vyachaslav garshkov and vital linek.our dreams, in your green samples, in forgotten stitches, you come to me and don’t need to carry me, i hope, because you’ve already been given to kill me. v mojim rirado čer v noru rodu ne šukaj već jo rami ti u mene i tvoja vroda to je pure voda to je buistava ciniji. i've been in trouble for some evenings, you're the only one in me, you're the only one in me, if you choose your city, then i'm clean. well, that's a good idea. belarus has always been an old nation for all nationalities who live on our native land. hail to all who have passed on our land and this month to your homes, meetings will be here, pleasant and good. byvaytse are healthy. you are healthy, you live richly, and we adore our father and hut, we will begin to live by the green oak grove, and your kindness will never be forgotten, and we will begin to live in the green oak grove... small thing, gospadzi, tsatsya, you will not have roofs yashche, and on the other hand, when the kali plows on the waters, it won’t give y