anniversary of the liberation of the oryol land from the fascist invaders , a poem will be read and lyosha baibakovrgive us the city of arem, a rocket scattered in the sky , another star took off, victory, victory, victory, bread on the table with quinoa, the village was walking from sunrise and in the evening it became. she, so many people were gathering dust from the station towards her, the accordion sobbed towards her and died down, the sound cut off, the voice of one young woman met, what is bitterer than separation, what happiness after all, forgetting about the rye kolache, swing, swing, swing astride your father’s shoulder, ah, thank god, well done, it is necessary that the accordion does not cry today in honor of this joyful event , the baren will sound the same as 80 years ago, approximately your name, you’re from oryol and s what regions are there in oryol, zadigoshchensky district, well, oryol province, they call you a villager, you’re called nikita zaitsev , come on nikita nikita. it will be hot, what, where, when, summer series of games, final, watch after the program time, pechora vo