What are the traditions and songs of the Kalinkovichi district? Find out in the tenth issue of the project "Galasy Vyosak"

When the rain falls, the rain falls on the tree

Kalinkavichchyna for the Bolshasci Asatsyiruets with the voskai of Yuravichy, ze Znahodzizza adna for the most diligent stayanaks of pershabytnaga Chalavek on the territory and Belarus. Here, Kalya Padzha Idavika, our kramanyontsy baited piles of castras for 26 thousand gado там tamu. Ale velich gataga is not the edge of the Vymaraiets infernal excavations and diligent murami wasga ezuitskaga kalegium. Yana zhivye i tykh, that dagetul nadzhay on the golay there is a whole chambered cough i come out of plows on the daroga, the cab throw out the rain. You've got to put a wachera on the Dzyads. There's a tree on the jelly tree, a kab atrimats for my ransom, I've got a ringing candle, a jumping kalaskami and a kalinai. Gatya's sounds are not frozen in museums. Yana zhivuts at the huts, on padworks, at the songs, you know, like a guchatz so, I hummed a hundred gado там tamu. We have come to Kalinkawitskaya rayon, kab pachuchuchuts of the first porridge. The ensemble "Akhtsyuki Gaspadyni" falls to the KiraInitstvas of Iryna Marar. Alena Baravik, Valyancina Varabey, Marusya Lyshchanka, Lubo За Zaitsawa, Galina Shamianok i Hanna Butzenka have a warehouse. Here, I'll bet you're on the floor, I'll bet you're on the floor.

Ajin is the most important Zen in Listapadze - Dzyada. The sanctuary of the sanctuary is the sanctuary of the sanctuary of the sanctuary of the sanctuary, the sanctuary of the sanctuary of the sanctuary. Haloеnai on het steel - eve: roofed bread, tsukar i svyangtsona wada. Let's get a load of skis on the Kolkasz pamerlae.

The sky is full of light, the sky is full of light. I'm listening to the little ones. I've had my day off. Weacher's paws are spatz. I don't like the table. Yong, come on, come on.

I'm the king of the kingdom. The last of the service - on the graves, and relatives. And then the vartajuzza father and Sadziazza at the table.

- Other villages, Kali Pakoinika vyazuts, perad I'm an icon of nasuts. We have a squirrel, we have a squirrel. - Young Spacon Wyako? Yak was not a king, so the janchins of the old Gats of the ryots kept shabe at home. Kali Pamre Chalavek, a man of Abaviazkova ijo ti hutu, take the rye, pimple at the hut pakoinik i put the kut.

The shavings of the dosha, the slaves of the string, slept. I've been sleeping with my squirrels, my squirrels, my squirrels.

- I've been sleeping for a while. They were so cute, they were so cute, they were so cute.

Kali roared around the moguls, the relatives of the peacocks were hand-knit, bread I vyshtsy on the brahma, the kab wasted paabedats. The Gats put bread on the commin. And then 40 Zen Yago Addawali chewed. The sky is dry and the sky is dry. No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. The serpents of the serpents of the serpents of the serpents of the serpents of the serpents of the serpents of the serpents of the serpents of the serpents of the serpents. I'll go back three times, the cab will throw out the rain. I think I can smell the sky. Gats exalt dagetul, I'm a karistayuz. The slew of the sleeve of the slew of the sleeves, the slew of the sleeves, and the slew of the sleeves. Song them crazy.

*** "The horses were stomped on the pomoszi, Pryecheli, Manechka, oh your gozi." "Keep your mouth shut, Mommy, by the chamber, and you've got your head shut, and you've got yours." “Did I say, ‘I’m a cyabe,’ ‘May I’m a donkey,’ I guess, ‘I’m a cyabe’?’” "I'm a cyabe, mama, I don't make a fuss, because you give me a married man, Maladau." Buy me a little squirrel, meadow. Meadow girl o o budze kukavatsi, Budze kukavatsi. Budze, Maladuyu, Oi Rana Pabuzhdatsya, Bo is a stranger's mother is not pabudzitsa, Tolki will go out to Vulitsa oi da pasujitsi, Yes y pasujitsi: Lyaning, sanliyuyu oi foreign jitsia.

