Лошади умеют тоже плавать...

Описание: Horses, too, are able to swim. But not so good, not so far away. Slava in Russian means Gloria. You will remember it easily.

The ship was drifting, proud of its name. It was trying overcome the ocean. It's holds were overcrowded with horses, with good and kind horses.

Thousand horses - four thousand horseshoes did not bring the good luck to the ship. Ice floe struck the bottom of the ship... far away from home, far away from the land.

People got into the boats, horses were left to swim on their own. What else would you do if there's no room in the boats.

An island, an island was drifting in the ocean's waters. The island of reds... of whites... of blacks... of chestnuts... Swimming seemed easy for them. The ocean seemed like a river.

But there is no end to that river in sight. As horse's strength ended, they neighed, objecting to be drowned in the ocean.

The horses kept neighing on and on and on while drowning. Until the last one of them was gone. That is it. I feel such a sorrow, such a grief for them, who had not got to the land...