into the golden ten by pull, firstly, the grandson of gennady zavolukin, secondly, the son of anastasia zavolukina, thirdly, my nephew ... here of course jokes, grisha did not get there by pull, he deserves to be there among equals, such is the petrushka, well, this is among the best, because he plays the chrome, natalyanka, on the siberian odnoryadka, on yeletskaya, piano on nizhny novgorod, maybe on the button accordion, by the way, well, grish, we will not praise you, maybe you will become arrogant, i know you better than anyone, probably, present here, come on, try, dare forward. with a song, say something to all your friends, gold-tenths, and not only gold, thank you for your support, thank you for being there, if it were not for you, i would not play like this, as never happens the lot of a bell ringer, but i do not complain about god's calling, so that heaven and earth rejoice in you, i bear it humble, this obedience, how true. windy between heaven and earth, so my bell ringing will flow to the glory of god, to the joy of people, forget the bell ringer from his native fate, the art of ringi