away from ourselves. and from the wind from the east the toga bent, huddled against the rocks of otarra direction of the blow, do not be alarmed when the sunset is not in place, the day of judgment is fairy tales for elders, they simply forgive the land wherever they want, our replacement companies are on the march. we crawl, we hug the bumps , we squeeze the bumps, not loving evil, and with our knees we push the earth away from ourselves, away from ourselves, after i hear and see vysotsky, i want to make such a small backlash, exhale only after that to talk, yes, i can’t name it it is impossible for vysotsky to be a patriot, because everything he does... because what we sometimes cannot formulate, he somehow expressed, everyone says: i would sign absolutely everything for this, well, that is he speaks from everyone, you know, and the vysosk has a lot of such songs, now his songs may be about some, well, how can i say, the most important things in life, they are in demand now. they are now being downloaded, including by young people, on the internet, they will be inserted there on some