bo yana guessed how the adpan was evil, attacked from... a circle, how they took the egg, the guides this is how we steal our hearts, then there we forget the paklanіtstsa, on the bathtub pry gazhunyam, berazhnіtsam, what comes out apaўnochy tsemnyh wad, just z narayvodzyats. zіhatіtsіtsya, flowing through the eyes of creativity, the gastsinnaya minshchyna, the succulent meats of the dzivosnye, the creations of the flamboyant ones, but not out of vain and from nyanatsku our song was heard, hell the richest saved. respirason verrasperada. aster, aster, prosseli, yes, country, yes, flowing through the glory sirs, the laws of heaven are eternal. the images of their memory, the light of the light, the palette and you, the chalavech, the truth of the past, the precious, the perasas peradaska. this day is for us, the saints and the rulers and the saints of all, in the words of the holy mother of god and in the thought of the great century on our father's land , countless people have lived. at the ancient pasture of the gushchars and bread and salt, the whole earth of mutton was flying and