one day, one night, tell me a story, there was once a frog who wanted to learn to jump into the space, but it was not rocket, it is then asked his friend the Grand Vizier of which proutadimanche words, if you want to go into space, close your eyes, do you find the vacuum and the star that you miss, the toad returned home and he closed his eyes, but hardly had he closed that someone one knocked at his door, he opened his eyes and opened to see who was knocking at the door, and what was his surprise when he saw a beautiful mare who asked him what time it is, the toad too upset with the mare offered a cup tea, which was accepted, the toad and the mare settled around the table, above them hung a star, and soon turned into a horse naked girl and toad turned to intelligent young man they loved each other until the day he parted because they could not get along very long time she had kept its mare, whinnying for a yes or a no, and had kept its character toad croaking night and day do not speak, it is difficult to find what we are going for a long time, if at the outset you choose wrong, it only gets worse, so sometimes there is a miracle, a toad meets a frog and a horse mare meeting, and there, it takes a very long time, both complement each other, they overlap with cement everlasting, a straw dry not wet, an agreement that extends beyond the sea