Вас! ) и вам) перевод стиха на язык: the clouds are gray, gloomy, rain is not far off. autumn. bare ground fog zavoloka. that is my only weapon of satiety, the only weapon to keep warm, sporting, strigunka catches in the steppe strigunok. no grass, no tulips. and everywhere was quiet sonorous hubbub of children, young guys laughing. and the trees, like the poor old men, standing bare, bereft of their leaves. the skin of a bull, a sheep in a tub tan. repairing old coats and quilted robe. moloduha patch leaky tent, and the old woman for weeks suchat thread. shoals stretched south cranes. caravans of camels passed under them, and in the villages - gloom and silence. laughter is a funny game remained away: winds, becoming colder, chill hurts and old people and children. dogs catch hungry mice field is not found, as it did, scraps, bones, wind raises dust - over the steppe black. autumn, damp. but it has opened, - bad habits - can not kindle the fire. our yurts are now uncomfortably dark.
My last holiday was the birthday of my close friend. his name is Nick. He is 15. He dreams to be a pilot. to tell the truth i like planes too. But i'm afraid a little. There a lot of crashes now. Stop. I would to speak about Nick's birthday. It was a good day. We came in the paintball club and had a great time. Nick's mom has cooked sweet pie. She is nice. And she looks wonderfull despite she is 40. Nick told that he is going to take exams in 2 years and really want his dream will come true. I support him. He is a good friend, honest person and he will be a very brave pilot.
hi I not sorry please
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