russia honored artist of the republic of belarus irina dorofeeva ensemble of the department of choreography of the belarusian state university culture and arts today we talk a lot about inspiration, but the question is important. but how to distinguish an inspiring song from a non-inspiring one, to be honest, i don’t know any inspiring songs, but i’m sure of one thing that inspires the theme of a musical composition that gives us a positive and feeling of happiness, a musical group, whose appearance on stage always causes violent emotions among the audience and just feelings are all simple, because these are the legendary syabry hurry up. you invite them to this stage and congratulate them on the anniversary of the national artist of belarus anatoly yermalenko. do not return home our word our song. i understand, i take socrates away. i will not go thirsty, i will not go with my belarus, who is the hall about until light? us not returned. ah , the syabry of my ship’s yasyabry discovered everything and went to endure the non-native, that they would release the share of the lake kakhani, and a

honored artist of the republic of belarus irina dorofeeva honored teams republic of belarus state academic dance ensemblemusic and song belye dews national academic folk choir of the republic of belarus named after gennady sidovich so on the stage honored artist of the republic of ingushetia honored artist of the russian federation people's artist of karachay-cherkessia grigory leps i have been reading for a long time. for a long time i do not trust only words, and i choose life for a long time. i know how much it was. i know my friends for sure, where the north is, ah, i immediately forgot everything. i am lifting hands. i want to surrender to you closer so beautifully appeared. i raise my hands, but suddenly our king does not light up, i want to become you. you made the wall so beautifully. i raise my hands, but suddenly it can remain just a handshake and unusual. you talk and your fireman put out. you are ready with me every day and every, if necessary, suddenly obedient. maybe at once so much in everything to forget king in anchor summer, a quiet world swam. you know just not to change, after all, yo