Anna German was a Polish and Russian-language singer of a Russian-German family.She was born in Urgench, a city with a population of 22,000 in northwestern Uzbekistan in Central Asia, then Uzbek Soviet Socialist Republic, Soviet Union.She has two kids, an ex-husband, and is pregnant again. She also has a monotonous job and hires babysitters for the children.
Second, a Ukrainian man can’t financially provide for a family, that’s why he begins to drink.
Women from Ukraine look for a dependable and faithful husband who will get it made for her and for children. For this it is enough to earn an average salary, pay for dwelling and keep a family.
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In 1946 her mother (who had married Herman Gerner, a Ludowe Wojsko Polskie soldier) was able to take the family to Silesia, first Nowa Ruda and then Wrocław in 1949.
Anna quickly learned Polish and several other languages and grew up hiding her family heritage.
Anna Wiktoria German (February 14, 1936 – August 25, 1982) was a Polish singer, immensely popular in Poland and in the Soviet Union in the 1960s-1970s.
She released over a dozen music albums with songs in Polish, as well as several albums with Russian repertoire.
People here are open to impromptu adventures; they easily change from work overalls straight into an evening gown or entrust their destiny to a shaman, if only for an hour.
The plots and characters in the seven novellas evoke memories of the delicate style of Leningrad cinema and the times when the old logo of Lenfilm Studios — the Bronze Horseman — ensured the viewer that what was about to unfold on the silver screen would bring a thought-provoking and ultimately human experience. Director: Natalia Kudryashova Screenplay: Rafat Samigullin, Natalia Kudryashova Cinematographer: Eduard Moshkovich Starring: Polina Kutepova, Gerald Auger An ordinary day in the life of a Petersburg tour guide: a smile, the text memorized by rote years ago, and the bus-tour route, with scenic spots coming up on schedule. It seems that the life of tour-guide Marina has been reduced to a chain of days, each a carbon copy of the other, gray as the asphalt of Nevsky Prospekt.
Alone in wintertime, with its slippery sidewalks, crowded buses, and horrifying stray dogs.