And the dancing has begun now, And the dancers whirl round gaily In the waltz's giddy mazes, And the ground beneath them trembles.

Twelve dancers are dancing, and taking no rest, And closely their hands together are press'd; And soon as a dance has come to a close, Another begins, and each merrily goes.

God will forgive me; that's his business.

Of course God will forgive me; that's His job.

Communism possesses a language which every people can understand - its elements are hunger, envy, and death.

Christ rode on an ass, but now asses ride on Christ.