they loved such songs, soulful songs, and literally six months pass, and the author of the text, leonid derbinevseryozha, i have a there is a song for you." and he shows me a song from the village, i consider myself an urbanite , now i am, here is my work, here are my friends, but i still dream about the village at night, my homeland doesn’t want to let me go, i heard the road of geese transitions important. i say, leonid petrovich, it somehow seems to me that she ’s not quite mine, i didn’t feel her, so at first i wanted to refuse, and i... refused, only a little later, a little later, in the wake of the madness success of this song, i began to wonder why people like it so much i caught it, there’s hot bread there, it smells in our house, and a river runs somewhere under the mountain, and bushes cross the road... it’s important and in the enemy , a hairy bumblebee drinks dew from a flower. thousands of people over the years have said that while listening to this song, they cry all the time , they remember about home, because, what are you remembering, now your eyes are wet, what are you thinkin

the omsk region from the village of krasnoyarka rustam kusain with the song the music flows, leonid derbinevs quietly playing under a fishing rod, under which the earth is pouring music, music, music , you will never tire of loving, endless, eternal, wise, from which you so want to live, endless, eternal wise, from which you and i so want to live , hey, tell me, i have to tell you a secret, that i was told that it was rustam’s first time in moscow and first time flying on an airplane, tell me about your feelings, friends, thank you, hello, andrey, i don’t know whether they’ll cut it out or not, the very first thing i wanted to say, the woman is crazy about you, the whole omsk region, everyone says, kiss him, i i say, i can’t kiss him, let me tell him. please, you are a tractor driver, a driver, an agricultural worker by training, when did you start singing? i started singing in general in childhood, but specifically i started singing at the age of 20, a story from my life, i was three or four years old, but i remember it clearly, when my father i stood on stage in the alleys singing a song w