yashche shmat gadu... when i was driving to the side of my relatives baranavichay, the side of minsk,hey were in front of your pine bars. on the hills of navagrodchyna, before i jumped to pinsk and chanted, as if pinsk and myself, all the same to your character, and to your adnosin, and to the people i have been serving for more than 40 years, and i have given birth to the fathers of palessia, as abіstae zhytstsyo folded here, what do i have here, what am i, my little lady, and what am i able... these jumping lands, show tourists, tourists, write my right books, i can’t fight the hell of the pinsk hell. and union, our beloved, forever our belarus, our beloved, matsi, robima, forever live belarus. friendship of the people, strength of the people, ours is for the poor.