where have you been, damn it, i don't know that you are yura titov, that you can still do all sortsall. i didn't expect anything like this from you. the last thing i remember is such a lyrical subtone with the fifth sweet pop song this is all the last thing i saw. and suddenly i hear such an adult, generally timbre. this is what i expected to see here. only not you, and so you are in the voice. so you went there. from hopelessness, as i understand it, that i flew further with such shame. one yes, just so autumnal in due time on factory. well, there was just a leader and i look into your eyes of endless silent pages. he was very talented. he well why would i not well, i'm talking in the past tense. he is. he is some other, as if the environment here, apparently, they should not be mixed. and stayed with you forever. for these 20 years, masha izhevskaya, we met on vacation. just fantastic. she drove into my ear so much that i thought that nothing had really changed for me, as i tied up in me. she drove louder, that colossal experience, and that, and hmm, that amount people we met, the