there, in the first frames, the hero of pankratav chornaga scyopik, scyapan, is lethal. you to look at your office. dear public. lives with the fisherman, with ryza, and once again coincides with the belarusian philharmonic society, sings the songs of the people in the world in different languages, and of course, i have asked, so to speak, with a red heart posters, program colors, and displays in belarus ... less talenavits, no less adorans, and our artists behind mitsulya’s back so, well, kindly, of course, they parried, yana gavarili, because there is no need to be so modest, because he doesn’t step up to goldzi, ale mitsul, geta she had such a nature, she went to meetings with value, didn’t look at her talent, so this entire tour began in november 1964, here in ukraine, and ended in may... all after the concert, when they had a philharmonic, all the musicians fled to their families to celebrate the new year, but gary goldie, since he was visiting , he was left alone, and eduard leonardovich thought that it was probably indecent to leave a person for the new year, and

mikhail scyapan, mikalay uladzimir work hard in the hands of the rifle, and proceed with firm steps.nemies hell manalitna severe chatsverki hellish heels pyatro. iago’s image is full of coldness, lyrical and cranial character. the eldest sons are stern and tired of moving forward, and the little ones, peter , are looking at their mother, and so they look at their mother, and from the above mentioned times, they are losing their lives and... keep such a look in your hearts, don’t wash it out, it’s an aziraetz and throw aposhni looks on your native mother, on... gifts on the village of zhodzin, where he is right in his new dzyatsiniya, and well, what do you want to say: matsi, we'll be back abavyazkova, we'll be back, matulya, s peramogai. after all, the yans have returned, just a few decades ago, and have returned immortalized in bronze. following my sons , the partisan holidays went and matsi, washed the hedgehog, and washed it. i tried, napeina, matchyna sertsa believed that there was no way to help my sons, but the war was painless and the day of victory anastasia kubryanava was a