all sins let go but you are like an angel, white israel we knocked on the door and i opened it. on the golden moon, dreams are burning out, when pauline the poohthly for the time of the year and so many feelings do not come off in me that i can explode in your eyes dreams, the sky threw the church from the chest, your spring love. warmed my autumn, and i don’t know how i’m ready to live with you. i am free again, as if minus 20 years at once. we drink while gently. and you leave us with blood. lord, do not break off in me to live so much, that i can explode. the time of the year and i come off so many feelings in me that i can explode. the news target agency continues information broadcasting at the studio olga kalalian. good morning. today in uzbekistan, the main day of the summit of the shanghai cooperation organization, on the eve of samarkand, world leaders from 14 states arrived in the summit. you are our president. belarus plans to become a full member.