The tsar took leave of the tsarina, He got ready for the journey, And the tsarina sat at the window to wait for him alone. He waits, waits from morning till night, Looks in the field, Indian eyes Have ached looking From the white dawn until night; You won't see my dear friend! He only sees: a blizzard is winding, Snow is falling on the fields, The whole white earth. Nine months pass, She does not take her eyes off the field. On Christmas Eve, on the very night, God gives the queen a daughter. Early in the morning the welcome guest, Day and night long awaited, From afar, at last, the tsar-father returned. She glanced at him, sighed heavily, could not bear her admiration, and died before mass. For a long time the king was inconsolable, But what to do? and he was sinful; A year passed like an empty dream, the Tsar married another. To tell the truth, young woman Indeed, she was a queen: Tall, slender, white, And she took everything with her mind; But on the other hand, she is proud, broken, wayward and jealous. She was given as a dowry There was one mirror; The property of the mirror was: It is able to speak. With him alone she was Good-natured, cheerful, With him she joked affably And, showing off, she said: “My light, mirror! tell me Yes, tell the whole truth: Am I the sweetest in the world, All blush and whiter? And to her a mirror in response: “You, of course, no doubt; You, the queen, are sweeter than all, Blush and whiter than all. And the queen laugh, And shrug her shoulders, And wink her eyes, And snap her fingers, And turn around, akimbo, Proudly looking in the mirror. But the young princess, Silently flourishing, Meanwhile, she grew, grew, She rose - and blossomed, White-faced, black-browed, Such a meek disposition. And the bridegroom was found by her, Prince Elisha. The matchmaker has arrived, the king has given his word, And the dowry is ready: Seven trading cities Yes, one hundred and forty towers. Getting ready for a bachelorette party, Here the queen, dressing up Before her mirror, Had a chat with him: “Am I, tell me, sweeter than everyone, Blusher and whiter than everyone?” What is the mirror in response? “You are beautiful, no doubt; But the princess is sweeter than all, All blush and whiter. How the queen jumps back, Yes, how she swings her hand, Yes, how she slams on the mirror, How she stamps her heel! .. “Oh, you vile glass! You're lying to spite me. How can she compete with me? I will calm the foolishness in it. Look how grown up! And it's no wonder that she's white: The belly-headed mother sat and only looked at the snow! But tell me: how can she Be sweeter than me in everything? Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone. Go around our whole kingdom, Though the whole world; I don't have an even one. Is not it?" Mirror in response: "But the princess is still nicer, All the same rouge and whiter." Nothing to do. She, full of black envy, Throwing a mirror under the bench, Called Chernavka to her And punishes her, her hay girl, The message of the princess into the wilderness of the forest And, tying her alive Under the pine tree, leave there To be eaten by wolves. Does the devil cope with an angry woman? There is nothing to argue. Chernavka went into the forest with the princess, And led her so far away, That the princess guessed, And she was frightened to death, And she begged: - “My life! What, tell me, am I guilty of? Don't kill me girl! And if I am a queen, I will take pity on you. She, loving her in her soul, Didn't kill her, didn't tie her up, Let her go and said: "Don't twist, God bless you." And she came home. "What? - the queen said to her, - Where is the beautiful maiden? - “There, in the forest, stands alone,” she answers her, “her elbows are firmly tied; The beast will fall into the claws, It will endure less, It will be easier to die. And the rumor began to ring: The daughter of the king was gone! The poor king is grieving for her. Prince Elisha, Praying earnestly to God, Sets off on the road For a beautiful soul, For a young bride. But the young bride Wandered in the forest until dawn, Meanwhile she kept walking and walking And came across the tower. To meet her, the dog, barking, Came running and was silent, playing; She entered the gate, Silence in the courtyard. The dog runs after her caressing, And the princess, stealing up, Climbed up on the porch And took hold of the ring: The door quietly opened. And the princess found herself In a bright room; all around Benches covered with carpets, An oak table under the saints, A stove with a tiled couch. The girl sees that good people live here; Know she won't be offended. In the meantime, no one is visible. The princess walked around the house, cleaned everything in order, lit a candle for God, lit the stove hot, Climbed up on the bed And quietly lay down. The hour of dinner was approaching, The clatter of the yard was heard: Seven heroes enter, Seven ruddy mustaches. The elder said: “What a marvel! Everything is so clean and beautiful. Someone tidied up the tower Yes, the owners were waiting. Who? Come out and show yourself, Be honest with us. If you are an old man, you will be our uncle forever. If you are a ruddy guy, Brother will be our name. If an old woman, be our mother, So we will call. If the red maiden, Be our dear sister. And the princess came down to them, Honored the hosts, Bowed low from the waist; Blushing, she apologized, For something she came to visit them, Although she was not invited. In an instant, by speech, they recognized, That the princess was accepted; They sat me in a corner, They brought a pie, They poured a glass full, They served it on a tray. From green wine She renounced; She just broke the pie, Yes, she bit a piece, And from the road to rest She asked to go to bed. They took the girl Up into the bright room And left her alone, Going to sleep. Day after day goes, flickering, And the young princess Everything is in the forest, she is not bored By the seven heroes. Before the morning dawn Brothers in a friendly crowd Go out for a walk, Shoot gray ducks, Amuse the right hand, Sorochina in a hurry in the field, Or cut off the head from the broad shoulders of the Tatar, Or etch the Pyatigorsk Circassian out of the forest, And meanwhile she alone will clean up and cook In the terem alone as a hostess, She will not contradict them, They will not contradict her. So the days go by. The brothers fell in love with the sweet girl. To her in the room Once, as soon as it dawned, All seven of them entered. The elder said to her: “Girl, You know: you are our sister, There are seven of us, we all love you, for ourselves We would all be glad to take you, But it’s impossible, so for God’s sake Reconcile us somehow: Be one wife, Affectionate others sister. Why are you shaking your head? Al refuse us? Al goods are not for merchants? “Oh, you, honest fellows, Brothers, you are my relatives, - The princess says to them, - If I lie, may God command me not to leave my place alive. What do i do? because I'm a bride. For me, you are all equal, All are daring, all are smart, I love you all heartily; But to another I am forever given. All dear to me, Korolevich Elisey. The brothers stood silently and scratched their heads. “Demand is not a sin. Forgive us, - the Elder said, bowing, - If so, I won’t even mention that. - "I'm not angry," she said quietly, "and my refusal is not my fault." The suitors bowed to her, Slowly withdrew, And according to all, they again began to live and live. Meanwhile, the evil queen, Remembering the princess, Could not forgive her, And on her mirror She sulked and became angry for a long time; Finally, she missed him And followed him, and, sitting in front of him, she