And a cheerful place - Berendeevo kingdom. There is a glorious city of Bastard on the river Bastard, colloquially - Bastard-on-Bastard, to which, they say, in those years the red sun fell, and whether it burned all indecent bastards, then it is unknown... Rooks swim here from Varangians to Greeks and from Greeks to Varangians along the river Vychla... The clear falcon Dokuk shines here with a red Molodetskaya, and out of love, she is ready for him even in Java, even in Nav, the berry is ripe - hawthorn Shalava Neputyatichna... The secret cunning Kudyka is doing the deeds here - a jack of all trades. And the blue sun rolls across the sky, clear, from the catapult, the sireche threw from the launched. Oh, it will roll!..