And today, it turns out, quite an unusual day .. he is probably a good thing to build castles in the sand and dreaming about all the very bright and happy.
How old cartographer, you take pen in hand,
you will be picked up, severe and smart, and reserved,
you choose the time you take the paper without difficulty
her sketch of the sea, the continents. And rod
take, say, red, sign it soon city,
inventing strange names (Klock and Smezhen?),
and after - Postage stamp, sign it an envelope,
and he will carry out the window in an instant,
in those lands, buyout people simply do not believe,
and do not even know about them. Look at the ceiling, and
those who come from not yet invented places,
stay if they get tired of wandering
Lyricist: fosss
We need a quill pen, pen- knife, ink ink, sextant, compass, compasses, a ruler and a lot of imagination. Because draw a map of the known place any fool can. But to draw a map of the world does not exist, but attainable - a zadachka for rare and brave pioneers.
today will lay a reliable rate, firmly outline on the map of the coast, let the rivers and straits, harbors and coastal cliffs. Draw plants and animals - otherwise our map will not completely accurate. All the great voyages of discovery began with maps of nonexistent land and the same great error.
God be with him, a pen, parchment and ink - to take a pen, brush, pencil, mouse - and drew the image of the new world. And on his discovery!
Lyricist: Michletistka
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