forgot her anger, She began to show off again And with a smile she said: “Hello, mirror! tell me Yes, tell the whole truth: Am I the sweetest in the world, All blush and whiter? And to her a mirror in response: “You are beautiful, no doubt; But he lives without any glory, Among the green oak forests, At the seven heroes, The one that is still dearer to you. And the queen flew into Chernavka: “How dare you deceive me? and what!..” She confessed to everything: So and so. The evil queen, Threatening her with a slingshot, Or not to live, Or to destroy the princess. Once a young princess, Waiting for dear brothers, Spinning, sitting under the window. Suddenly the Dog barked angrily under the porch, and the girl Sees: a beggar blueberry Walks around the yard, driving the dog away with a stick. The blueberry answers her: “Oh, you little girl! The damned dog overcame, Almost ate to death. Look how busy he is! Come out to me." - The princess wants to go out to her and took the bread, But she just left the porch, The dog under her feet - and barks, And does not let the old woman; Only the old woman will go to her, He, the forest beast is more angry, On the old woman. “What a miracle? It can be seen that he slept badly, - The princess says to her, - Well, catch it! - and the bread flies. The old woman caught the bread; “Thank you,” she said. - God bless you; Here's to you, catch it! And to the princess bulk, Young, golden Apple flies straight. .. The dog will jump, squeal ... But the princess in both hands Grab - caught. “For the sake of boredom, Eat an apple, my light, Thank you for dinner,” The old woman said, Bowed and disappeared ... And the dog runs from the princess to the porch and in her face Looks pitiful, howls menacingly, As if the dog’s heart aches, As if he wants to tell her : Drop it! - She caress him, Trembling with a gentle hand; “What, Sokolko, what is the matter with you? Lie down!" - and entered the room, The door quietly locked, Under the window sat by the yarn to wait for the owners, and looked All at the apple. It is full of ripe juice, So fresh and so fragrant, So ruddy-golden, As if poured with honey! The seeds are visible through and through ... She wanted to wait Until dinner, she could not stand it, She took an apple in her hands, She brought it to her scarlet lips, Slowly bit through it And swallowed a piece ... Suddenly she, my soul, Staggered without breathing, Lowered her white hands, Dropped the ruddy fruit , Her eyes rolled back, And under the image She fell on the bench with her head And became quiet, motionless ... The brothers at that time were returning home in a crowd From the valiant robbery. To meet them, howling menacingly, the Dog runs and shows them the Way to the court. “Not good! - The brothers said, - We do not pass sadness. They jumped, they entered, they gasped. Running in, the Dog dashed headlong at the apple With barking, rushed, got angry, Swallowed it, fell down And died. It was drunk with poison, to know it. In front of the dead princess The brothers, in sorrow of their souls, All bowed their heads And with the prayer of the saint They raised the benches, dressed them, They wanted to bury her And changed their minds. She, As under the wing of a dream, So quiet, fresh lay, That she just did not breathe. They waited for three days, but she did not rise from her sleep. Having performed a sad rite, Here they put the corpse of the young princess in a crystal coffin - and carried it in a crowd to an empty mountain, And at midnight, her coffin to six pillars On cast-iron chains there Carefully screwed, And fenced with a grate; And, before the dead sister Having bowed to the earth, the Elder said: “Sleep in the coffin. Suddenly went out, a victim of malice, On earth your beauty; Heaven will receive your spirit. You were loved by us And for the sweet kept - Not got to anyone, Only to the coffin alone. On the same day, the evil queen, Expecting good news, Secretly took a mirror And asked her question: “Am I, tell me, sweeter than everyone, Blusher and whiter than everyone?” And she heard in response: “You, the queen, there is no doubt, You are sweeter in the world than all, All blush and whiter.” For his bride, Prince Elisha, meanwhile, gallops around the world. No how no! He weeps bitterly, And whoever he asks, His question is wise to everyone; Who laughs in his eyes, Who will rather turn away; To the red sun at last Turned well done. “Our light is the sun! you walk All year round in the sky, bring winter with a warm spring, you see us all under you. Al will you refuse me an answer? Have you seen where in the world you are a young princess? I am her fiancé." - “You are my light,” the red sun answered, “I did not see the princess. Know that she is no longer alive. Is it a month, my neighbor, Where did I meet her, Or did I notice a trace of her. Elisha waited for the dark night in his anguish. Only a month appeared, He chased him with a prayer. “A month, a month, my friend, Gilded horn! You get up in deep darkness, Chubby, bright-eyed, And, loving your custom, The stars look at you. Al will you refuse me an answer? Have you seen where in the world you are a young princess? I am her fiancé." - “My brother,” the clear moon answers, “I did not see the red maiden. I'm standing on guard, only in my turn. Without me, the princess can be seen Ran - "How insulting!" The king answered. The clear moon continued: “Wait; perhaps the wind knows about it. He will help. Now go to him, Do not be sad, goodbye. Elisha, not discouraged, rushed to the wind, crying out: “Wind, wind! You are powerful, You drive flocks of clouds, You excite the blue sea, You blow everywhere in the open. You are not afraid of anyone, Except God alone. Al will you refuse me an answer? Have you seen where in the world you are a young princess? I am her fiancé." - “Wait,” the violent wind answers, “There is a high mountain behind the quiet-streaming river, There is a deep hole in it; In that hole, in the sad darkness, The crystal coffin sways On the chains between the pillars. No traces to be seen Around that empty place, In that coffin is your bride. The wind ran away. The prince began to sob And went to an empty place To look at the beautiful bride Just once more. Here comes; and a steep mountain rose before him; Around her the country is empty; Under the mountain is a dark entrance. He goes there quickly. In front of him, in the mournful mist, The crystal coffin sways, And in that crystal coffin The princess sleeps in eternal sleep. And on the coffin of the dear bride He hit with all his might. The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly came to life. Looks around With amazed eyes, And, swaying over the chains, With a sigh, she said: “How long I slept!” And she rises from the coffin ... Ah! .. and both sobbed. He takes her in his hands And carries her out of the darkness into the light, And, conversing pleasantly, They set off on their way back, And the rumor is already trumpeting: The Tsar's daughter is alive! At home at that time without work The wicked stepmother sat Before her mirror And talked to him, Saying: “Am I sweeter than all, All rouge and whiter?” And she heard in response: “You are beautiful, there is no word, But the princess is still nicer, Everything is blusher and whiter.” The wicked stepmother jumped up, Breaking the mirror on the floor, She ran straight through the door And met the princess. Then her melancholy took, And the queen died. As soon as she was buried, The wedding was immediately performed, And Elisha married his bride; And no one since the beginning of the world has seen such a feast; I was there, honey, drinking beer, Yes, I just wet my mustache.