The Cottons were coming for a ransom. It is a small sleeve, and a small sleeve. And then the schodor pays.

*** Our tree of barava At the bora rasla - noise *, On steel became - withered. This is our tree, this is our tree. Our matchmakers are not good, we make a pile of pennies, buy a sabe of soap, wash a pile of snout, Kab of johnka loved, kab of jetzi of jeznali. For our Christmas tree, a hundred rubles. Nashiga matchmaker and haroshia hut, och jago pubalien, Chestsy igo plowed.

Abrad is a matchmaker. The Yanas were going to Malada. They took the candles, stood on the ganka and abrogated imi. The candles were ringing. I've been squashed. I found the gata candles i maladykh - a sign that two generations were angry i adzin.

The squirrels were squirming, and the squirrels were squirming, and the squirrels were squirming. The first gata was imaginative, Bo i Vyalikikh Aitsyuki, a man called Kalaskami, and Zhanchyn - Kalinkami.

Pimples, matchmakers, mints. I'm a ciabe, I'm a mint. I Yes, yes, yes, the head of the house and couples, the world around the world was in the world, Matchmakers with matchmakers trembled, Yes, in a fierce marrow, On a sleepy steam.

- Let's give you a little shit!

There's a twig behind the steel, and I don't sweat it. I'm paishlo. Gotzi peraglyadauzza, janchins smihayuzza hustki, men sturhayutsi adzin adnago pad table. And the Malads are zbyantejans, you do not know, where the eyes are. I'll fuck with you. Gata yak? A pig is a fat pig, a caravan is a fat caravan. And here's this, I'm this, I'm this, I'm this bull.

The next day, we knew. And he said, "Wow, Tabe Tseschcha Padaryla: Svinnu, the bull is a caravan!" Adzin sused prydze, the hand of the pacisne, and the ledz of the strimlivaets. My friends on the streets of Sustrane: “What is your gazpadakka?” Did the pig die

I was so excited, that the great padarunak gavaryli yashche doga. It's just the hand of the makhne and the hand of the smiat. You've got it! AGRAGARADOK SVYACH ABARANILI TAKED HIS SOME TZEN YOSTs at Zalatus — 28 zhniyya, Uspennai of God Mazera. Gata Zen's got a slew of sage icons, and you've got a slew of pakalenni, you've got us here. Prayer to the Quran: Praskoya Zakharenka, Lyudmila Borsuk, Mary Kavalchuk and Paglina Dzecina.

- At the Dachaenna hour of the violin-icon was known i Vasilevitsky tsar Mikalay-sacred. In the holy skin of the year the peshsha (12 kilometres) was born at the vesku, the yard of the dermis was poured on the dermis, and the back of the tsarva was smoldered by the tsarva, - Uspaminae of Pahlin Fedarana.

Svyacha was abyaregam, yaki perahoji. from the hats . hut. Razam yo perahojila i ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta ta.

- Gaspadary da Gataga is holy to the zagadzya: chysya padworki, pimping at the huts, chakayutsya gazzei - caja surazmoyets. Gozzi's going down the road. I'm sorry. I'm sorry. It's time for the peranos. The kings of the kingdom, the kings of the kingdom, the kings of the kingdom. Shut down the Arganiso Waezza Shesze. I've got a lot of roommates, but I've got a lot of roommates.

Oh, God's mattress, did you go to Darogai? I'm throwing away Ceraz the world, and I'm sobbing, Svaigo the son of a shukayuchy, and I'm sowing the angel's trench. “Three angels are holy trees, qi not chuli, qi na na bachyli the son of maigo, the god of svaigo?” We do not say, “We do not do it, we do not do it, we do not do it.” God’s desires were tormented, the cross broke its handles, the sire’s nails were forgotten, the Kroч holy pralivali. * The designated Radki Piazza are two.

