|
«
 |
»
|
Skansen of Strochycy
2006.11.19
From ancient times we've been husbandmen in our land here,
Here we sow our furrows, pasture our flocks and herds
Here in spring with hope greet the migrating birds,
With hope in autumn wave off their departing bands, here
By Yanka Kupala, the Belarusian poet
15 minutes from Minsk and you are already in the traditional world
Here we sow our furrows, pasture our flocks and herds
Here in spring with hope greet the migrating birds,
With hope in autumn wave off their departing bands, here
By Yanka Kupala, the Belarusian poet
15 minutes from Minsk and you are already in the traditional world
3
Comments
 |
you travel a lot i guess!! great snaps
suprit6313 · 2006-11-18: 13:02
|
|
|
I loved 18;p realy nice ;]
majkel1500100900 · 2006-11-19: 04:11
|
 |
Thank you, boys and girls!
openbelarus · 2006-11-19: 13:47
|
|
«
|
»
|