The man spoke four languages so fluently he was mistaken for a native in each. But he was not a linguist. He was a polyglot. "One is an academic, one is a Swiss waiter," he remarked.
Sunday, September 4, 2005
петь - to sing
Я люблю петь Марсельезу.
Пойдем, дети отечества...
I like to sing the Marseillaise. Allons, enfants de la patrie....
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