sitting there and saying, why have you come, she won’t receive you, so i knocked and said: lyudmila georgievnast became completely different , we were in perfect order all day, we were happy, she walked in such high spirits, yes, she was a person, to say the least, strict, no, she loved herself, i think yes, i understood who she was for the country, i think, yes, but when it comes out, you know, when there was a concert in the columned hall... yura kvilenov announced, she said: “i’m going on stage, yura, get ready.” and that means he says, yes, yes, yes, i’m always ready, ludmi, everything works out. on stage, people's artist and so on, he listed everything. song, a girl grows in volgograd, she turns like this, a birch tree grows in volgograd. live. comes out from the green and says: that’s it, tomorrow i won’t work on television. selanti waved his wand and it began to sing. this divine. she is, of course, a most powerful person, and there are no others like her. and it won't. i am eternally grateful to her for her school, that she treated me like this. i’m a cossack, and you have to be tough

songs are also in the repertoire, well , let’s see the 1963 performance on the blue light, lyudmila georgievnacow, if you know how dear i am, in the yarsky evening, and also? i want to say that i brought you greetings from uyar, my entire community at the cultural center gathered me and gave you bottles, camelina oil, what do you think camelina oil is, for some reason everyone thinks so, in fact in our there is a plant called camelina that grows in the area, and from the seeds they make this oil, by the way, it’s very healthy, full of vitamins, it’s for men, nadya, it’s useful for both men and girls, so that the skin is beautiful. the old new year is deciphered in my stupid dictionary: fir-trees-sticks, this is the state of fir-trees for the old new year, no, still standing, still standing, fir-trees, but i must say that not a single light was complete without a gypsy song, friends, yes, that’s why what gypsy songs were popular among the soviet audience, let's listen and see, nikolai, can i ask you to sing black eyes? black eyes, passionate, burning and beautiful eyes! they could light a fire