him, they’ve already given you a place, for a bottle, no, it’s early, lenochka camparova, tell the aibaint of armenia, you know, yes, it’s probably honey, and what’s your favorite, you can favorite song sing, you don’t know the armenian one, well , serun, i don’t know, i know one word ; նմեղ սիրով, ես քեզ սիրեցի, բայց դու անիրավ, դավաճանեցիր, մի անմեղ սիրո վ, ես քեզ սիրեցի, let's try to perform everything together, he wrote from him, i pass it on to you, but not me, but we now the text is svetlana sergeevna, svetlana called us by the will of fate, the proud marinas , we grew old before our time, and only she is getting younger, i ran with my bare bottom in the frame , he said this to himself. and i wore a woman’s dress for a year, and how many times did i fall from my horse, and how he beat a woman, let’s raise a toast, a gift for marina for this glorious anniversary, a squad of goats for him, a squad for him of goats, she and he are all. always united, and even if the fate of adversity is bitter, we have this right, it doesn’t matter, we are not because of money burned, and behind the