I eat up the mess
on the dish completely.
Look, people,
how bravely I protest!

Though I hiccup, but I’ll become hard
like a Rescuer,
And was taken for this idea
to a detoxification centre.

There began to play the music for everybody,
And old and young accustomed to keep order -
Dance generally gymnastics,
But I - fell with momentum like lumberjacks:
Play tango - I dance squating.

A fish-day was declared - what are we sad about?
Whiting with butter into the throat - and we keep silence like fish.
Become cheerful: whiting salmon - fraternized,
There will come a bird-day - we shall fly,
We fall down - so spirits on the injury.