, he couldn’t come today sergey efimov , colonel sergey efimov, went to mom and dad low bow to parents for such a son. please tell the story of your friendship. in the fifteenth year we met in moscow at the project for our heroes. and somehow we had such an easy acquaintance. and the farther, the more through the social network we found each other. i began to read his works. and they inspired me so much that now i read his poems. i just madly want to take the instrument immediately to the ice to perform, and the bulk of the songs based on his poems were born just like that, he sent me a poem. i take, without having fully learned the text and turning on another phone , i simply write it down in ice. here i read what is written and immediately write down some kind of fraternal such a divine connection. i think it's here. one blood is just somehow so their own, right? it's time to hear the song chat us fire from all sides after the explosion, the explosion is getting closer and denser than the masks, some kind of ringing from wild screams is boiling in the ears, eyes are eating wi