like a father will hug me tenderly with love, i will quietly pray for my home. in my heart, the love

of a horse will disturb the memory, a new one will dawn and as before, even those who are no longer alive will gather in a dream, at one big table together, all when i get bored far away. i will ask for my mother's good advice, i will ask the belarusian land for strength, i will say thank you, mom, to you, oh my dear, as if mom is waiting, remembers me, throughout life, so that i do not lose my way, every time i return.

here, my home, my family, as the father takes away tenderly love, i will quietly pray for the dewy home, in my heart is my love, friends, happy holiday to you, thank you for your work, thank you for your loyalty, to our common cause, take care of yourself, your loved ones, our big beautiful friendly home, home, dear, like a mother is waiting remembers me, in life, so that i do not go astray, every time i return here. home, like

a father, will embrace tenderly loving, i will quietly pray in my home, in my heart is my love, i will quietly pray in my home, in my heart love keeps. let's sing all together, friends, dear, like a father from heaven. on love, i alone

dear, i will pray quietly, in the heart of love onnya, i am not afraid to seem happy, when not everyone will appreciate understand, i do not...