I ask myself who i am, what force brought me out of my moscow apartment, forced me to cross my native threshold and threw me across continents, cities, capitals, warriors, conspiracies, rebellions, revolutions, plunged me into many adventures, into many dangerous adventures. What moved me, who i was, who i became, why all my life i was with my state, with my army, with my people, sharing with it its great misfortunes, its fall, its resurrection, its delightful insight, why i remained its integral, unshakable part, which made me tireless in my pursuit of the statement. A swarm of wolves pits where history falls, to dig, and then describe, i am a catcher of history, i take out this history that has fallen into a pit, taking it out, i place it in my frames, together with history i myself fall into these wolf pits and i extract myself from these wolves yam and i put myself in my novels, i capture the story. And even if they are not written, they are covered with darkness , and are given to
I ask myself who i am, what force brought me out of my moscow apartment, forced me to cross my native threshold and threw me across continents, cities, capitals, warriors, conspiracies, rebellions, revolutions, plunged me into many adventures, into many dangerous adventures. What moved me, who i was, who i became, why all my life i was with my state, with my army, with my people, sharing with it its great misfortunes, its fall, its resurrection, its delightful insight, why i remained its integral, unshakable part, which made me tireless in my pursuit of the statement. A swarm of wolves pits where history falls, to dig, and then describe, i am a catcher of history, i take out this history that has fallen into a pit, taking it out, i place it in my frames, together with history i myself fall into these wolf pits and i extract myself from these wolves yam and i put myself in my novels, i capture the story. And even if they are not written, they are covered with darkness , and are given to
I ask myself who i am, what force brought me out of my moscow apartment, forced me to cross my native threshold and threw me across continents, cities, capitals, warriors, conspiracies, rebellions, revolutions, plunged me into many adventures, into many dangerous adventures. What moved me, who i was, who i became, why all my life i was with my state, with my army, with my people, sharing with it its great misfortunes, its fall, its resurrection, its delightful insight, why i remained its integral, unshakable part, which made me tireless in my pursuit of the statement. A swarm of wolves pits where history falls, to dig, and then describe, i am a catcher of history, i take out this history that has fallen into a pit, taking it out, i place it in my frames, together with history i myself fall into these wolf pits and i extract myself from these wolves yam and i put myself in my novels, i capture the story. And even if they are not written, they are covered with darkness , and are given to
The end of the match 87 minutes in krasnodar meteor has few moments and chances, the fans are upset and everything seems to be clear. Everything, obviously. Im afraid that im afraid that there is no chance anymore. No table came out loud bolik on the very sideline. I dont really understand what he is trying to do. It is my understanding that he resounds throughout the stadium. Decision from the coach, because usually other people have ideas from me mentors well, this is how stoleshnikov reacts to this unusual but no. Here is a pass such a goal by zuev, i can explain it, compare the score against moscow spartak mercilessly , yes, these are emotions. Its lucky. Completely white here are my friends, this is cooler than bavaria manchester just now this is moscow this is such a win, 32. Wow, wow, what was that . It was the dogi scores. I want one more time survive this match 3 2 500, but this is still. But this is not the end, friends. This is not the end, the last added minute of spartak i
Rassijas. Our sacred power, beloved russia, our country, and gods will, great glory is your heritage in everything, words are all the same. Auger verbally, asks the people for the union of uspekova, my pavita, pestilence, noble, saved. Namma saboi, adhozhny creature of the palarnaga region, i will spread from ours without a prayer, adnoly here, adnoly packing, country, i am glad to god. Peoples modros, our country, we are proud of you, a wide vision for dreams and for life, the future opens to us, we give our all. It is true to mean that as it was, so it is, and so it will always be, glory to all the patience, our settlement, the union of the gods right by the people. The new year comes with a new year, with new happiness, time rushes us forward, the old year is no longer in power, let everything around sing and smiles on faces, because thats what the new year is for, to have fun, the new year is coming. With the new year, happy new year, happy new year , happy new year, happy new year