a pity that the person misha is talking about now didn’t come, but it’s ok, nothing valeria sutton mikhail shufutinskyst of the melody of my life. listen to the song third of september and let this one speak, uh, modern youth. may this work bring joy to us for many, many more years. everything is good. see you again. everything, not everything is wrong, you are my friend. i am yours enemy. how is everything with you and me? it was accepted in love. we swore, but alas , the yellow leaf flew along the boulevards of moscow. day of farewell is the day when pots burn like bonfires, they burn. promises, where when i'm behind everything alone i turned the calendar over and again three september. september, but why, but why did we have to part because everything was serious with us. taro in september your daughter and my son everyone wants warmth and affection. we are in love, as we played a game in the cold with you, but he came with himself on the third of september, the day of farewell, the day when they burn. how fires burning? ah, the promise is the day when i am alone with everything, i turned the calen