Let the sun shine over the planet...

A bright star shines with power,

We will have a bright place in paradise!

God Jesus is the master of all,

Evil crucified for humanity...

Thank him people

Be a little holy too!

The barefoot girl was waiting for the knight,

The armor was looking for something that cleans to a shine ...

It can be seen that such Pallas is fate,

To meet a knight with love, to be honest!

Happiness, I believe, will give progress,

Dead people in science will be resurrected...

Any know sex will be available,

We will be in ecstasy - the speakers will not crack!

The girl laughed and shook her finger.

– Well, you're a scoundrel! You forgot that you are a child now. And you will be a child for another thousand years. You even have a head start on us. The old life doesn't count. You still have ten full centuries ahead of you, and I have fewer viscountesses!

Gulliver nodded with a smile:

– I sympathize with you!

The girl muttered:

– Let's say something genius on this topic!

Gulliver again began to pour out popular expressions;

If you want to become God, don't be a monkey in the habit of imitating the unclean!

If you don't want to work like an ox, you'll earn yourself a collar around your neck!

The Viscountess interrupted:

– That I got sick of listening to such philosophy and aphorisms! Better, sing something funny again!

The boy captain began to sing with some reluctance. There was no strength to compose, and he sang a folk song from the Russian rebel Stenka Razin. Well - what came to mind, then he sang:

As if on the Volga River, along the wide,

A sharp-nosed boat Sailed out, Like rowers on a boat, daring, Cossacks, young guys. the princess, And he looks at his mother on the Volga. As the formidable Stenka Razin said: "Oh, you are a goy, Volga, dear mother! dozed,

Kazakov endowed my good.

That we haven"t given you anything yet. "How menacing Stenka Razin jumped up here, He grabbed the Persian princess, Threw the red maiden into the waves, Bowed to her mother Volga.

Stenka Razin went

to Astrakhan-city to trade in goods. The voivode began to demand gifts. Stenka Razin brought crispy dungarees, crunchy dungarees - golden brocades. The voivode began to demand fur coats. , Stenka Razin, Give me your fur coat from your shoulder! fur coat, Yes, there would be no noise.

That it"s not a horse top, not people"s talk,

Not a trumpeter"s trumpet is heard from the field,

But the weather whistles, hums,

Whistle, hum, flood. You are a dashing robber, you are a rampant brawler, You get on your fast boats, Spread your linen sails, Escape across the blue sea.

. CHAPTER #2

A girl stamping her bare, small feet clapped her hands and chirped:

– How lovely! You are truly a miracle boy! And why would you want to be an adult?