We must collect all of our vigilance. Don’t belie others about our economic situation. Someone must muse about the future. The thrust of the ruble fall is the price for oil. It teeters at 48$ as a pendulum. It fumbles the floor. It threshes the floor. Our vigilance must protect us. We have to strive to treasure our lives. Don’t let the seed of mess to blaze. It is a nuisance but not the end. We have to protect the emperor. Adjust your collar. It nauseates us, but it is only a nuisance.
P. S. I just tried to practice my English.