so this is siberia orenburg, uh, kirov there, i don't remember at the concert in apatity , it takes likehere is one song called wormwood-grass, it is so sad, but in real life, yes. let's invite the girls to dance sagebrush grass. well , friends, have a good evening, valery semin, the whole country is dancing and singing. grass, my love we feel good together with you, as sometimes you are bitter. and i'm the same as always, dear, dear, my floors were grass, eat and sometimes bitter. and i am the same as always, dear, dear, my wormwood, grass. everybody say sagebrush grass is god how do the rivers burn? and joy bitterness, i don't know. and i will reveal to you the secret of the grass that is sweeter in the world. no, trust me. after all, i lived with her for so many years. and i will reveal to you the secret of the grass that is sweeter in the world. trust me, i've lived with her for so many years. ah, the grass is bittersweet. you are love, my god dana, i will be with you. side by side, my grass is always silvering, that there are no gray places, everything has become whiskey, but we avo