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!
We will soar above the heavens,
We will raise the roof to the very space ...
A mighty cherub hovers above us,
Such a great word - Elfiya!
No bloody tear will fall
And the Elf does not trample on the heel of the infidels ...
Our holy dream will come true
Get up off the couch guys!
Endless space stormy simple,
Such a beautiful word - Elfia,
We will pass an evil verdict on the Wehrmacht,
Let's make our country happy!
May our Fatherland bloom,
Like a berry-colored bush in the Garden of Eden...
We will dash the enemy,
The boy will receive a reward from God!
I don"t believe what will happen with the victory of Orkshism,
Walking along Elfskva raking rollers...
May holy elfinism rule in Elfia,
The girls are running, so flickering with their feet!
Do not cry girlfriends that husbands have fallen,