- At the hour, pacula swyacha, you need to sleepy, swim over Zalatukhai, the skins of the Imknetz three times the padlezzi fell to the icon, perad getym paklashash pennies and icons - Pratsyagvae salchanka. - Lichyzza, that's why we're tying the knitted abyaregs. I'm going to make a new gazpadoro at home. Gaspadary (tago at home, ze stala svyach, i novaga) abmenvayuztsa loaves-sallu. I'll make a new home. The new house of the Chitaets Maleben, Asvyachaets - the doors of the Vada.

Kali nasutsi iconu-svyatsu, sleeping meaty old songs.

Let the people live, but the infidel, Do not believe the Lord's Prayer to God*, May the pavers byazumnam tsmok*, May they give tribute to Velma waliku*, Yes to the skin of zen pa chalaveku*, Yes to the gazin on the small jiatsina*, Yes to the charga da samago krila, Oi, the rabbit, the glosh of the Cossack, Hots ijiku himself, and not to the samuyu-dashyu, come to the zamu. * The designated Radki Piazza are two.

- It's time for the Vaina, the Germans were abducting the Nashaga Rayona, the Zhanchyns of the Gatai, the Holy One. The Germans did not burn down. They only burn the hell out of the house, said Palin Fedarana.

For the magistrate of the year, paculus snitsya zaitsya at the hatse, the gata zata Robiztsa little tsarva. It's a sacred place. We've got a slug in Zalathusa's mouth. I think Brali's menavit has fallen asleep.

You're the one who's got a name for Brael. I'm putting up a gaspadark. The house has been squashed, and the house has been squashed. Yana pamerla, pakinusha yago adnago г with a hot beet. Douga haji муж man pasah i balotah, shukayuchechi mesa, jo could pachatsho wetchatka. I know the high months of the Bagna. There's a pastawi hut. That's how I saw Zalatukh's wax.

You're the one who's the one who's the one who's the one who jumps. You know, I'm a squirrel, I'm a squirrel. Yana Pakahali, no one adnago schir, do your best, you know how to kahatsi only malady. Ale batska is not a hatse , a cottage with a farm worker was known. They're old enough to grow up. Zakapa Ala vartannina at the earliest month did not abdulge. The hell of separation has dried up, and the bats'ka padabra is gone. Patelny's hell is not an adydze! Zalathusa smells of fish in the autumn, smoke from the stove and stravami, you know, gatavali is only useful here.

“Mummy cooked fungus kvasok”, – jumper Lyudmila Borsuk. - On the brine of cabbage abo agures roamed the mugs (white ч a large hour, a pimple of celya) and burrowed paronki. And then the squirrels came out. Mama's got a lot to do with that, plus every bat of kvasoki.

There is no such thing as an adjective, adjective, adjective. And they dried big for the winter!

- And I'm a machanka from the canaplyanaga of the seed, - Dadaei Palin Dzecina. - Takli canapla seed and poached blanami. And the studs are yaki and vinegrat! Borschy, cereal. On the holy days of the Yana Taxama. The squirrels on the squirrels were i, egg, foamed х bowls at the oven.

- Dad in the morning Sadzizza, you are on the church of potatoes and tada печ ovens, and on the Skavarodotsy so healthy pancakes - crucified Lyudmila Borsuk. - Enjoying the stack. Killed the boar, roasted fresh, this pile of shit on the table - dip... Paka ain't no kurazza, hell ain't no atoyze!

He was a great man, a great man, a great man, and a great man.

- Without a song, it did not die. – Praskoya Zakharenka. - The tads rang on the skin lats, the vecharams and the vecharams hummed the songs, the table was cheerful.

*** 1. I'm a mazi, oh-oh-oh. Mene mazi naradzi, two baroques in the air. I'm walking, I'm walking, I'm walking. 2. Two curtains, oh, oh. Two garrods, hella melon Radzila. 3. Oh, I'm going to padavaci, I'm going to padavaci. Oh, my God, I don't know what Cossacks are. 4. Pakul luji tsenu clad, and gypsies clad melon. 5. Oh, gypsies, good luji, Home for Gata Budze. Splash the sleeping man paste the leather verse. **Appointed Radki pagataraytsi three.

Zalatushsky elephant ♦ Guraki - hamars.

♦ Suppression is papata.

♦ Kumlata - pakoi.

