We will cut with his swords,
I am a knight devoted to the Motherland and the lady!
Let the mighty dignity be
To reach Orklin's borders!
We will become worthy of the exploits of the fathers,
After all, our army is invincible in battles!
When we come and realize the dream
Holy cause - the cause of communism!
I'll let the girl down the aisle,
Posterity banner: honor, altruism!
That's how bravely and with feeling the warrior boy Gulliver sang. And the girls that walked with them clapped their hands. And some even jumped and spanked in the jump when hit with bare feet. Which was extremely cool and on a grand scale.
Gulliver asked his partner:
- Did I sing well?
She answered cheerfully:
- Nightingale on your background passes! However, if, for example, a bull roars, especially when it is roasted alive, then it will be even more cool and large-scale!
Gulliver sang:
We are not just hamsters
And horned bulls!
We gore all cows
And we will tear the wolves apart at once!
. CHAPTER #2
This is how the army moved on. A huge butterfly flew across the sky, which could even be mistaken for a dragon due to the presence of three heads.
And her wings sparkled with all the colors of the spring rainbow. Yes, it was a charming babe.
Gulliver sang with delight:
The wings of a butterfly
Were so good...
I lost my peace
And he said from the heart!
The Viscountess chirped with a smile:
- Stop making noise and arguing,
A house like this or not like this...
We should at least build a barn,
From what is at hand!
And the eternal children will take it and laugh, baring their very beautiful and large teeth beyond their age.
Gulliver asked the Viscountess:
"Why are we even going camping?" We only grind and sing all sorts of nonsense!
There are already girls, and there were thousands of them barefoot and tanned, and they are all so beautiful, seductive and muscular. And if I take it and sing it, it turns out very delicious;
The king rules over us faithfully,
Issuing decrees, judging servants...
The throne does not tolerate fuss and barking,
And not a method to subdue fright!
But here the song of the bare-footed beauties was abruptly interrupted. Ahead appeared, a whole horde of numerous, smelly and fanged orcs. And they roared, brandished clubs.
The girls, however, were not embarrassed and began to hastily reorganize into battle formation.
And Gulliver took it and sang, stamping his bare, childish feet;
I am the falcon of peace and war
Born under the brightest star...
Faithful sons of the homeland -
Love - great, real!
We will create a beautiful world
In which happiness will be now ...
Let the Cherub Sun shine
Holy, exalted Elf!
We will achieve our dreams
It will not be more beautiful in the universe!
Raise the sword boy and you
Let happiness be your place!
And beauty in the universe
It's time to shine for my great Fatherland!
Though the girl runs barefoot
We will soon live believe under communism!
The majesty of the beauty of high mountains,
And golden steppes with a fragrant carpet!
We will sweep the litter out of the universe
Believe your will not regret life!
And everything will be fine in the world,
After all, elfinism will triumph everywhere!
Who is in the hands of a chisel in the heart,
Who loves a machine gun and bullets!
What we do will be forever
Let's build cities, joking on Mars!
Britain's power is terribly great -
We will say hello to the people of the world !
The blood that pours is for sowing,
To which the seeds of love grow!
Let it be good in the sublunar to everyone,
If you weren't just a parrot knight!