There once lived an old man with an old lady.
My grandfather was throwing nets - erši, snoopers.
Maybe not rich, not rich.
But it was made of rust.

Here comes my grandfather with his catch.
“You hear, old lady,” she says, “what’s the matter?
I met a fish here, in a word...
By the way, what about the cork?" "As a whole...";

Thirty years have passed and three more years.
They all live together, and they are just as friendly.
"You... say if you need something."
And calm down, grandfather. No need for it."