Manechka


Our story is quite serious
Born in one farm
Like a rose blossom Manechka
No matter how you look - very beautiful
Ali lips, blue eyes
Spit Russes, well, in short, Manechka

Manu often rewarded
The guys all over it suffered
Old men after her, shouting: "Manya!"
See all the special talent
Let him going to school
Agriculturist began to Manechka

Well, come on, the farm is not poor
The chairman's Victory
The Institute in the capital goes Manechka
Send gifts to her home
Gently write: "We are waiting for a diploma.
Come agronomist, Manya. "

Write, write - no answer
They're coming, Manyu looking somewhere
Tracked. "Is it you, Manya?"
No eyebrows disappeared braids
In fig knocked down millet color
Rot yellow apricot. Manya!

She says seriously to them:
"I'm sorry, eh, you do not know
I am now a completely different Manechka.
I want to live in the family I