this, when she was already passing this ring on in the literature about this, as you just called sharmankatolstoy, maybe we’ll listen to the poem about reading it , of course, because sergei aleksanovich dedicated a poem to this plot, in fact, i immediately remembered this poem when you said the word sharmanka. yes, there is a link just to yes - yes, apparently it’s like that forever, by the age of thirty, you get more and more angry burnt ruts with life we ​​keep in touch. darling, i will soon turn 30, and the earth becomes dearer to me every day, that’s why my heart began to dream that i was burning with a pink fire, since i’m burning... i’m burning while burning and it’s not for nothing that flowers get stuck, i took out the ring from the parrot, a sign of that, that we should burn together, the gypsy put the ring on me, took it off my hand, i gave it to you, and now, when the barrel organ is sad, i can’t help but think, not slave, there’s a swampy feeling in my head, there’s exhaustion in my heart... and darkness, maybe you'll give it to someone else she gave you a laugh, maybe kissing

dedicated a poem to this plot, in fact, i immediately remembered this poem, when you said the word sharmanka there, yes, yes, apparently it’s been like this forever, by the age of thirty get over it. the ruts are becoming stronger and stronger, we keep in touch with life. darling, i will soon turn 30, and the earth becomes dearer to me every day, that’s why my heart began to dream that i was burning with pink fire, if i burn, then i burn, and it’s not for nothing that flowers get stuck, i took out the ring from the parrot. a sign that we will burn together. the gypsy woman put that ring on me, took it off my hand, i gave it to you, and now, when the barrel organ is sad, i can neither think nor work , a swampy feeling wanders in my head, there is drizzle and darkness in my heart, maybe for someone to another, you gave it with a laugh, maybe kissing until dawn , he questions you himself, like a funny, stupid poet, you brought him to sensual poems, well, well, this too will pass early, it’s only bitter to see the edge of life, for the first time once such a hooligan was deceived by a damned par

this ring to the literary museum, according to i also wrote poems about this, as you just called sharmankait, of course, because sergei alexandrovich is about this plot dedicated poem, and in fact, i immediately remembered this poem, when you said the word sharmanka, yes, there is a reference to just yes, yes, yes, apparently, it ’s been like this forever, for thirty years i’ve lost my temper, the ruts are getting stronger and stronger, with life we keep in touch. darling, i will soon turn 30, and the earth becomes dearer to me every day , that’s why my heart began to dream that i was burning with pink fire, if i burn, then i burn, burning, and it’s not for nothing that flowers get stuck, i took out the ring... then parrot, a sign that we would burn together, then the gypsy put the ring on me, taking it off my hand, i i gave it to you, and now, when the barrel organ is sad, i can’t help but think, not be shy , there’s a swampy feeling in my head, there’s frost and darkness in my heart, maybe you gave it to someone else with a laugh. maybe, kissing until dawn, he asks you himself, like a fu

donating this ring to the literary museum, i think he also wrote poems about it, as you just called sharmankabe we’ll listen to a poem about a parrot and read it, of course, because sergei aleksandrovich dedicated a poem to this plot, and in fact, i immediately remembered this poem, when you said the word sharmanka, yes, there is a link just to yes, yes, yes, apparently it’s been this way forever, by the age of thirty , having become more and more enraged, we keep in touch with life. darling, i will soon turn 30. and the earth becomes shallower for me every day, which is why my heart began to dream that i was burning with pink fire, if i burn, then i burn, burning, and it’s not for nothing that flowers get stuck, i took out the ring from the parrot, a sign that we would burn together, then the gypsy put the ring on me, took it off my hand, i gave it to you, and now, when the barrel organ is sad, i can neither think nor slave, in a swampy head is wandering, there is frost and darkness in the heart, maybe to someone else, you gave it away with a laugh, maybe kissing until dawn, he asks you hims

therefore, they launched the old sharmanka again, but in russia. this is a prison of nations, and theussian people themselves are slaves, we have heard this many times over the centuries, we have also heard that russia needs to be decolonized today, in fact, what do they need? in fact need to dismember and plunder russia? silai doesn't work, then you need to shine the turmoil. i want to emphasize that any outside interference or provocation is intended to provoke. we regard interethnic or interreligious conflicts as aggressive actions against our country, as an attempt to once again throw terrorism and extremism at russia as a tool to fight us. and we will react accordingly. we must remember the lessons of the 1917 revolution and the subsequent civil war, the collapse of the ussr in 1991. it would seem so many years passed, but people living now, of all nationalities, even those born in the 21st century, are still, even decades later, paying for the miscalculations made then , for indulging in separatist illusions and ambitions, for the weakness of the central government, for the poli

yes, we write the melody with numbers, tell me, and the song sharmanka is here, it shouldn’t be, likeikolaevna too , yes, i listened to many of your songs, i really like everything, thank you very much, the fact that these songs are only distributed in russia in china, we all love them very much, thank you very much for that, and you have a big family, yes, i have a very big family, mom, dad, we have three children in our family, that is, i have younger brother and younger sister, they too... will sing and we will all sing too , that is, you are the eldest in this whole company, i am the eldest, well, what other song do you know alexandra nikolaevna, i would also like to sing yours song hope in chinese, hope, play along , maestro, so, 3,一刻魔生心全善扇良,我们又要立家等成原行。又 要想个多少长战。机常跑到 亮地穿船等光, 我们这里西无明望。我们这里凌晨寒风, 在这位曾经历的路上。 其妙的地才吸引我们前往,是我的 we'll be back after advertising, friends, stay with us, don't switch. shine out of sight, give thunderclouds, grievances seem absurd, just learn to burn, you have to be calm and stubborn, so that sometimes you receive from life, joy, meager telegrams, hope, my com