Thunder rumbles, Lightning flashes in the night, And on the hill there is a madman and shouts: "I'm going to catch you in a bag, And you will sparkle in it I so want you to become mine!". Then the guy rushes to the forest, Then to the field, then to the stream, He strives to catch everything Lightning! All rural people, I went out to look at it, Like a madman running and freaking out on a hill. He is evidently in a quarrel with his head, Apparently, he is his own enemy, It is necessary to invent such a thing - in a fool! Then the guy rushes to the forest, Then to the field, then to the stream, He strives to catch everything Lightning! In the morning on a rural road, The night hero walked slowly, All shaggy and gray, And he was smiling... | Anything