XXX: the wheat at the Aitishnik-sika is heavy. I met a girl here, all the work. He called home to know what, took wine, cheese, grapes and other nuts. The prelude, and after two years of abstinence, shakes me all. The girl turns out, takes the undrunken wine and pouches me out of the throat, with the words do not shake, everything will be fine, we will be happy!