separatism, our politicians and so on , well, secondly... well, if necessary, this is your pseudonym sashko obryis, well, your real name is sashko kucherenko, yes, that is how we introduced you, that's how you were introduced, so simply that we don't want, that's how i can read a poem, it’s just that it’s in my phone and i’m now quickly finding it and reading it, okay, there’s time , okay, okay, let’s listen to another poem, especially since your compatriots are already writing in the comments that they thank you for the airwaves, for the conversation, let's also... also a compatriot of one ambassador, well, in a nutshell, i will say that this is a poem about ukraine, because he simply called her name, so very abstractly, burnt, grieving with sadness, branded with the same name all his life, i will come to you, my friend, hug me, sick with one through and through pain, in nylon years, from pigeon years, years ago, i rolled through the field, following girls' dreams and names, to donzha. on the walled alley, in demagoguery, in twist, in jazz, in waltz, i ran away, ran away from your name, as thous