Mandate of the young on the tune of "Katyusha"

Carousing wedding is not a joke,
The guests congratulated the young.
You kiss your bride on the lips,
Our dear fellow-zhenih.Pust wine by the glass will be strong,
Well, your life - like sweet honey.
Young, we shout in unison, "Kiss!"
And then all the people will go into a dance.

I wish you happiness, health and good luck,
Toddler to grow up in a crowd,
And love one another, not otherwise,
As to the wedding of gold!

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