oh wound, nayvana. me, lad, oh, my god, girl i wanted to get married, i didn’t get married, the girl wanted to get married, i didn’t get married, oh, oh, oh, oh, ah, ah, oh, my god! the lad is foolishly excited, oh-oh-oh, on the verge of falling, oh, my god, not the little ones, the animists, oh-oh-oh, the fun of the three kalyskis, oh, my god, for a horse you need a nanny, and for a pawn, a shavanka , required for the peg. i’ll give three kopecks into the club, oh-oh-oh, go buy bread and salt, oh, my god, i didn’t buy bread and salt, oh-oh-oh, i got lost to the markets, oh, my god, lad, bye bye flanker, yago soshenka roof. the lad is packing some arable land, oh-oh-oh, yago is covering the pine, oh, my god, the lad is packing the arable land, oh-oh-oh, yago is covering the pine, oh, my god, the lad is packing the arable land, oh, little son to his father i came and asked kroc what is good and what is bad? i have no secrets, serve kids, i’m trying to put you in a book, the rain fell and passed, the sun,

oh, rana, nayvana. koi radjvana, ojraanam, shimku.s create a non-trivial route. in the 1780s , the dubrovinsky lands were bought by prince grigory potemkin, and thanks to him , one of the first watch factories in russia began to operate here . in ancient times, voluny was the venue for various... the lad plows the arable land, oh-oh-oh, the covered pine tree, oh, my god. my, the charming one came to the pit, oh-oh, let me get married, oh my goodness, the girl wanted to get married. the lady was not stunned, the yawn wanted to get married, the lady was not stupefied, oh, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, my god, the lad is a fool, azhanіўsya, oh-oh-oh, verzhonka, namya in the club is being cut off by miki, oh -oh, oh, go buy some bread and salt, oh, my god, i didn’t buy any bread of salt, oh, oh, oh, i got lost in the markets, oh, my god, lad, you’re plowing your crops, you’ve got some pine. the lad is plowing your little pine, oh-oh-oh, iago is covering the pine tree, oh, my goodness, he is clapping the arable land while plowing, oh-oh-oh , the

the men leave to mow the hay, it is necessary to block the roads and capture the white-stone city, nayvanaen, the sadness is forgotten, all the games are here. the words were plasticized by ross treated by ross i'll treat myself to a fun time we're waiting for everyone's heads to spin the steam pipe in the steam pipe the white light is spinning everything of course. believe it or not, we are waiting for our own happiness. we give suffering to people, we love, yes, well, i’m done for, it seemed like the forest was growling, but what about the forest monster? come out, from whom are you burying the girls, from you, dear, i’m going to the city on an important matter, on what kind of business, report, mother from... wove, i used it to make a pattern and survived, i want to give the hero finist a gift, hey, girl , yes, you and i are on our way, just look, any day now a robber, a cartous, a red mustache may appear, so i’m coming, to call the hero to the outpost. we’ll sell millet and lard at the fair, i’ll buy myself beads, and i’ll buy bast shoes, oh, i was born unkempt, oh, early childhood hap