anna konstantinovna. maksimovna, for your health, for your fun, for the fact that you do things with your soul, for the fact that the people love you, everything. doctor, may you have light, may your sorrows pass away, thank you, thank you, well, i love you dirty, and have a bite, have a bite, who was your father? carpenter-cabinet maker, was a master, golden hands and kind, died long ago, for his bright life i remember that i raised such a daughter, nastenka, will you grow up? god grant that you too be like this, they will remember us with a kind word, well , let’s have another drink, i can’t, my head will be spinning, well, sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff, sniff, why is it so boring that we drink without singing? vadka, take her dear one, start her up, ah, come here, he sings this song well, this. but he takes his soul, there’s a big village on the way, where my boxman looked, he was killed quickly, potsіho. then don’t rot, tell me why you spoiled it, if your soul is unhappy, tell me why you spoiled it, sinc