On Saturday we had an argument with my husband, who does not happen. Sunday with bitterness in heart went into the kitchen to cook, the husband came to help me, in the beginning, Burch and gritting his teeth, telling him what to do. But gradually thawed my heart, and in a bad mood changed for good, I would say even excellent. So peeled potatoes, chopped onion and mushrooms back into our family peace and quiet. Well, what should we be sad about it If next to your shoulder, If you close your eyes, Well, what should we be sad then? You naughty snow Scattered silvery fur, You stand a maiden And the maiden silent. You naughty snow Scattered silvery fur, You stand a maiden And the maiden silent. I spring going to find you And the snow maiden will melt. Do not worry and do not be sad, If I'm to blame, sorry. You naughty snow Scattered silvery fur, You stand a maiden And the maiden silent. And they say that the way to a man's heart is through his stomach. Maybe it's women, too. For the contest you just need