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Ah, the holiday, the Day of the student,
Which many glorified,
Yes, he will not find an opponent
And it will be all year round he primarily.
After all, our future somewhere
Lying where our Hope
And we, the students, know it
And our knowledge - a failure!
Alas ... But so easily once
Call spaces failures
That all our thirst
It fills important knowledge.
And all this without spurs, by God,
Why backup for gusts
After all, we want harmonious, up
Pass all courses so beautiful,
To the venerable master with a smile
I put five slightly impressively,
And we have escaped the knowledge unsteady,
Left Calvary important.
And smile for the press
Blinded naive girls.
For each future metressy
Legend writing alive.
About how muscular chest
We obscured dent in Poznan
About how image and smile
We change our schedule.
Slightly ... From debt to freedom ...
Which is one of the student,
Which of adversity
We promised retribution.
Who drowned in beer,
Helms-forgotten bread,
Who listened to the field,
Manila prosvetlevshim sky.
Where to fly - have luck!
After all, happiness is seen only from above
Not in detail, and in volume.
It is easy to forget all the bad weather,
When you see our house
Record book - full of fives,
Glass - better than the student's record-book
The girlfriend, whose hair is long,
A fuller bust than the same vodka.
And yet ... Why else will ...
And lust student's record-book
Will bring "to nothing" all distances.
Before putting unsteady art.
So we all want -
So sweet to pass "five" all the senses,
Once we, the students, know!
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