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Tale of dead princess Illustrations for the Tale of the Dead Princess

And about the seven heroes

The king and queen said goodbye,

Equipped on the road,

And the queen at the window

She sat down to wait for him alone.

Waiting, waiting from morning to night,

Looks in the field, indus eyes

Get sick looking

From the white dawn to the night;

Don't see my dear friend!

He only sees: a blizzard is winding,

Snow falls on the fields

All white land.

Nine months go by

She does not take her eyes off the field.

Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night

God gives the queen a daughter.

Welcome guest early in the morning

Day and night so long awaited

From afar at last

The king-father returned.

She looked at him

She sighed heavily

Admiration did not take away

And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,

But how to be? and he was sinful;

A year has passed like an empty dream

The king married another.

Tell the truth, young lady

Indeed, there was a queen:

tall, thin, white,

And she took it with her mind and everything;

But proud, broken,

Selfish and jealous.

She was given as a dowry

There was only one mirror;

The mirror property had:

It speaks skillfully.

She was alone with him

Good-natured, cheerful

joked with him

And, blushing, she said:

“My light, mirror! tell

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All blush and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You, of course, no doubt;

You, queen, are sweeter than all,

All blush and whiter.

And the queen laugh

And shrug your shoulders

And wink your eyes

And snap your fingers

And spin around,

Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess

blooming silently,

Meanwhile, she grew, grew,

Rose and blossomed

White-faced, black-browed,

I like such a meek one.

And the groom was found by her,

Prince Elisha.

The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,

And the dowry is ready:

Seven trading cities

Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Going to a bachelorette party

Here is the queen dressing up

In front of your mirror

Chatted with him:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All blush and whiter?

What is the mirror in response?

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But the princess is sweeter than all,

All blush and whiter.

How the queen jumps

Yes, how to wave the handle,

Yes, as it slams on the mirror,

With a heel, how it will stomp! ..

