simply nowhere to put it up, the komsomol members are the elephants and the gifts of the planet yak yong to their bad show alleys, the raminescence to go to van gogh we spread to the ninth linden. it's not a must to watch this week a faded concert , a co-proud cat, opera and ballet dancers are lining up a surprise to buy a ticket, ryzhik's successor nobody except the director, not knowing the program and quiet operation. which musicians will show up, only the foreign moskvina , especially for the promenade, whipped up a hint of etar , it will begin the sky, big snowy stars. how it's great that we're all here today. for example, i play the guitar. but this was my past , what i was doing before the bolshoi theater of belarus, and when i sang songs on the guitar, bard songs, romances, i could never imagine that i would someday stand on the stage of the opera and sing. and hmm big parts of opera performances, and i will have a guitar just like remembrance as a hobby such sometimes for friends somewhere at the table to sing a pleasant song, and less than passed. well, the solution will pour t