she love is like my house contrary to me. ends

good evening is the name of the song performed by the popular theater and film actor, people's artist of russia igor vernik well, in that case, let's wish everyone that every evening of the new year is certainly good. good evening. and what does it mean, it means that the day was a pick-up, it means that the day was

picked up, he lived with us happy days, he brought us a good day. you gave us smiles. we as a friend hold him. is the city a good city? kind. what does it mean in the city, children do not cry, which means that the sky is peaceful above us and the foliage rustles on the boulevards. he says he wanted a little, but he is young in soul , a city wide open for kind people , kind, a native city. good afternoon,

good city, dear mother, good city, dear

, and we will reach the sun with our hands and i remember that everything that

began was a dream. you just have to believe and everything will work out. our new year's light is in full swing and that's good. i would say that this is a very good name of the song that nonna grishaeva and alexandra give us all. love came to us, unexpectedly, like songs, as if they are strange, like a mystery change everything

around. maybe, or maybe not to be only the enemy is impossible, but around such a sky in it and the stars of the pomegranate responsible the sun in the sky is very, very good, snowfall - this is very, very good and we will share it. and we are on the edge, just to be by our side. this is very, very good and have mercy. just to be by my side. and

you with me i'm on the road difficult difficult leg war. i sing this song of this cherished song, hello, the sun is unknown very, very well and died next to you. it's very-very good. to be

next to him the sun is very, very good for me and give me rich, just to be friends with you. very good and my generation under the tap is next to you. this is very very.

among the guests at our festive light , your favorites are the sadko group and the magnificent raisa otradnaya, the opening of the year of the program song from the bottom of our hearts, the country is waiting for congratulations from you. happy new year, dear friends, dear people, i congratulate you. i wish you all good good health world good glory happy new year. new year new year is not spinning out chimneys in every house smoke, but not an idiot can’t stand taking thoughts of the past away hooray and

now we are waiting on the main new year’s stage for the appearance of a brilliant artist, each song of which has been a hit for thirty years, always wondered how he succeeds and finally understood the secret in that he addresses directly to each spectator, and most importantly, to each spectator as if she were the one and only. my kolya bravo but everyone already understood at our new year's light people's artist of russia philip kirkorov

the verse of licks and melodies, we are in the midst of silence again, the yellow wind from the moon wanders through the streets and suddenly, on the verge of light and darkness, the thunder of my soul will strike and appear. you in this world, tired of trouble, crowned us with love in the labyrinths of fate, and they send everything to a not good world today, i asked for your smile. zero will help molchanov, but you

won’t be able to understand that you knew me, all the stars of the world and people. if you stop loving me, the same evening, i will die. you and you at night during the day.

a world where we are all tired of trouble and the prayers of the world of geras were married in the labyrinths of fate. yesterday i i only asked in trouble on the edge of this world fell in love. i'm for your smile. hey, you move your palm with water , my god, bow my head, you won't be able to understand that you, it means that all the stars of the world and people are housing me, like leaves in the wind. if

you stop loving me that evening, i will die. everything and people are like leaves in the wind, if you stop loving me that same evening, i will die. you are you at night.

in my heart in the new year we usually listen and sing funny songs, but there are also those that make you think, it seems i understood what song. you remembered her. now she's singing beautiful sophisticated popular theater and film actress polina ogureeva no one will be in the house. it will be

a winter day through the house, in the area of ​​\u200b\u200bwhite wet fast armor, only snow on the roof and no one besides the cover and snow. the hoarfrost will again trace anyone and again wrap me last year's despondency and the deeds of another winter and the deeds of

winter, and my apathy will run through the invasion trembling, silence, stephamia, silence, step, unmeasuring, silence, measuring steps. how are you? i will go. you will appear, dressed in something white without quirks in something straight fabrics and from which flakes sew from which the flakes are sewn. will not be in the house, except for the soloist one winter day, the through opening was not jammed and was proud. not closed

pictures sergeevich and you kolenka new year for me is new hopes new plans from good old, good music, which still remains beloved and quite modern. and, of course, fall asleep to your favorite songs of our favorite composer alexander sergeevich. happy new year to you from the bottom of my heart health health. vacations always want to go somewhere to at least forget about business for a while and the problem is one

