Кристина Рой - Работник 1 - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

'' Once, when the old Ondrachik especially needed working hands and did not know where to find them, a young guy came unexpectedly, unexpectedly.

It was Sunday evening, at the very height of the harvest. The Odrachik sat in his garden in front of the house and, putting his head in his arms, thought. Suddenly a dog got in the courtyard, and a young, healthy, purely dressed guy appeared before the surprised owner. The young man greeted respectfully and said that he went to ask if he had a business ...

In the new employee, ondrachik liked everything, only one name seemed strange: his name was Methodius Ruzansky. Suppose, the Apostle of the Slavs, who once lived in Niru and here preached the word of God, was also called Methodius, but the peasants did not give such a name to their sons, especially Catholics. However, a person gets used to everything, the inhabitants of the village to the name Methodius are also used to. He kept himself separately, but in the village they came to the general conclusion that Ondrachik found a good worker.

That the guy was a good employee, this was the ONDRACHIA himself and himself no worse than others. The guy did not drink, and therefore he did not have a riot or a fight with the guys in the village. He did not smoke-there was no need to be afraid that because of him the barn burned. In the week he worked from early morning to late at night, and on a holiday rested for a book. You can’t hear a swearing or rude word from him: he is always in a good mood. If Dorka, the owner of the owner, will begin to quarrel at the table during food, and his father will scold her, the guy was always inferior to her and was not angry. "