brashashchyn, the azers of the yak sky ўrannі, sto apropava gonkim lesa, pa zhlyatyutz zora, myyuts and svannnyai pnykayutsi paliabessi, nakralanschyna of the azers of charatsinami. woven smiling to the sun, you look from the sea, the bottom is gilded, the bottom of them is endless, the azers have accumulated, like not most years, so much so i want , whatever we know, mountains, seas , and the azerbaijanis have never forgotten you, my dear. patrus brouk. we will travel all over belarus using well-known paths and routes. we are glad to welcome you to our ivannitskaya land, and prymitsa, kali laska, at the sign of arable land, these are our signature ivannitskiy pachastunak. for the first time i see someone greeting you not with bread and salt, with brushwood, to show how unusually wonderful our country is, yeah, vezha, can you read belarusian, no, i can’t, come here, you’re my dear, this is history, you know, ola, i i can’t, but... they found drowned people in the river; in their faces they recognized the monks who married lyubomirsky, his daughter and kroer. discover belarus together with the be