listen, marta, good friend, my heart is devoted to dona marti, once again convinced of the greatest nobilityttingly offended your grief. oh, sir, i don’t blame you for anything, i don’t blame you, tell me, captain, i’ll order her, let’s rely on time, which dulls the sorbies, martha, martha, ah, martha, i’m so vain and self-loving in comparison with you so, i’m not worth your little finger, what are you, sister, yes, our family enemy is dear to me, i almost forgot my brother, and you, although your marriage with the captain promises shine in society, and mountains of gold, and what’s more important, to tell the truth, yours. saves from the decline of the barren within the walls of the monastery, well, that’s what right-wing fool, again you’re chatting about age in vain, well, that’s enough, don’t think badly about me, and so i blame myself a hundred times, because there was a nightly commotion in which our unfortunate brother died, because of me, that’s because of someone right? and in the church, oh, what a loving gaze philip fixed, it chilled my skin that he was a wicked man. don’t you dare

listen, marta, good friend , dona marti is devoted at heart, once again i am convinced of the greatest, sir, i don’t blame you for anything. i don’t blame you, tell me, captain, i’ll order her, let’s trust in time, dulling grief, martha, martha, oh, martha, it’s so vain with you, so selfish, i’m not worth your little finger, what are you doing, sister, yes, our family enemy is dear to me, i almost forgot my brother, and you, although your marriage with the captain promises brilliance in society and mountains of gold, and more importantly, to tell the truth, your beauty saves you from the barren sunset within the walls monastery? well, what a right-wing fool, again i’m chatting about age in vain, come on , don’t think badly of me, and so i blame myself a hundred times, because the nightly commotion arose, in which our unfortunate brother died, because of me, that’s how - for whom, in the church? oh, what a loving look philip directed at moros’s skin, what? oh, wicked man, don’t you dare, such a sorrowful day, what does it look like, forgive me, sister, oh, i’m in captivity of passions,

there are many cities in the world, there are many women on earth, and why did you really stick to dona marti, was, swam away and goodbye, what did you say, oh blasphemy, i should refuse march, neglect her love, trample her trust . don’t get excited for anything, don’t i tell you? where are you going to the bullfight, please? i’m ready to look, but from the window or from the platform , you amaze me, simply, the platform is for women, old people, the sight of the enemy is sweet for bravery, and we are not women, not cowards, but let’s just let our panties down, so that i go to hell, joker, well, a coward or a joker, only brother where the bull is, you won’t get me, but you’re a daredevil, you’re afraid of the bull, you’re not used to it, well, turn around, lucia, look, handsome what is ours? do you like this kind of entertainment? yes, i spent whole days watching bullfights. tverdar, my friend, my hand, i hope to prove to you soon, when i allow it, then i... byska, thank you, the honor is great, the parutchik is good, and dear ines, well, to be a second bride in the house, but how philippa? i