elena maksimova if only we hadn't seen it live. burn. i admire this number of your gracefulness, to be honest, i have no words. i can't say anything because i'm sitting like this. i think i'm alone and, of course, len, i give you an ace. sergey trofimov indeed, it's just a break and this one is falling into the gypsy style of singing. just for me revelation guys. you will soon need to rename the israeli rand gypsy jazz composite ensemble. i'm warming up. yes, of course, ace, of course, excellent. alexander vasilyevich is an amazing romance, of course. uh, yulia kim when i wrote a poem, which i touch branches on the night bushes . i go out alone on the road, and in this poem there are quatrains. you are the soul, my clubfoot there, in general, the floor of a poem about dogs. and these are four lines from the dog's face. you see, from an unfortunate dog that must run away from an evil owner who mocks her, but they took these four lines, then attributed something and made a novel out of him, everyone thinks that he is some kind of anc