, oleg mityaev, of course, come on, you will gently hug the bend of the yellow guitar, the string wille the tight heights with a fragment of echo. the dome of the sky will sway, large and starry and snowy, how great it is that we have all gathered here today, the dome of the sky will sway , large and starry and snowy, how wonderful it is that we have all gathered here today, like a reflection from the sunset, a fire, are you sad, tramp, come on, smile, someone very close will quietly tell you how great it is that we all gathered here today, someone very close will quietly tell you how great it is that we are all here, today, gathered, yet with a sore throat, today we will remember those whose names are like wounds, baked on our hearts, with their dreams and with songs, we will fill every breath, how great it is that we have all gathered here today, with their dreams... with songs, we will fill every breath, how great it is that we have all gathered here today, how great, how great that there are such people on earth, and communicating with them is a great pleasure, the melody of life d