Король и Шут - Лесник (Английская версия Джейка)

A cruel and twisting roadway. No energy. Sore heels. I found a woodsman&shack. There, I tried to make a deal. The old man smiled broadly, and listened to my spiel. I&rest there for the evening, and even get a meal. Make yourself at home, kid. There is no way I&refuse. There is no way I&refuse. There is no way I&refuse. I have many stories. Stay a while. I&tell you. Stay a while. I&tell you. Stay a while. I&tell you. I sat there at the table as night consumed the home. The woodsman told his tales as he ripped meat off a bone. He said that he was loved by all creatures, cows and bulls. And one thing he loved most was feeding all his wolves. Make yourself at home, kid. There is no way I&refuse. There is no way I&refuse. There is no way I&refuse. I have many stories. Stay a while. I&tell you. Stay a while. I&tell you. Stay a while. I&tell you. At midnight I awoke to the howls of the wolves. The old man smiled slyly and quickly left his home. Returning with a shotgun, he aimed it towards my bed "Our forest friends are hungry. Off to the woods!" he said.