the memory of alexandra vasilyevna lost my voice.g for 3 months, i couldn't do anything. i think that in general already, probably, my concert activity will stop. i slowly began to work in order to somehow loosen up the ligaments. now we are talking about the song. and in your garden, i saw honeysuckle growing there. tell me, baby, several varieties of frozen plums, apple trees, four varieties, you understand a lot, let there be no russia, but i save them. i love them. here in general, how dry? i do not know what attracted me to her, but because of this dry dead ranetki , the princess queen grew up. today here somehow at the table. you won’t touch the law and investigate life behind your runs, you won’t run away and the river won’t get away with ice. heart in two, never divided. if you alone love to blow right away, then this is not love, but it only seems to smash, the lord will refuse it. it just seems. a woman sits looking uh with loving eyes. i don’t remember sveta shuvalov from nizhny novgorod area, your big fan today in her dre