famous island covered with greenery, where people live for a very long time inside. we can be there in just a minute. andrey, you do n't mind, of course not, because sergey lazarev himself will be our guide. friends, you are ready. all covered with greenery is absolutely the whole island of bad luck in the ocean. there is an island of bad luck. in the ocean there is everything covered with greenery, absolutely everything. unfortunate people live there. savages on the face are terrible kind inside on the face are terrible kind. unhappy people live there. savages what they don't do things don't go. it can be seen on monday they gave birth a little, it can be seen on

monday their mother gave birth, that they do n’t do things don’t go the crocodile is not caught, it doesn’t grow. cocos are crying. bob is not crying with iron tears. god is praying not with iron tears. the crocodile is not caught, it does not grow, it seems that no one could live everywhere. they should have taken and canceled on mondays, they should have taken and canceled mondays, it seems that they are not loafers and could live like there is no calendar on the island of elephants, adult children disappear. in vain revit me and adults disappear. in vain there is no curse on the island, there is no calendar for such an occasion from the night of the tasarium, the unlucky people of the savages cry and weep the poor and curse, trouble in the day. what stranger? in what year are the poor

their minutes of trouble? on what day is unknown down any year? what wonderful words, if the snowflake does not melt in your palm, it will not melt until the clock strikes 12 in this very minute in our lives the most incredible miracles happen. kohl miracles can happen all new year's eve, but isn't it a miracle that now we are waiting

for the performance of the magnificent duo larisa valley and gleb matviychuk with the same song while the clock strikes 12 when does the young old year come? in the distance, hide a fragile snowflake, give a wish, make a wish, look at hope in the night canopy, do not squeeze your palm tightly, and everything that i dreamed of asking the new year's task, what will change my dream? the snowflake won't melt in your palms haven't parted until the clock is 12 minutes until the clock is 12

minutes. when a young year comes, and the old one leaves the blood, the dream of any such one will come true, this night will calm down everything will be invented around the threshold of the good. days will not turn away snowflake. suddenly the yellows are in your hand and the new year, so that your christ is yours. or rather, do not live spread your palms will not relax hours

12 minutes. the snowflake will not melt in your palm. until the clock is 12 minutes until the clock is 12 minutes. while 12 hours drinking richer sits on the ground.

my new year's rain will be somewhat unusual in the outgoing year. the west tried to destroy russia without even thinking about the fact that in the structure of the world russia is a supporting structure. yes gentlemen so what do you like and dislike russia is expanding? they say that now the poles are so excited that they want to demand payments from russia for the event of 1613 , during which ivan susanin led the polish-lithuanian interventionists into the dense forest. well, now we are waiting for claims from the germans for the

disgusting service during the winter swimming on lake peipsi. in the case at the london zoo, a man was standing at the enclosure with amphibious reptiles, drinking beer, and suddenly the enclosure with a crocodile falls down a little girl of men, without hesitation rushes into the enclosure, saves the girl and gives it to the sobbing mother , sir begins to thank him, you did it, like a real brave englishman, the man answered them. yes. no, i'm russian. the next day, all the english newspapers came out with the headline drunken russians a tourist stole lunch from a crocodile.

here's how it happens. do you know without which it is impossible to cook ukrainian borscht french onion soup and german sausages without russian gas and now a museum of hot water and heating is being opened in europe. imagine what a horror come biden to the nato summit in europe and scholz and macron are sitting there and playing cards for rubles. about ukraine i will only say one thing, under the power of the confectioner poroshenko, it was not easy for ukrainians to live. and when

the comedian zelensky is in power, it’s not funny. in a word, if you ate, washed, at home, you are warm, then you were born russian with a lucky country. i wish all russians and those who are at the front and those who are in the rear joyful victories and health in the new year, mikhail illarionovich kutuzov spoke invincibly to the russian army in battles and inimitably in generosity of virtues towards the civilian population of the defeated. i read it and gasped. so it's about our guys too. thank you,

dear our defenders. all of russia with you we drink so that in the new year you return home safe and sound, and most importantly the main winners happy new year, russia amazing beauty of the song inimitable ashvili group bravo metelki argo about jesus

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