Syrakvasha is a prastakvasha.

Porazza is a dagladac.

Pulaniats are curaniats.

Hehra is a campaign, a non-Kalki people. AGRAGARADOK CREED OUTSIDE WITH THE Bulbian spabornitsva Klajia Andreyen Abibok Sustrakai us Pa-Gaspadarsk. Yana remembers the hour, Kali Zhytse Syrodze was trembling on the ground, on the praetsy, and on the simple one, the slaves jumped from the tago, that was falling by the hand.

Asnogna pradukt for the villager аse watches - bulba - tell the Surazmoghets behind the steel. - Hell tago, yaki rajai sabare gaspadar, it's a place of life. There was no spaborniztva, it was pearls skapae. I'm just trying to get my hands on the hook. Bo's been out, that's why he's a rusty gazpadara.

They went out into the field, the hell of a small man. The first field was braned, nadihodzi час hour Dakopin - holy, on the bare skin boasting of your urajai.

So holy ь Syrodze - Paraskimka, the fee of St. Paraskeva, like an administrator of 10 snow. I've been squandering my skin, I've been squandering my day. Soaps, numbs, gatawali, chakali. I was a sanctuary, and I was a sanctuary, and I was a sanctuary.

Brâlala dav lyon drabnieki. Yana took and chose, Tonki Golas fell. There's Vasil hay hair, Thinki golas peranositsi. He said, “I’m not going to go to the yard, I’m not going to go to the yard.” “I will not thwart Dava Brazi, Yana Mee Charavatsi.” She enchanted the son of Maygo, enchanted the husband of Svaigo. “I’m not afraid of magic, I’m not afraid.” The designated Radki sleep doubles.

He didn't chase modai, but he looked like a jumper. I've been a Gat, so I knew how to do it.

- Were the mojo shunyon, - uspamnae Klajia Andreen. - And what about the natural wax? Slave for konskaya gnaws. We have a sanctuary in our hearts, and we have a sanctuary. Pakul abedali, syastra kazha: "Let's Abashynag kan we call saba on shynyon." And the geth of the treb was doga velmi varitsa, jana was chick. And then I went to the club.

Tsikawa was a pachuci ad surazmoyets i pra tagachanny makeup:

- It's a great Spartacus pencil, I think we've squinted, you know? We were soaping, we were dripping wadzichki and we were getting a pencil. Yeon's in the middle of nowhere. My mother said, “You have made up your eyebrows, you have made up your hair.”.

The squirrels of the squirrels of the Spartacus. And the squirrels worked for the tago, which broke into a piece of chi on drecks.

- I mean, the whole thing's a mess. They are the slaves, and they are the slaves.

Kladzia Andreeедna ед Maladian Urosce got married and moved ед vertigo wax. It's not like he's so far away. Ale for the vyakovagaga zhytsya Gata was a meat, behind the boy's eye, with a pile of movai and sounds.

- Pobach, Praz 5 kilometres, Gulevichi's wax, where I got married. There's a mule. Syrodze did not say “soap”, “kabula”, “fat”, “mamo”. The sanctuary of the sanctuary is the sanctuary of the sanctuary. “L” Amal did not snatch – it was “L”: fingers, crumpled.

*** The blue bird is a block, don't see the bottom of the sea. I got married in a distant land, and withered, like grass. Vydzi, mother, shepherd Rana-ran at dawn: Aren't you the one who's crying? I'm not crying, Mommy, I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying, I'm crying.

- Song, the yaks had schmatko, matsi did not like. So I said, "I don't like this song - jana dogaya, yak vyarok," - Usmihaets gazpadynya. Yak told matzi... Ghatov's daughter of the pope - Kali Shtosti is tattered.

♦ They're too small.

♦ No seraga, no belaga, no varta.

That's the end of our vandro.ka pa Kalinkavichyna. We did not know what to do, but we did not know what to do, and we did not know what to do, but what to do about it. The Pratsyagwaets' Galasy Vosak project. And we chuck your request ш, bo Belarus is sluggish - i galasoш, Vartykh tago, kab ih patchuli, yashche shmat!

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