the stella was decorated by prince vladimir vasilko. a soldier and a mother, the monument is crowned, as i already said, by a guardian angel. well, let's move on to the local egregor. the lucky boot promises everyone who tries it on an income unheard of in money matters. luck. there is an opinion that in such places, thanks to thoughts and emotions. for a huge number of people, a kind of mental condensation is born, and dreams really begin to come true. the street of the famous hoaxer, gogol, is a favorite place for both citizens and tourists. the original literary alley that is located here is a gift to the breshchin enterprise for the city’s birthday. some lanterns reflect the specifics of the activities of the maecenas company, others - the owner, don’t drive your horses, although no, another phrase is relevant in this place: what kind of russian doesn’t loves driving fast, after all, gogol street, once this street bore the name of the outstanding belarusian tadeusz kosciuszka. breshchina is also the birthplace of the brilliant poet

for the beauty of people, the warmth of my land, for the house to which i will always return, for vasilkofor the fact that we are rooted in friendship, for the fact that false flattery seems unnecessary to us in friendship, for the fact that we do not hide our eyes, for the fact that when we lose, we find for... that soul in heaven with word on earth freedom, thank you for being alive. for the fact that we save each other, for the fact that fate is at a breaking point, when we are in pain in a circle, for the fact that we lift up the saints, for the fact that we do not remember the bad, for the fact that we come to the cry and love to the same god, thank you all, dear, back, and the trail of evil will not go anywhere, thank you all, love is in the eyes, one for the whole world, from heart to heart, thank you for what we exist, for what we have chosen flags. for not betraying the news, in a mad prayer on the scaffold, for the fact that he gave roses to the children, for that they are natural to me too, for the fact that we have become family, we will no longer be strangers, thank you every

song in the spring, the cornflower sky, the crane fly, the cornflower distances, beyond nebakray, vasilko my home, it wraps me in tow, i fly on the wing, i sleep songs in the spring, the patchwork sky, the sand of juraulina, the cornflower distances. and the land of the sky, the fable caste, beloved cells, vasilki, vasilki, native land, it brings tow to me, i fly on the wing, i sleep a song, memory. no, wai is the great sky, crane, basilkovy dalі, zaneva edge, cornflower arkaska, beloved welts, cornflowers, and paradise vozelkovy sky, vosenkova cascara, cornflower dais, beloved svetki, vaselki, vaselki, well, in my place, it’s great, i already see people who know the words. half of the moon in my window gives me a meeting with you, but only in a dream, half of a dream. lives in my heart, halves, they used to be together, the first light fell, fell, fell, a white pine tree fell on my lips, the best thing that the sky gives me, i call your name. the first snow fell, fell, fell, how come we didn’t notice it , we were looking for happiness for a whole century, but never met each other, you do