One day, when the whole flock flew to the south to spend a winter, one small but proud bird said:
"Personally, I will fly directly into the sun." And she began to rise higher and higher,
but very soon she burned her wings and fell to the very bottom of the deepest gorge.
So let's drink to the fact that none of us, no matter how high he flies, would never break away from your friends!
NB: reading story about the scorpion and frog has promted me translate this toast.
In case you don't like it i am not going to be upset. good luck!