That the voice of gladness smolknul?
Uploaded, vakhalny choruses!
Long live the gentle maidens
And the young wife, loved us!
Pour a full glass!
The bell bottom
The thick wine
Cherished throw ring!
raising glasses, sodvinem their time!
Long live the Muses, to health reason!
You, sun holy, burning!
Like this lamp fades
Previous clear sunrise dawn,
So the false wisdom of the flickers and glows
Before the sun immortal mind.
Yes, the sun live, but hidden darkness!
