What? whether wine?
Lajon, I am waiting for him for a long time.
Do you know what kind of?
I have one law:
Thirst for total freedom
And tolerance of all wines.
Cellar my friendly
Glad Madeira gold
And a stopper tarred
St. Pere bottle long.
In the summer my red,
In summer youth insane,
poetic Ai
I liked the foam noisy,
Sim semblance of love!
I remembered the poet
And napenenny? wineglass
I did everything in the world,
dear brother, preferred.
Now there is no addiction in me -
Indiscriminately at the table?,
Other reasonable lust,
I go around wines -
I love everything Little by little -
Often I move the cup,
I drink frequently - but thank God
Seldom, rarely lie down drunk.