“Oh, you vile glass!

You're lying to spite me.

How can she compete with me?

I’ll calm the foolishness in her.

Look how grown up!

And it's no wonder that it's white:

Mother belly sat

Yes, I just looked at the snow!

But tell me how can she

To be nicer to me in everything?

Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.

Go around our whole kingdom,

Though the whole world; I don't have an even one.

Is not it?" Mirror in response:

“And the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.

Nothing to do. She,

Full of black envy

Throwing a mirror under the bench,

Called Chernavka to her

And punish her

To his hay girl,

The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest

And, tying her alive

Under the pine tree leave there

To be eaten by wolves.

Does the devil cope with an angry woman?

There is nothing to argue. With the princess

Here Chernavka went to the forest

And brought me so far

What did the princess think?

And scared to death

And she prayed: “My life!

What, tell me, am I guilty of?

Don't kill me girl!

And how will I be a queen,

I pity you."

The one who loves her in my heart,

Didn't kill, didn't bind

She let go and said:

"Don't freak out, God bless you."

And she came home.

"What? the queen said to her,

Where is the beautiful girl?

- "There, in the forest, stands alone, -

She answers her,

Her elbows are tightly bound;

Caught in the claws of the beast

She will be less patient

It will be easier to die."

And the rumor began to ring:

The royal daughter is missing!

The poor king is grieving for her.

Prince Elisha,

Praying earnestly to God,

Set off on the road

For a beautiful soul

For a young bride.

But the bride is young

Until dawn in the forest wandering,

Meanwhile everything went on and on

And I came across the Terem.

The dog is meeting her, barking,

He ran and was silent, playing;

She entered the gate

Silence in the backyard.

The dog runs after her, caressing,

And the princess, picking up,

Went up on the porch

And took up the ring:

The door opened softly.

And the princess found herself

In a bright room; around

Shops covered with carpet,

Under the saints is an oak table,

Stove with tiled bench.

The girl sees what's here

Good people live;

Know she won't be offended.

In the meantime, no one is visible.

The princess walked around the house,

Removed everything,

I lit a candle for God

Fired up the stove hot

I climbed up on the floor

And quietly subsided.

Dinner time was approaching

There was a clatter in the yard:

Enter seven heroes,

Seven ruddy mustaches.

The elder said:

“What a marvel!

Everything is so clean and beautiful.

Someone tidied up the tower

Yes, I was waiting for the owners.

Who? Come out and show yourself

Be honest with us.

If you are an old man

You will be our uncle forever.

If you are a ruddy guy,

Brother will be our name.

Kohl old woman, be our mother,

So let's celebrate.

When the red girl

Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,

Honored the owners

She bowed low to the waist;

Blushing, I apologized

Something went to visit them,

Even though she wasn't called.

In an instant, by speech, they recognized

That the princess was accepted;

seated in a corner,

They brought a pie

Pour a glass full

Served on a tray.

From green wine

She denied;

The pie just broke

Yes, I took a bite

And from the road to rest

She asked to go to bed.

They took the girl

Up into the light

And left one

Going to sleep.

Day after day goes, flickering,

A young princess

Everything in the forest, she is not bored

At the seven heroes.

Before the dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd

Going out for a walk

Shoot gray ducks

Amuse the right hand

Sorochina hurry in the field,

Or a head with broad shoulders

Cut off the Tatar

Or etch from the forest

Pyatigorsk Circassian,

And she is the hostess

In the meantime, alone

Pick up and cook

She will not rebuke them,

They will not cross her.

So the days go by.

Brothers of a sweet maiden

Loved. To her in the light

Once, just dawn,

All seven of them entered.

The elder said to her: “Girl,

You know: you are our sister to all of us,

There are seven of us, you

We all love for ourselves

We would all be happy to take you

Yes, you can't, for God's sake

Reconcile us somehow:

Be one wife

Other affectionate sister.

Why are you shaking your head?

Al refuse us?

Al goods are not for merchants?

"Oh, you honest fellows,

Brothers, you are my relatives, -

The princess says to them,

If I lie, may God command

Do not leave my place alive.

What do i do? because I'm a bride.

To me you are all equal

All daring, all smart,

I love you all heartily;

But to another I am forever

Given away. I love everyone

Prince Elisha.

The brothers stood silently

Yes, they scratched the back of the head.

“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us -

The elder said bowing, -

If so, do not stutter

That's about it." - "I'm not angry, -

She quietly said,

And my refusal is not my fault.

The grooms bowed to her,

Slowly departed

And according to everything again

They began to live and live.

Meanwhile, the evil queen

Remembering the princess

Couldn't forgive her

And on your mirror

Long pouted and angry;

Finally missed him

And she followed him, and sitting down

Before him, I forgot my anger,

Began to show off again

And with a smile she said:

"Hello mirror! tell

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All blush and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But lives without any glory

Among the green oak forests,

At the seven heroes

The one that is sweeter than you."

And the queen flew

To Chernavka: “How dare you

Deceive me? and in what!..”

