Arist promised us a tragedy,
With all of pity in the theater yell,
Tears will flow like a river spectators.
We waited for the drama of gold.
And what? wait - and, nothing to say,
Dignity can not be abated weight,
Well, right, Arista managed to write
Prezhalkuyu piesu.

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