Yevgeny Krasnitsky. Lad. The grandson of a centurion (№ 254810)

Remember, still a kid, in the sixties, I read an article in the magazine "Soviet Screen". It was written there about the experiment, translations of films into foreign languages. Took one phrase from Gogol seems to be: "In the morning she ate boiled beets and gossip". Consistently translated into ten languages, and then back to Russian, and turned out: "She was thrown out of the hut unnecessary things, and he happily gets in there".