By 3:00 AM, the project was finally complete. He loaded the subtitle file and played the concert from the beginning.
Alexei smiled and leaned back in his chair. The King had finally learned to speak Russian.
He stopped. He deleted the line. It was grammatically correct, but it was too stiff. It lacked the smooth, romantic flow of the King's velvet voice. He closed his eyes, listening to the rhythm of the guitar and the deep, rich tone of the vocals. He tried again.
Alexei typed: "Мудрецы говорят, что только дураки спешат..."
