june in vashkivtsi. yes, and on june 22 , the war began, and on that day my father was transporting myme in a cart, well, my mother was holding the baby in the cart, sitting, and the little ones were already flying over, and he also tells what the german pilot saw, and he, and he, therefore, did something there, above the cart, where my mother was lucky, that is, he is something like that. it was not for nothing that he and peredjanov got along, because all these stories are half hoaxes, half truth, and he said that it was my second birthday, because he told us that he did not shoot, he only flew, flew around, flew around, flew around, went around, yes, circled and flew, why did ivan say that phrase, so that not a single bastard from the film studio would attend my funeral. why he said that, she, he said i don't need no speeches, yeah, i don't need over my, over my grave, i don't need reports and that really, as you said, i don't need such a thing, and on that day it was raining terribly, the sky was crying for ivan, and you sang then, the trio of golden sticks, no, you, you only sang,