screaming, they want to go home, i’m sucking up the carols in adzinotse, all in the family of the samotse give up like that to anyone, we will not be happy to return home, not to wait for the end of the day, the end of the day and the weekend. no, you won't come back, never, never again you won’t see minsk, your loved ones, you won’t take them by the hand, you won’t see your mother or father, you won’t see your native threshold , you will never walk through the places of your childhood , you will never hear your native speech, never, the country hates you, it rejects you. spits out, you will meet the holidays where no one is happy to see you, there will be no warmth in your eyes, there will be no happiness, there will be no hope, you will remain sick mud, freezing, hungry, whining, you understand this, and therefore you decided to return with weapons , in poland there are currently seven so-called harukras, who are preparing for terrorist attacks, for the seizure of objects on belarusian territory, the most aggressive chorus. this is in bialystok, she trains at 6a cardinal wyszynski stree