She confessed to everything:

Anyway. evil queen,

Threatening her with a slingshot

Decided or not to live,

Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,

Waiting for dear brothers

Spinning, sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch

The dog barked and the girl

Sees: beggar blueberry

Walks around the yard, stick

Chasing away the dog. "Wait,

Grandma, wait a little, -

She screams out the window, -

I will threaten the dog myself

And I'll bring you something."

The blueberry answers her:

"Oh, you little girl!

The damned dog overcame

Nearly ate to death.

Look how busy he is!

Come out to me." - The princess wants

Go out to her and take the bread,

But just got off the porch

The dog under her feet - and barks,

And he won't let me see the old woman;

Only the old woman will go to her,

He, the forest animal is more angry,

For an old woman. “What a miracle?

Apparently, he slept badly, -

The princess says to her,

Well, catch it! - and the bread flies.

The old woman caught the bread;

“Thank you,” she said. -

God bless you;

Here's to you, catch it!

And pouring to the princess,

young, golden

The apple flies straight...

The dog will jump, squeal ...

But the princess in both hands

Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom,

Eat an apple, my light

Thank you for lunch."

The old lady said

Bowed down and disappeared...

And from the princess to the porch

The dog runs in her face

Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,

Like a dog's heart aches,

As if he wants to tell her:

Drop it! - She caress him,

Trembling with a gentle hand;

“What, Sokolko, what is the matter with you?

Lie down!" and entered the room

The door was softly closed

Under the window for the yarn village

Wait for the owners, but looked

All for an apple. It

Full of ripe juice

So fresh and so fragrant

So ruddy golden

Like honey poured!

You can see through the seeds...

She wanted to wait

Until lunch, I could not stand it,

I took an apple in my hands

She brought it to scarlet lips,

Slowly bit through

And I ate a piece...

Suddenly she, my soul,

Staggered without breathing

White hands lowered

Dropped the ruddy fruit

Eyes rolled up

And she's under the image

Fell head on the bench

And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home

returned in droves

From youthful robbery.

To meet them, howling menacingly,

The dog runs to the yard

The way shows them. “Not good! -

The brothers said - sorrow

We don't pass." We galloped

They enter, gasp. ran in,

Dog on an apple headlong

With barking rushed, got angry,

Swallowed it, fell off

And I died. drunk

It was poison, you know, it is.

Before the dead princess

Brothers in heartbreak

Everyone bowed their heads

And with the prayer of the saint

Raised from the bench, dressed,

They wanted to bury her

And they thought. She,

As under the wing of a dream,

So quiet, fresh lay,

Just not breathing.

Waited three days, but she

Didn't wake up from sleep.

Having created a sad rite,

Here they are in a crystal coffin

The corpse of a young princess

Put - and the crowd

Carried to an empty mountain

And at midnight

Her coffin to six pillars

On iron chains there

Carefully screwed

And fenced with bars;

And before the dead sister

Having made a bow to the earth,

The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin.

Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,

Your beauty is on the ground;

Heaven will receive your spirit.

We loved you

And for the dear store -

Nobody got it

Only one coffin."

On the same day, the evil queen,

Good news waiting

Secretly took a mirror

And she asked her question:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All blush and whiter?

And heard back:

"You, queen, no doubt,

You are the sweetest in the world

All blush and whiter.

For your bride

Prince Elisha

Meanwhile, the world is jumping.

No how no! He weeps bitterly

And whoever he asks

All his question is wise;

Who laughs in his eyes

Who will rather turn away;

To the red sun at last

The good guy turned.

“Our light is the sun! you walk

All year round in the sky, you drive

Winter with warm spring

You see us all below you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Didn't you see anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "You are my light, -

The red sun answered, -

Yatsarevna was nowhere to be seen.

Know that she is no longer alive.

Is it a month, my neighbor,

Somewhere I met her

Or a trace of her noticed.

Dark Night Elisha

He waited in his anguish.

Only a month seemed

He chased after him pleadingly.

"Month, month, my friend,

Gilded horn!

You rise in deep darkness

round-faced, light-eyed,

And, loving your custom,

The stars are watching you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "My brother, -

The clear moon answers, -

I did not see the red maiden.

On the side I stand

Just in my queue.

Without me, the princess is visible

Ran - "How insulting!" -

The king answered.

The clear moon continued:

"Wait a minute; about her, maybe

The wind knows. He will help.

You go to him now

Don't be sad, goodbye."

Elisha, not discouraged,

Rushed to the wind, calling:

“Wind, wind! You are powerful

You drive flocks of clouds

You excite the blue sea

Everywhere you blow in the open.

Don't be afraid of anyone

Except for one god.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "Wait, -

The violent wind answers,

There, behind the quiet river

There is a high mountain

It has a deep hole;

In that hole, in the sad darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal

On chains between poles.

Can't see any trace

Around that empty place

In that coffin is your bride."

The wind ran away.

The prince began to sob

And went to an empty place

For a beautiful bride

View one more time.

Here comes; and rose

In front of him is a steep mountain;

Around her the country is empty;

Under the mountain is a dark entrance.

He goes there quickly.

Before him, in the mournful darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal,

And in that crystal coffin

The princess sleeps forever.

