It came pale, sad and sad.
Judge for yourself - ghosts dragging through the centuries.
Dance with him, please, even without music,
Remind him that the ghost - he's still a man.
What is not intimidating, wailing and poltergeystvovat,
And together stand in position and "One, two, three - go!"
Mobility is a long time incorporeal to be used,
To dance in the middle of the night Mazurka and foxtrot!
