Dear children!
I just got back from work
I have a weakened immune system
No youth fever
My little brother is not sleeping
He doesn't want to wait
Ten light years
When it gets better
He sees at every turn
Thrones of nicotine smoke
Mr. Všeználek again advises housewives
How to learn fluent Aramaic
I want a chin too
Now or never
Czechs are Czechs
Little people are little people
Let's be good people
Even in Hell
Let's speak slowly and loudly
Someone said: Our song is your cry
Everyone agreed
Except for one
He ended up at the wall
With honor
(Thank you for Google Translator)