Putin'S Luck With Nicholas Ii-10 - Рыбаченко Олег Павлович - Страница 3

  The bolt here opened by itself ...

  Adam entered and he sees -

  Such a painted miracle...

  Naked maiden behind the hillock,

  A tert of porcelain is a golden dish.

  But how good is

  Adam the boy couldn't resist!

  And kiss her mouth

  Sweeter than honey!

  She answered him -

  Bodies in a stormy ecstasy merged ...

  No, do not curse Satan -

  Guys appeared in sin!

  God drove them out of paradise, but...

  The planet became their home.

  Though people have one sun,

  But the offspring became thousands !

  Yes, it was very hard

  Floods, droughts and winters.

  But the mind is a powerful oar,

  Man has become a strong creature!

  How can an angel fly

  How do demon mountains destroy relief!

  Create a road, where the path is -

  Reach any point on land.

  And you need space space -

  We will also be able to conquer.

  So our sin is not a sentence,

  No, don't talk pop nonsense!

  Do not be sin - there is no progress,

  Thoughts generate movement!

  One answer to the sermon:

  We do not need someone else's paradise!

  The terminator boy sang and began to work more cheerfully. There is quite a bit left. And other children are working. Still, the Russian people are amazing. For example, the most ordinary boys, and not immortal ones, are capable of working barefoot and bare-chested in the January frost of Chukotka, which is amazing.

  And bare, children's feet leave graceful, beautiful footprints in the snow. Here the girls work in the same tunics, and also without shoes.

  And surprisingly, at least one sneezed!

  Oleg Rybachenko smiles and sings with enthusiasm, baring his childish, but strong and sharp teeth like a wolf cub:

  My pedestal is great not made by hands;

  Even if the path is trodden with blood!

  The people of Russia are powerful, rebellious;

  Here is the power of the Russian Reich tore to shreds!

  The knights faithfully served the fatherland,

  Wins opened an endless account!

  All for the sake of mother holy Russia,

  That the shaft from the underworld will blow!

  What can a Russian warrior be afraid of?

  What will make him shiver in embarrassment!?

  We are not embarrassed by the flame of the color of gloss,

  There is only one answer - you do not touch my Russia !

  And with whom else did we fight victoriously,

  Who was defeated by a military hand?

  Napoleon is beaten in the abyss of the hopeless:

  Mamai is in hell with Satan!

  We defeated the rati of the Commonwealth ;

  They quickly recaptured Port Arthur!

  They fought wildly with the Ottoman Empire;

  And even Friedrich blew off the battle of Russia!

  No one can defeat us, you know, can not;

  Hellish hordes have no chance of revenge!