at that time we sang the songs of matvey blanter katyusha vasily pavlovich solovyov the gray nightingalehat's it. lyrical song in my opinion, can express your attitude most capaciously? in this case, your native the land that we love very, very much. dryly yours semyanya kuznula hapila unsatisfactory expectations to make music, and greeted in belarus it’s easy to follow. the only report of our trip is the station baranovichi central historical place, from which a similar railway riot began in the country. this is the first secular residential stone building of the end of the 18th century. one has only to make a list of places that you want to visit and set off on a journey, the naturalist built more than just a house. he raised not even chekhov cherry but not ashamed of this word is a real paradise apple garden. landscapes full of thoughtfulness and sadness enchant even the most fastidious travelers. and if there is no such opportunity, the city of belarus is what you need, but for now the whole world in the photographs does not let the leaning tower of pisa fall. i will support finnish

at that time we sang the songs of matvey blanter katyusha vasily pavlovich solovyov sedov nightingalesany others. and that's it. lyrical song in my opinion, can express your attitude most capaciously? in this case, their native land, which we love very, very much. your ear and what more fluff to belarus yury semenyakuznua hapila is not stupid waiting to make music, so i said hello. in 1946 to 1956 the composer finished the concerto by the master. whether he himself later kept on the academic choral tiles of the belarusian ussr, he opened the mundane rykhora screen in 1956 and graduated from the belarusian conservatory in the classic composition of anatoly bakhorov. the academic choir of the bssr, yuri semyaneko , also wrote music before his walking songs, in the same place his sisters and their kohanya are worse. you were called. i am lilia lisenkova. they studied at the same time at the conservatory, but at different courses. and somewhere in the corridor, one of their mutual friends said, yura now. we will introduce you to a very beautiful woman, and my mother really was very beautif