Who is the cutest person in the world?
Well, let’s say together children!Mom, Mom, mine!She’s the sweetest one for me.Poems
Weapons are growing-growing.
The earth is already calling for help.Honey, wait a little.Artem, Ivan, Seryozhka are shouting.We’re going to grow up soon,
We will all come to your aid.Let’s build peaceful factories,We will clear the steppes, mountains, and waters.We will plant beautiful forests,
We will send a rocketIt is not the first time we have beaten the enemy today,
So that his bloody trail is cold,To you, regiments and companies of the front,The active rear helps.As one for the Motherland we stood up,
There are no indifferent people between us,Every ton of steel producedWe strengthen the greatnessI’m looking forward to a possible meeting,
I’m drawing it in my mind.You, my love, only I live, And without you I just exist.The winter forest does not sleep, but slumbers,
The whole is shrouded in silver.Without leaving this earth,A lot of birds are left here.Wandering rain
There are clouds in the sky,And oh, the shore is quietThe river splashes.Having fun with a horse
Young plowmanGoes out into the field,Walks furrow.And above it all higher
The sun rises,The Lark songSings more cheerfully.The earth used to rear up here,
And now — granite slabs.There is not a single personal destiny here –All destinies are merged into one.And in the Eternal Flame, a tank that has flared up is visible,
Burning Russian huts,Burning Smolensk and the burning Reichstag,The burning heartYou are my air and my spring,
You are an angel that appeared in the darknessBut my fear has become a reality –Cold ice in your eyes.I live, sliding over the abyss,
It’s a pity, feelings cannot be canceled!Sings songs about it
Spring drops:They will be together foreverGagarin and April.Birds flutter there,
And bees fly,Nectar flowers,Their attract!Well done duck Quack –
He wants to be a yunnat!The little beaver Bryak became mean –He wants to be a pirate.Once the Quack swam far away,
I didn’t listen to my mom!Rubbing his hands with a bang,He pricked up his ears.Everything is floating duck Quack,
SuddenlyThe old tugboat moved away from the pier,
He pulled the barge to the far side.Ladoga gently rocked the kids,Hiding a big wave for a while.The girl, hugging the doll, dozed off.A black shadow ran across
I want to burn in passion and love,
To give you fun, beautifying the days of life.My soul coal, my sweetness,Live and love, don’t think about old age.The road calls them in the morning
To the grand parade.And thoughtfully from the thresholdGrandmothers look after them.At the post, trembling, she stood,
The blue eyes were frozen with fright.And pieces of whistling metalDeath and torment were sown around.Then he remembered how, saying goodbye in the summer,
He kissed his daughter.Maybe the father of this girlHe shot his own daughter.But then, in Berlin,
Funny songs
She sings,We are bored togetherIt never happens.I open it to her
Its all secrets.But I love momNot just for that.I love my mom,
I’ll tell you straight out,Well, just becauseShe’s my mom!My sweet, affectionate kitten,
You are my angel. I’m your little imp. Like you – no one will caress, Like you – no one warms.My wind of happiness and hope,
My devoted and most gentle. You burn with yourTo think: well, where much stronger?
How can you love more passionately?But with every hour the feeling is more bearable,He can’t be stopped!Let’s join hands,
You are my favorite person!And we will swear eternal happiness,And we will not part forever!