And about the coffin of the bride dear

He hit with all his might.

The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly

Revived. Looks around

Astonished eyes

And, swinging over the chains,

Sighing, she said:

"How long have I been asleep!"

And she rises from the grave...

Ah! .. and both sobbed.

He takes her in his hands

And brings it into the light from darkness,

And, talking pleasantly,

On their way back,

And the rumor is already trumpeting:

The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work

The wicked stepmother was sitting

In front of your mirror

And talked to him

Saying: "I'm the sweetest of all,

All blush and whiter?

And heard back:

"You are beautiful, there is no word,

But the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.

Evil stepmother, jumping up,

Breaking a mirror on the floor

Ran straight through the door

And I met the princess.

Then her longing took

And the queen died.

They just buried her

The wedding was immediately arranged

And with his bride

Elisha got married;

And no one since the beginning of the world

I have not seen such a feast;

I was there, honey, drinking beer,

Yes, he just wet his mustache.

The king and queen said goodbye,

Equipped on the road,

And the queen at the window

She sat down to wait for him alone.

Waiting, waiting from morning to night,

Looks in the field, indus eyes

Get sick looking

From the white dawn to the night.

Don't see my dear friend!

He only sees: a blizzard is winding,

Snow falls on the fields

All white land.

Nine months go by

She does not take her eyes off the field.

Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night

God gives the queen a daughter.

Welcome guest early in the morning

Day and night so long awaited

From afar at last

The king-father returned.

She looked at him

She sighed heavily

Admiration did not take away

And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,

But how to be? and he was sinful;

A year has passed like an empty dream

The king married another.

Tell the truth, young lady

Indeed, there was a queen:

tall, thin, white,

And she took it with her mind and everything;

But proud, broken,

Selfish and jealous.

She was given as a dowry

There was only one mirror;

The mirror property had:

It speaks skillfully.

She was alone with him

Good-natured, cheerful

joked with him

And, blushing, she said:

“My light, mirror! tell,

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rouge and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You, of course, no doubt;

You, queen, are sweeter than all,

All rouge and whiter.

And the queen laugh

And shrug your shoulders

And wink your eyes

And snap your fingers

And spin around,

Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess

blooming silently,

Meanwhile, she grew, grew,

Rose and blossomed

White-faced, black-browed,

I like such a meek one.

And the groom was found by her,

Prince Elisha.

The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,

And the dowry is ready:

Seven trading cities

Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Going to a bachelorette party

Here is the queen dressing up

In front of your mirror

Chatted with him:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

What is the mirror in response?

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But the princess is sweeter than all,

All rouge and whiter.

How the queen jumps

Yes, how to wave the handle,

Yes, as it slams on the mirror,

With a heel, how it will stomp! ..

“Oh, you vile glass!

You're lying to spite me.

How can she compete with me?

I will calm the foolishness in it.

Look how grown up!

And it's no wonder that it's white:

Mother belly sat

Yes, I just looked at the snow!

But tell me how can she

To be nicer to me in everything?

Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.

Go around our whole kingdom,

Though the whole world; I don't have an even one.

Is not it?" Mirror in response:

“And the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.”

Nothing to do. She,

Full of black envy

Throwing a mirror under the bench,

Called Chernavka to her

And punish her

To his hay girl,

The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest

And, tying her alive

Under the pine tree leave there

To be eaten by wolves.

Does the devil cope with an angry woman?

There is nothing to argue. With the princess

Here Chernavka went to the forest

And brought me so far

What did the princess think

And scared to death

And she prayed: “My life!

What, tell me, am I guilty of?

Don't kill me girl!

And how will I be a queen,

I pity you."

That, in my soul, loving her,

Didn't kill, didn't bind

She let go and said:

"Don't freak out, God bless you."

And she came home.

"What? the queen told her. -

Where is the beautiful girl? -

“There, in the forest, stands alone, -

She answers her.-

Her elbows are tightly bound;

The beast will fall into the claws,

She will be less patient

It will be easier to die."

And the rumor began to ring:

The royal daughter is missing!

The poor king is grieving for her.

Prince Elisha,

Praying earnestly to God,

Set off on the road

For a beautiful soul

For a young bride.

But the bride is young

Until dawn in the forest wandering,

Meanwhile everything went on and on

And I came across the Terem.

A dog is meeting her, barking,

He ran and was silent, playing.

She entered the gate

Silence in the backyard.

The dog runs after her, caressing,

And the princess, picking up,

Went up on the porch

And took up the ring;

The door quietly opened

And the princess found herself

In a bright room; around

Shops covered with carpet,

Under the saints is an oak table,

Stove with tiled bench.

The girl sees what's here

Good people live;

Know she won't be offended! -

In the meantime, no one is visible.

The princess walked around the house,

Removed everything,

I lit a candle for God

Fired up the stove hot

I climbed up on the floor

And quietly subsided.

Dinner time was approaching

There was a clatter in the yard:

Enter seven heroes,

Seven ruddy mustaches.

The elder said: “What a marvel!

Everything is so clean and beautiful.

Someone tidied up the tower

Yes, I was waiting for the owners.

