Все снег да снег, — терпи и точка....

All snow and snow - be patient and point.
Rather, it’s right, the rain has passed
And a bitter poplar bud
Friends flavored a modest table.

A drow would dribble
I chopped dill for soup,
Glasses - with a roar of vocals,
Latin stunned.

Stupid used to move on the back of the head, -
We were deaf at that time, but
Opened up like a bottle
Moldy window

And the din burst b: "Rain sent
To hell with Makar calves
I didn’t drive ... "And the sun in oil
Asphalt used to fill the salad.

And jump over the thunder, over the four
Elijah the Prophet, under the stream -
My calf’s raptures
Your veal tenderness.