Дамы и херы! Тихо. Я сходил в театр. Сто лет не был. А тут взял, да и пошел, в Гешер на "12 ночь" .
И знаете, получил море удовольствие от умения сделать из какой-то дикой хери (я знаю, что это тыкскыть Шекспир) такую конфетку.

Прекрасно поставили и отлично сыграли, язык такого уровня поражает, джаз опять же вжывую воткнули. Прелесть! Рекомендую.
Зал был полон.

When that I was and a little tiny boy,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
A foolish thing was but a toy,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came to man's estate,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
'Gainst knaves and thieves men shut their gate,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came, alas! to wive,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
By swaggering could I never thrive,
For the rain it raineth every day.

But when I came unto my beds,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
With toss-pots still had drunken heads,
For the rain it raineth every day.

A great while ago the world begun,
With hey, ho, the wind and the rain,
But that's all one, our play is done,
And we'll strive to please you every day.