Who? Come out and show yourself

Be honest with us.

If you are an old man

You will be our uncle forever.

If you are a ruddy guy,

Brother will be our name.

Kohl old woman, be our mother,

So let's celebrate.

When the red girl

Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,

Honored the owners

She bowed low to the waist;

Blushing, I apologized

Something went to visit them,

Even though she wasn't called.

Instantly by speech they recognized

That the princess was accepted;

seated in a corner,

They brought a pie;

Pour a glass full

Served on a tray.

From green wine

She denied;

The pie just broke

Yes, I took a bite

And from the road to rest

She asked to go to bed.

They took the girl

Up into the bright light

And left one

Going to sleep.

Day after day goes by, flickering,

A young princess

Everything is in the forest; she's not bored

At the seven heroes.

Before the dawn

Brothers in a friendly crowd

Going out for a walk

Shoot gray ducks

Amuse the right hand

Sorochina hurry in the field,

Or a head with broad shoulders

Cut off the Tatar

Or etch from the forest

Pyatigorsk Circassian.

And she is the hostess

In the meantime, alone

Pick up and cook.

She will not rebuke them,

They will not cross her.

So the days go by.

Brothers of a sweet maiden

Loved. To her in the light

Once, just dawn,

All seven of them entered.

The elder said to her: “Girl,

You know: you are our sister to all of us,

There are seven of us, you

We all love for ourselves

We would all take you for the sake of

Yes, you can’t, so, for God’s sake,

Reconcile us somehow:

Be one wife

Other affectionate sister.

Why are you shaking your head?

Al refuse us?

Al goods are not for merchants?”

“Oh, you honest fellows,

Brothers, you are my relatives, -

The princess says to them,

If I lie, may God command

Do not leave my place alive.

What do i do? because I'm a bride.

To me you are all equal

All daring, all smart,

I love you all heartily;

But to another I am forever

Given away. I love everyone

Prince Elisha.

The brothers stood silently

Yes, they scratched the back of the head.

“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us -

The elder said bowing. -

If so, do not stutter

That's about it." - "I'm not angry, -

She quietly said,

And my refusal is not my fault.”

The grooms bowed to her,

Slowly departed

And according to everything again

They began to live and live.

Meanwhile, the evil queen

Remembering the princess

Couldn't forgive her

And on your mirror

Long pouted and angry:

Finally missed him

And she followed him, and sitting down

Before him, I forgot my anger,

Began to show off again

And with a smile she said:

“Hello mirror! tell,

Yes, tell the whole truth:

Am I the sweetest in the world,

All rouge and whiter?

And a mirror in response to her:

“You are beautiful, no doubt;

But lives without any glory

Among the green oak forests,

At the seven heroes

The one that's sweeter than you."

And the queen flew

To Chernavka: “How dare you

Deceive me? and in what!..”

She confessed to everything:

Anyway. evil queen,

Threatening her with a slingshot

Decided or not to live,

Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,

Waiting for dear brothers

Spinning, sitting under the window.

Suddenly angrily under the porch

The dog barked and the girl

Sees: beggar blueberry

Walks around the yard, stick

Chasing away the dog. “Wait.

Grandma, wait a little, -

She screams out the window, -

I will threaten the dog myself

And I'll bring you something."

The blueberry answers her:

“Oh, you little girl!

The damned dog won

Nearly ate to death.

Look how busy he is!

Come out to me." - The princess wants

Go out to her and take the bread,

But just got off the porch

The dog under her feet - and barks

And he won't let me see the old woman;

Only the old woman will go to her,

He, the forest animal is more angry,

For an old woman. What a miracle

“It looks like he slept badly, -

The princess speaks to her. -

Well, catch it!” - and the bread flies.

The old woman caught the bread;

“Thank you,” she said,

God bless you;

Here for you, catch!”

And pouring to the princess,

young, golden

The apple flies straight...

The dog will jump, squeal ...

But the princess in both hands

Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom

Eat an apple, my light.

Thank you for dinner...” -

The old lady said

Bowed down and disappeared...

And from the princess to the porch

The dog runs and in her face

Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,

Like a dog's heart is aching,

As if he wants to tell her:

Drop it! - She caress him,

Trembling with a gentle hand:

“What, Sokolko, what is the matter with you?

Lie down!” - entered the room,

The door was softly closed

Under the window for the yarn village

Wait for the owners, but looked

All for an apple. It

Full of ripe juice

So fresh and so fragrant

So ruddy golden

Like honey poured!

You can see through the seeds...

She wanted to wait

Before lunch; did not endure

I took an apple in my hands

She brought it to scarlet lips,

Slowly bit through

And I ate a piece...

Suddenly she, my soul,

Staggered without breathing

White hands lowered

Dropped the ruddy fruit

Eyes rolled up

And she's under the image

Fell head on the bench

And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home

returned in droves

From youthful robbery.

To meet them, howling menacingly,

The dog runs to the yard

The way shows them. “Not good! -

The brothers said - sorrow

We don't pass." We galloped

They enter, gasp. ran in,

Dog on an apple headlong

With barking rushed, got angry

Swallowed it, fell off

And I died. drunk

It was poison, you know, it is.

