oh, lesya naoris has a shmat song of merry hot for everyone, these are songs of ginseng with such a fragrant, names of a pioneer, we give up more than one from kozlovsky’s three spelochki pion team. mikhailovna sukhak, a bunch of songs, i brought to my mind with a strong wardrobe trunk from the goat the heat of a carriage of new losses, or i went to marry the kozlovskaya lad from was in all this fun in 1960. nothing seryogana. mikhailovna and vladimir borisovich come true at once for fifty years to this song. they just kicked him out and rehearsed all night and she caressed him , calling my grandfather for her pershish, her beloved horse does not throw out the mixer, and he stands in the garden under the apple tree here peony mikhailovna and vladimir barysovich and sing from hemming from not give and mother. our village was called noy shooter, i had already left for a long time, the people of rozhany the village was there and i gave birth. oh, there was a song today, i don’t know if it’s like that, and here’s my dad’s song . tell me, i went to bed, i remembered it. the new farms were called