connection with all our beloved land, the gomel region, and we kindly ask you from the musical vantrouk of palessid with this connection we will become our companions carb, neglyubski towel. the bright yes began to play, it was warm mokutala, the summer will be hot, oh, love is confused, it deserves its head! and the sun will follow, nestling in the chest, like a bird, what is ahead? so don't twirl around i am the head sleeper, and you are the envious legit, in the wake of the sun, i am with you in the chest, under the free bird, what is there ahead, it is not a shaking of the people, it is not the head that is spinning, but the sleeper, but you fly for the spring, we are friends, but our own, this ahead, deliberately not the little one is turning my head, but the blond one, and you hover, fly in the wake of the sun, silently, thoughtfully swaying hands, weavers, a thread diving at... the white berezhonka, soon the dawn of the red queen, say something. i’ll say a word in advance, to whom my dear friend, he’s here. verra nasha faith is old. faith of our saints tsar, faith is eternal, faith is glori