One evening in the evening in the evening, the Wife and husband as it was nothing to do They sat at the table, warmed each other's eyes warm Pie to cook, they began running the Chorus. Beans were boiled, kidney bean white white white Mistral then cooled, and the breaks looked into the distance

"Let the mushrooms and onions cut finely, let them! You're burning cute just not allowed!", - said the wife. "I will be searing them, you know"!

"We now fun, fun, fun Oh, come on, honey, snub nose hung? I cut the sausage, you save difficulties, Well, I want tomorrow, I myself will make garbage?!"

Chorus. The salted peanuts we in a mortar pestle pestle pestle pounded

Now take the blender and all the products we'll pay for it! "Let the paste get spicy, let them! you oversalt but don't let! To follow strictly I will, I can see everything from above, you know!"

Husband is a brave man was, was a dashing, brave had a Wife, a friend he had a curly, They had a pate, had lived together for many years And our songs last verse of the Chorus. It's time to eat, pate tasty tasty tasty friends! You should not laugh, not a poet, but I))) Let the husband and wife cooking together, let them! Prepare the pate and family quarrels are not allowed! Beans plus "pudding" - the pate is great, and you know!!!