i have told my generation to step forward, and i will be a king forever, i will be, for i am a man, i will be a warrior, a man. pristine oak forests, the unique and driest natural swamps in europe. the gomel land itself is home to not only the jumping, untouched nature, but also the unpaved traditions and specialties of the region. ethnic cat palessya, captured in people's talents, hell danasci yes svaygo...

the sun is clear, the summer is red, the sun is clear, the summer is red, let's go to the dzeuks, the locks are green, hey, hey hey! the onions are green, here's the ice cream, let's go to sleep,

go for a walk, hey, hey, cool, we'll go dzeuki, u zyalena, let's fall asleep, let's go for a walk!

kolyarychonki, two oak trees, kolyarychanki, two oak trees, uh, taechka, taechka, miracle-miracle, miracle, miracle-miracle, eccentric, there were cavarels, and along the street there was silence, yany flocked, gavaryli, yany flocked, gavaryli, uh, kaechka, nadkaechka, miracle-miracle, miracle-girl, miracle-miracle, weirdo, there were standing,

there were cavaliers standing along the street molzhok.

flatbreads and freshly baked bread, runners from school, crackling from a cup and a bed of bread and pancakes, for any on the market, there is

everything you want, navat something that you don’t know, but ў belarus is known, created in belarus, by the hands of the gentlemen, the winds, for the good of people, if you all know, created in belarus, shchyra, jumping, glad, created in belarus, signified by the signs i, water of bread, crackling, shuffle, gaspadar, you are a gaspadarka, and there will be kicks, and jumping jingles, hell of fire and light, let's break it down, let's break it down, i live here... canary is broken up in belarus, broken up belarus, fathers, hands, knowledge, if it were good for people, if you all knew, it was created in belarus, shchyra, jumping, glad, formed in belarus,

signified by the signs of yakastsya, formed in belarus, the hands of the gentlemen know, if it were good for people. as you all know, created in belarus, shchyra, jumping, glad, created in belarus, signified with the signs of yakkasti, created in belarus, signified with the sign of brightness, created in belarus, ra, jumping, joyful, spoiled in belarus, which means with a sign of brightness,

i remember once passing through. i was passing by, passing by and a light rain was drizzling, drizzling, freezing, when i saw you, i saw you, i saw you, then let my pizza stop, stop beating, stop beating, and i decided that i would write you this ghanaian rap, i decided here i would write you this ghanaian rap, i decided here i would write you this ghanaian rap, i would sing it to you oh,

near the house, near your house, oh, near the house, near your house. oh, near the house, near your house, oh, near the house , near the house, your, near the house, your god, near your house, near your house, near the house , near your house, near your house.

let's go ahead.

i have a black beemer, fast and i have shanoy black boomer boomer for water do what

ride with you bumegu hundred signal in black boom black boomers. if i tell you black, you in response, say boomer, black, black, if i tell you boomer, you in response, say black, boomer, boomer, i will tell you, belarus, you in response, it's us, belarus, belarus, i will tell you, belarus, output, it's us, belarus, belarus, i grew up in the edge, a working city boy, a mope boy, a golden boy, a fucking simpleton boy. if not to show off, and i schchuk all the girls smile, and if any of you ask

for a ride, i'll give her a ride, even if it's not on the way, the kid is a boy and myself, though simple, but i can't refuse, there's more than one girl, you and you need a budder, he's always sweet, and you need a budder, fast and crazy, and you need a boober, a lively powder, a white sleep, a witch.

happy national unity day belarus. more fog, like clouds floating, and the white light looks like a sleepy voice, and everyone...

salaunya morning, the saints of love are infused, brave with ringing songs, the snow spreads over the earth, like a reed. this is in my childhood i don’t let you pass the sunny day, salavian wound, salavian wound. and as in the kingdom, you don’t give me the sunshine, the salavian wound, the salavian wound, the light of the hellish songs, you, in the lands

of strangers, i will remember them... i will warm my soul, the salavian wound, the saints of love have come , with ringing songs, the snow is pouring over the earth, like the sun in the kingdom, i don’t let my sleepy pasture, salain’s wound. salava wound, salavian wound, the saints of love come, with the ringing songs, the heat over the land is spilling, like the calissians my father won't let me sleep today,

saltwater early morning. saltwater early morning, i'm in my father's house my father won't let me sleep today, saltwater early morning, saltwater early morning.

dzyakuj, vitebsk region, northern region of belarus, birthplace of the slavic bazaar, many outstanding public figures, people of science and art, it is difficult to imagine. that after the liberation of vitebsk from the nazi occupiers in june 1944, the city lay almost completely in ruins, only 118 residents came out of the basements of their houses to greet the liberating soldiers, the city is not subject to restoration, such a verdict

was given by the red cross commission of vitebsk, but having made incredible efforts, having faced new difficult trials, people were able to revive their city. black raven. why are you hovering over may and your heads you will not achieve prey

. black raven, i am not yours, you are a stranger , spreading your claws, over may and your heads. ilda beschavechaya. black raven, i am not yours,

i will see a mortal wound. with the handkerchief gifted to me, and then i will talk to you all in one, and then i will finish with you here in one flight. in my direction, tell me, my mother, you tell my lover, what kind of

homeland do i come from, you tell my dear, what kind of homeland.

give the bloody handkerchief to my dear beloved, you say i am not free. one, i married another, you are an old woman, she is free, i married another. i took a bride, so quiet, modest, in an open

field under a bush, accused, there was a chopping block, my saber-sharp, among your doomed, i sense my death,

a black raven is approaching, i... all yours, i sense my death.