Two brothers lived - "do not pour water",
Much business and considerable income.
Bought the land, built houses
On the left bank of the river and right.

We were friends, we got along, everyone was jealous,
An example of this could be for many.
But here is just the place of Satan,
Who took them and quarreled them.

And there is no peace. And anger, like a snake.
And the shore, on the contrary, was disgusted.
The builder calls the elder brother, saying:
"Build a wall here so that your eye can not see it."

And generously advanced work,
For a month the brother left those places ...
And returning, the wall does not see something,
And across the river is the arch of the beautiful bridge.

"How dare he?" He broke the contract!
And what kind of amateur performance is here?
Yes, if I knew, I would not leave better -
The employee obviously needs a whip. "

So reasoned and on the bridge noticed
A familiar figure on the run -
Then the younger brother hurries, wishing to meet:
"Give me, darling, I'll hug you!"

I was wrong then and adamant,
I felt insulted in my heart,
But you forgave me and built a bridge -
Yes, did I deserve this? "

And I was struck by a senior revelation,
And he fell before his brother, crying and praying:
"No, I should have asked for forgiveness,
In the discord was my wine! "

Then the builder arrived, very opportunely -
He is happy with reconciliation,
After all, before him stand, embracing, brothers -
Here's the work fee, a hundred times!

"Live with us, not knowing oppression!
Any one of our choose houses! "
"I'll go," said the worker with embarrassment, "
I need to build a lot of bridges ... "
Bogdanova Natalia