Gorgeous city
Where cliffs attacked by sea swiftly,
And elder mountains are pouring
With gentle winds at every morning.
Infinite expanse of floral,
And song of slender cypress choral,
Will make your soul to take a rest
Until the sunset on the west.
Allow us show the best of Russian,
With no additional discussion
We host you as a guest of honor,
And serve up without a dollar
We ran the winter time Olympics,
And saw an athlete human limits,
So now we all adore sports
And spending time around the corts.
We able share without politics,
And also revere Jesus crucifix,
Let us become an all time friends,
And our togetherness never ends.
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Well, winds are secondary!
Как бы так...))
Впервые читаю о Сочи именно в такой подаче.
But ... there is beauty in this!
Евгений Заикин 23.08.2017 20:08 Заявить о нарушении