He invites
They eat and in a refectory sit.
And, mild, as all monakhiya, They are kind and beggars welcome.
One monakhiya, having met the poor, Brought it waters from a spring.
He invites him in a monastyriya Also treats very tasty.
The poor was delighted so excessively, That soon became a monakhiya and.
The teacher wrote on my leaflet: Templ, from the historical point of view everything is correct, but you do not maintain a poetic rhythm at all.
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