from the feet of the krubim krug the rightfulness has passed away, long-standing clamping and even nighttime images hauled into the council the old-time magical basis of food close for the harvest of field spirits and niva from robbing the visits for the next menolith year, and fur spikelets, yes, and all sorts of pochastulki left on the field with the osmosis of ochering. well, it's just the hour to fly into the studio for direction, where the composer sergey sukhomlin is placed on the altar of eldership with all his might. and kanashenko's stitch is suffering. jesus of the clean field bytoj thank you very much once again every artist enjoyed greatly. e always. uh, can boast of something, there is some last one. well, or as some people like to say, an extreme song or some unusual song, if you have one, of course, there are, of course, all songs are different and there are favorite ones. so let's say, too , beloved, but secondary, so to speak, but i really like my last song. she hasn't been heard from yet. even myself, since she is still in work, it is on words by my sister oksana sprinchan