languages, who hath warned you
Your message swashbuckling?
How do you shalish, and how are you dear,
What an excess of feeling and strength,
What a riot of young!
Not, not Castalian water
You will sing his Kamen;
Pegasus other Ippokrenu
Hoof kicked in front of you.
She did not hladnoy pours moisture,
But foams Brewfest Braga;
she razymchiva, drunk,
How this noble beverage,
Merging of rum and wine,
Without admixture of water unfit,
In Trigorskoye thirst for free
Opened in our times.
