Gulliver replied with a smile:

– In the body of a boy, I feel better than ever! And I have a very fighting and positive mood!

And the boy-captain, as if slapping his bare, small, freshly tanned legs.

Then he sang:

First grader, first grader

You have a holiday today...

The hour is beautiful and cheerful,

First meeting with the school!

And Gulliver winked his white-toothed smile. In those days, if God forbid you had a toothache, it would have been such a torment! And it"s wonderful here, you are forever a child and literally one hundred percent happy - oh, oh, oh!

This is really funny. You see yourself as a boy more and more.

And there were some very good times. That's how Gulliver was in the kingdom of sorcerers who could even summon the souls of the dead. Then even dying became fearless - it means that there are other souls, and life continues after death.

That's how great this is.

The boy continued to slap his bare feet along the path and sang, baring his childish teeth;

Hello mother! For the umpteenth time I try to write to you. And now you are in front of me and as if all the problems go away.

The moon floats across the sky, silence on the street,

And only mother does not sleep in the house.

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.

And if someone ever stops loving us,

That tears will wipe, understand - only mom.

And if we ever go on a long journey,

Then only mother will be waiting for us.

And if we ever go on a long journey,

Then only mother will be waiting for us.

How are we doing? Yes, it all sort of fell apart. Anka died, and the Stewards divorced. Yes, everything is in a turmoil. Mother! Why are you silent?

The moon floats across the sky, silence on the street,

And only mother does not sleep in the house.

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.