palagna, where is my baby? on the titty, titty, approximately. the news is that the most pure virgin gave birth to a son in swaddling clothes. i came, there is no one, there is no one, sleep. sleep, this is how life went on, everyday life for work, holiday for divination: tomorrow is spring. saint george did not give them children. and the palag bewitched. a sorcerer, they said about him that he was like a god, they feared him, but they also needed him. i conjure you i conjure you to thunder the clouds i send you i send you and waters upon waters here with you here with you. no strength, no strength, no strength, i conjure you, go away, perish, perish, hey! what happened to you, yurchik, nothing, little tent, i turned away the storm, come, come to me. ai eu não vou. death of ivan. the drinking of the righteous departed soul of your servant ioann was saved, rest i preserve a blessed life, i have given you peace to your loving-kindness, lord, all your holy things rest in peace to the soul of your departed servant ioann, for the only one who loves m