Khnew and the water

Khnew:
Where are, where are
You hurrying up, Water?

Water:
To the left
There's an arbour round the corner
Young lady is sitting there
Her hair is black net
That embraced the gentle body
Swallow flied to her bridge of the nose
The lady stood up and went to the garden
She's going to the gates.

Khnew:
Where?

Water:
Round the corner
Young lady Katya steps down the herbage
with her round heels
There're knapweed and shiny moon hills
At her front page
And she got pheels.

Khnew:
What?

Water:
I've spoke it in waterish.

Khnew:
There's someone approaching to us!

Water:
Where?

Khnew:
There, on grass.

Water:
It's Fomka the rural fishman
His daughter has drown into me
He's going to beat me with rock
Don't you mind we change this plan
And have a recent news talk?

The Fishman:
I'm alone
Branches lean from me
Stark hands can't lift some needles
When I look to the sea
My eyes flow over with tears
I'm sitting into the boat
But it drowns down
I jumped over at the bank
The bank is shaking
I climb to the furnace
Where my grandads lived
But the furnace crumbles
Hey, dear fishmen,
What I got to do?
(He noticed Khnew)
Isn't it Khnew?

Khnew:
Yes, I am.
And here is my fiance Nikander

Nikander:
I love your daughter much, I swear
And ask you to help me interfere
To her virginity
I am from Butyrlinsk's region
I used some girls to rape and pigeon
And play at giveaway
And for you, my friend of wet,
I'll present you a steel dip-net
And corky floats. What you can say?

The Fishman:
Shanks you, shanks you!

Nikander:
Catch a half of penny

Water:
It scene was too much scaly
I've ever seen.
Old man caught it with his mouth
My strings are sonorous and rough
I'll direct them round the corner

Khnew:
Goodbye, water
Don't you love me?

Water:
I don't.
Your legs are too thin.
I must go out. I've seen good omen.

Khnew:
Don't you like a black-haired women?

Water:
Babble, babble
Wash-wash-wash
Gurgle, gurgle
Splash, splash, splash.