wonderful Mama Mia tour!

What a blessing!!!

What bliss to walk around Europe,

But only, of course, with Ilya Raspopov.

He will tell, show and count everyone,

Like a bunch of chickens, Ilya takes care of us.

What a blessing to walk in Tuscany

And suddenly discover that the group is gone,

And what seemed good and beautiful

It becomes immediately alien and dangerous.

But there are familiar faces

And again ready to dissolve in beauty.

What is the bliss of their "dolce farmiende"

In Sorrento, Amalfi and other Palermo,

And how to learn to relax like this,

to live on volcanoes, to love and laugh.

What a blessing to swim in Capri,

Crawl up volcanoes and down again

We are not afraid of rain, nor wet feet,

Not very beautiful whorls-roads.

And wine is drunk here easily and pleasantly,

But we carry broths back and forth.

And the old mattress on the Aeolians says:

Lie down, calm down and in warm water

You better wash...

But it's too early to lie on the couch,

We still want to run again.

And, it seems, we learned everything about everything,

But somehow we were too late.

Italy is a fairy tale! And the world of perfection.

Thank you, Ilyusha, for these blessings.

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