And at night, she will quietly open the door for you,
Believe that no one else, only mom.
So this time, nothing happened with my letter. Mom, but I will definitely write, definitely. I'm sorry.
And at night, she will quietly open the door for you,
Believe that no one else, only mom.
And at night, she will quietly open the door for you,
Believe that no one else, only mom.
The girl giggled and remarked:
- Yes, such things ... You thought about your mother. We don't have a mom or a dad?
Gulliver was surprised:
- Wow! And how is that? How are you born?
The Viscountess replied with a smile:
- A stork brings children to people. And we have a fabulous dragon. Only people have a fairy tale about a stork only an invention for small children, but we have a real dragon. Because we are also mortals, and we need to replenish our population from time to time.
The boy captain remarked:
- A thousand years of life is still so little! Especially if you are always full of strength and energy!
The girl nodded in agreement.
- Let it fly by in the blink of an eye! You won't have time to look back! Although on the other hand, most likely you will be sold to the quarry, and there time goes very slowly!
Gulliver took and sang:
- About the fact that labor is torment,
Winter and spring...
Just one exception -
When you are with Satan!
The Viscountess frowned.
- You're such a zealous Christian. And now I remember about Satan! Where is your faith!
Gulliver honestly answered:
- Of course I believe in God,
And I love Christ with all my heart...
We got a loss
But it does have a door!
The girl angrily stamped her bare little foot and squeaked:
- Let's sing something philosopher!
Gulliver picked up and sang again;
Hear the thunder rolls
Wild howl curse, cry and moan,
It's payback time
Fight Armageddon, fight Armageddon!
The viscountess angrily stamped her small, bare foot and bellowed:
- I don't like these songs!
The boy captain chuckled.
- How do you not like it? Then sing it yourself, if my music doesn't suit you!
The viscountess bared her teeth and growled:
- I'll take it and sing!
And the girl took it and sang with great enthusiasm, her teeth are white, which are like ivory;
And we are dashing elfimolka girls,
We love to fight for the glory of the Fatherland...
We have a fighting, barefoot element,
And we believe, we will build palaces of elfinism!
Our Elfia is not more beautiful than the country,
In it, the sun of the peoples, consider the whole world ...
And let the horde of Satan attack
We'll do something cooler than Shakespeare!
You love our Motherland for centuries,
What in construction sites grew our history ...
From the greatest and most magnificent wreaths,
They used to cook Spartan porridge!
Do not dump our Fatherland for scrap,
Which is proud, just holy...
When we swore by the double-headed eagle,
And now the hammer and sickle is dear to us!