I know the place where live breams
A lot of breams, breams of my dreams
There are lots of carps and they are big
Which looks like a small pigs
Dancing fishes in the morning near the shore
You wanna catch them more and more
And every year you go there back
Because there are fish without a lack
How to catch bream or a big carp?
Your hook must be very sharp
As a bite you must use macaroni
With a hole and put upon it
If you catch one of these
Be a man, don’t release
Make a photo in a landscape
And from others don’t escape
That’s the deal of fishing there
You need to feel it dear
If you really wanna do this
Ask me in august and i won’t let it miss