Mosquito to a gadfly not a companion

The gadfly flies, on the parties glances, and under a bush in a chill the mosquito sits. The gadfly also speaks to it:

- Let's depart, the brother, for the company!

- Э, to you it is good, at you one only edges, and I the person thick, am afraid of the sun.

- Well, if so, farewell.

- Kind health, the mosquito-has answered.

Only the sun has sat down, the mosquito flies, a song sings, and itself thinks: "the Meeting of a horse or the person, here also I will eat!" To lo and behold th dry branch sits, having inflated, a gadfly and подремывает.

- And, fine, the friend! - speaks a mosquito, having pushed a gadfly a foot.

- Well, what? Fine, - the gadfly answers спросонок.

- Let's depart, the brother, now for the company!

- I will not depart, coldly, and I am afraid жупан to presoak dew.

- Well, so farewell! It is visible, a gadfly to a mosquito not a companion!

- Kind night, the gadfly, потер back legs one about another, and захрапел-has answered.