BELARUSTV July 4, 2024
The belarusian coats were flying in the winter , they were famous all over the world, and when all hell broke loose, the coats were scattered in the snow, they were crumpled. Or trampled, as if the bowler were soft, babylike , like a snapshot. Sleep, little son, little boy, little boy, above the wall. One hell of a night, close the month. The winds and veils are blowing, you forget and do not sound, may the yankee sky. We will show you one day in the life of specialists. My father dreamed, of course, that i would be a musician, i was somehow noticed, probably appointed chief physician. Tv chan...