vladimir koryzna and the smallest evidence of the most poisonous compositions of the yavara, kalina, you dreamed of meat, you won’t breed saddlery . i'm a brown radima. oh, make some noise, lyasy, green. i love you, white russia flourish, belarus he was very gentle and kind to his performers. they followed him anywhere in the workshops of the military unit there were many meetings then in various schools yuri vladimirovich was always surrounded by such attention and reciprocal love from his performers, such soloists and the belarusian city itself, and are you no longer me to tamara raevskaya kozlov or on shakunov, anatole padaisk , the repertoire of the people's artist of the ussr siatlana, danilyuk and theirs no less than the fifth channel, friends, of course, were from the creative intelligentsia, because a common topic for conversation for discussion, in general i thought it was so open, or solo, and i remember that my mother baked a cake all the time. i'm there all the time sour cream, a tear of the hair of this cake, while it was infused, there were friends of the poets. there w