like a piss, and so dear we have become dear pallets, forest, far from the blue, meadows, borders, flowers, huts, goins, warynkas, tser kwa on the breast, father, in the winter evenings we were in the same mood, we read the heights, and i remember how i read the top, ugly stroller, and cry, well , they are so sentimental, well, i am like that, all of us. that same forest tells , as it is called, all this furnace , all this buddha, and this rotten oak grove, and this valik forest, and this chertsen, and everything is told, to whom this so-called, many stories are told about the rights of our dzyatsinstva, everyone zdarennya funny, all the same, all the geta got drunk, all the geta was caught. yašče adna admetnaya mastsina skrygalava - this old park. gathering that way, as it was too hot for the month the tsyaperashnyaga hid the land, the lands belonged to famous families. askerkam, and other great-grandfathers would be the rulers of that school, bergman and birman's school. so that i myself may have recently and our history, the park is full of planters and ends with a garden, in the shape of a regular quadrilateral, it consists of two