anna litvinenko friends people's artist of russia the song turned crimson for a month. i've been waiting for you for a long time, i'm going with you sea sails. you steer on the high seas, where you can't handle bure in such naughty weather, you can't be trusted. why my dear about the past. and you remember, changing cold repentance, trust to excite noisy sea. ah, in the morning, a bream nailed a splinter of what she colored with advice and young noise into the bay. to them beauties a lot of you came up to us in my heart shitting from themselves. thank you, well done, anechka thank you wonderful. song, true voice i want to say. i will be 70 this year girl. well, congratulations to pyatnitsky where did you also work for 5 years. you just understand the girl, and we have footage of '78. you are just a soloist of the choir together, but with tamara musta. let's see how you perform. here's someone coming down the hill. my dear, there is a raid with my protection protective milosena hallelujah and we all here, by the way, drank ditties, and we found frames of the film russian