Character: translator

They taught me to work and read books.

But blink, night star!

Love! The Truth Led
Love, not fear.
Love! - Good deeds
They will not turn to dust.
Love the Little Child
With patience and attentive -
Who knows? It's our guest,
And the farewell is coming.

Deine Augen zwei Sterne,Sonne zwei
Und eine Welt!
Deine Sinne Gottes Schweigen,
Deine Stimme wie ein Bach!
Your eyes are like two stars, two Suns,
The world is one!
In your silence God clung,
A stream is murmuring your words!

We found a person who knows the language of Albania, but he only speaks Romanian. Found Romania, but he only speaks Serbian. The Serb only in Russian. Russian only in Czech and I in turn, understand Czech.
- It will be long...

- You are a very good driver.
- On this I'm not going and standing. I can't hear the motor noise. It's unnerving. The engine was supposed to roar and not a whisper.

- And the gangs?
Yes. But the most dangerous are the heavy mob. Hundreds of thousands of them! But they are easy to find in the form the whistle in his mouth and beer in hand!

Can I use your phone?
- That you will do great honor to our phone!

Not I hearing correctly? asked Dr. Omnibill. - How! You, you, industrial nation, got involved in all these wars?!
"Of course," said the translator. - Because it is an industrial war. People who do not have a developed Commerce and industry need not be wars; but the business people are forced to conduct aggressive policy. The number of our wars inevitably growing together with our production activities. As soon as one or another sector of our industry there is no demand for their products, there is a need in the war to get new opportunities for him. That's why this year we had the coal, copper war, and a cotton war. In Third-Zealand we have killed two-thirds of people to force others to buy our umbrellas and braces.