“Smoke Smoking Pine Star”: Sergey Lavrov wrote a verse about fires in Siberia
“The trunk of pine was smoking, the barrel of the berdanka smoked, The fire crashed in the taiga, the taiga was enveloped. And in the middle of the taiga in a hunting dugout A nondescript peasant coughed in a dream. I woke up, ran through smoke like a half -drunk He stumbled upon a stream, fell, cling to the water. And suddenly straight to him, like a German from a fog, With a smoking trunk, a grandfather-leznik comes out.