i often visit mine and show maxim bogdanovich, because it is not surprising that these are people. at they thought about bogdanovich shmat consecrated to the hour, by firing his image about the sculptures at a time are presented in the literary museum of maxim bogdanovich, here we can swim maxim in their economy and this body. boy e often say hello so that u of a person is some kind of one template one in the image, and here we are the youngest, that both the father and the son shmat, thought they also had the image of maxim bogdanovich, uh, developed at the same time with uh. you are unknown to that certain emotion yakoen. they did it themselves. maxim bogdanovich loved his homeland and enlightened her with a piece of vershok, so i and the creative tandem of the father and the son of a lion and sergey gumilyov ocean - this is the very thing in my work showed love for my homeland and eight to this proximity i joked on your field fiery hermits from kolya are accompanying and without showing any dabbat, that, probably, maxim bogdanovich’s outburst is god’s riddle, i would have lived a

this is maxim bogdanovich zorko venus, bonds walked over the earth, bright riddles brought ilona withwhere far away in the sky, and here’s the cool slavic bazaar, you can even touch it, however, with their permission, of course, but if you haven’t met someone on the street, then you ’re welcome, it’s an area of ​​stars. there is a whole dream of constellations , new names appear every year. and i have a question, what will happen to ilona if you combine the stars of heaven and the stars of earth, it will be the first film in the world filmed in space, by the way, one of the participants in this film is the legendary oleg novitsky , a native of the belarusian worm, our cosmonaut. there should be applause here and you know the first woman in the world is not an astronaut, a noctris, she broke through into unimaginable cosmic distances, this is a real challenge, and now there is a song dedicated to her challenge. how can we find peace and trembling all within us so easily. and will you be my heart? strength lord i am different. world hallelujah you will hear yours and ksenia derzhneva, r

do you remember colitis from under the stool with me vigilantly venus ascended, you will read maxim bogdanovichla, please let's drop the camelas. i am a belarusian man white lulus hair my native kut yak you are dear to me. forget you not my strength more than once tired of the road to live. with the life of the nose of spring, my love for the top, i fly into the mind and there they hem it with my soul. there is a narrowed heart, dear, your bright face i i will carry my voice for a wound, daharaya in the evening in the west. obvyazkova, chatter dance music start our folk dance dance well done handles serve and flooded. here, here. i'm all legs, sleep my gosh kayuchi, and i and the young girls will isolate the hare's seams. who am i man? go tell me who i am. everyone leads who i am, this is a collected belarusian wife. send manechka to veliky's house for the ship's settings. what's on the road - it's good. and fear is a grand, belarusian tradition. a chance walks and a pit of such a day as they lived without a saint, i walk all relatives, a peg of sunset, slavic here is my repentance for pressure