, and the second e, the author of the words nochka, lugovaya night the ensemble flies, st.ersburg on the stage of the country of talents. a month hid behind a grove they sleep, the river banks are good. to the bone meadows it 's only my fault that the lost ring is waiting in the palm of your hand to smell next, dear. but it's not my fault that the ring is lost, that the palms smell, the chamomile is hooked on me. search i will leave them as a keepsake from my beloved druzhka in the sky your time will flare up behind him, my lord, it’s time to disperse. let the girlfriends do not scold any guilt. there is no, too early the dawn lights up in arcs and there is little to fly. wow, night, the drilling force is lean and mom hear that it’s not bold. oh, you power, kaluga, hay time the ensemble flies to st. petersburg. you know , i rarely hear nadezhda georgievna screaming right away at the moment of applause. bravo is rare, because i lyoshenka just sang this song from beginning to end, since you can’t take a microphone and voice it, then i just i was sitting here drinking, but fed

don't let the water point out my other people start. forward we begin you, my god, my not putin or lugovaya you are young your people are young to me hallelujah my young. a real incendiary action was demonstrated. what does throwing scarves mean when a girl, for example, gives a handkerchief to her man or when she simply throws him at him. this is flirting this coquetry is called flirting with a handkerchief, but she gets enough and the interaction begins. this, that is, used to be instead of a phone number. yes, approximately, yes, and this is when ditties, and then i throw a handkerchief. sing. you are now, and the handkerchiefs were somehow signed before. do you think marina village is there? dubovka fourth house? left? yes, no, no, but how to look for word of mouth has never let anyone down. but i wanted to ask the guys. i look at the lakes of russia about russia go away in a bright call, ask you don't ask me there is no sweeter land for me with a russian name, when i look at the rivers of russia in his detachments. i'll zablyu you rossiya light hall. i don’t know, happiness is more boy