Before the dead princess

Brothers in heartbreak

Everyone bowed their heads

And with the prayer of the saint

Raised from the bench, dressed,

Wanted to bury her

And they thought. She,

As under the wing of a dream,

So quiet, fresh lay,

Just not breathing.

Waited three days, but she

Didn't wake up from sleep.

Having created a sad rite,

Here they are in a crystal coffin

The corpse of a young princess

Put - and the crowd

Carried to an empty mountain

And at midnight

Her coffin to six pillars

On iron chains there

Carefully screwed

And fenced with bars;

And, before the dead sister

Having made a bow to the earth,

The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;

Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,

Your beauty is on the ground;

Heaven will receive your spirit.

We loved you

And for the dear store -

Nobody got it

Only one coffin.”

On the same day, the evil queen,

Good news waiting

Secretly took a mirror

And she asked her question:

“I am, tell me, dearest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

And heard back:

“You, queen, there is no doubt,

You are the sweetest in the world

All rouge and whiter.

For your bride

Prince Elisha

Meanwhile, the world is jumping.

No how no! He weeps bitterly

And whoever he asks

All his question is wise;

Who laughs in his eyes

Who will rather turn away;

To the red sun at last

The good guy turned:

“Our light is the sun! You walk

All year round in the sky, you drive

Winter with warm spring

You see us all below you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Didn't you see anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "You are my light, -

The red sun answered, -

I did not see the princess.

Know that she is no longer alive.

Is it a month, my neighbor,

Somewhere I met her

Or a trace of her noticed.

Dark Night Elisha

He waited in his anguish.

Only a month seemed

He chased after him pleadingly.

“Month, month, my friend,

Gilded horn!

You rise in deep darkness

round-faced, light-eyed,

And, loving your custom,

The stars are watching you.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - “My brother, -

The clear moon answers, -

I did not see the red maiden.

I stand on guard

Just in my queue.

Without me, the princess, apparently,

Ran." - “How insulting!” -

The king answered.

The clear moon continued:

"Wait a minute; about her, maybe

The wind knows. He will help.

You go to him now

Don't be sad, goodbye."

Elisha, not discouraged,

Rushed to the wind, calling:

“Wind, wind! You are powerful

You drive flocks of clouds

You excite the blue sea

Everywhere you fly in the open,

Don't be afraid of anyone

Except for one god.

Al will you refuse me an answer?

Have you seen anywhere in the world

Are you a young princess?

I am her fiancé." - "Wait, -

The violent wind answers,

There, behind the quiet river

There is a high mountain

It has a deep hole;

In that hole, in the sad darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal

On chains between poles.

Can't see any trace

Around that empty place;

In that coffin is your bride."

The wind ran away.

The prince began to sob

And went to an empty place

For a beautiful bride

Watch one more time.

Here she comes and got up

In front of him is a steep mountain;

Around her the country is empty;

Under the mountain is a dark entrance.

He goes there quickly.

Before him, in the mournful darkness,

The coffin is rocking crystal,

And in that crystal coffin

The princess sleeps forever.

And about the coffin of the bride dear

He hit with all his might.

The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly

Revived. Looks around

Astonished eyes;

And, swinging over the chains,

Sighing, she said:

“How long have I been sleeping!”

And she rises from the grave...

Ah! .. and both sobbed.

He takes her in his hands

And brings it into the light from the darkness,

And, talking pleasantly,

On their way back,

And the rumor is already trumpeting:

The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work

The wicked stepmother was sitting

In front of your mirror

And talked to him

Saying: “I am the sweetest of all,

All rouge and whiter?

And heard back:

“You are beautiful, there are no words,

But the princess is still nicer,

Everything is blusher and whiter.”

Evil stepmother, jumping up,

Breaking a mirror on the floor

Ran straight through the door

And I met the princess.

Then her longing took

And the queen died.

They just buried her

The wedding was immediately arranged

And with his bride

Elisha got married;

And no one since the beginning of the world

I have not seen such a feast;

I was there, honey, drinking beer,

Yes, he just wet his mustache.

The king and queen said goodbye,
Equipped on the road,
And the queen at the window
She sat down to wait for him alone.
Waiting, waiting from morning to night,
Looks in the field, indus eyes
Get sick looking
From the white dawn to the night.
Don't see my dear friend!
He only sees: a blizzard is winding,
Snow falls on the fields
All white land.
Nine months go by
She does not take her eyes off the field.
Here on Christmas Eve, on the very night
God gives the queen a daughter.
Welcome guest early in the morning
Day and night so long awaited
From afar at last
The king-father returned.
She looked at him
She sighed heavily
Admiration did not take away
And died by noon.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,
But how to be? and he was sinful;
A year has passed like an empty dream
The king married another.
Tell the truth, young lady
Indeed, there was a queen:
tall, thin, white,
And she took it with her mind and everything;
But proud, broken,
Selfish and jealous.
She was given as a dowry
There was only one mirror;
The mirror property had:
It speaks skillfully.
She was alone with him
Good-natured, cheerful
joked with him
And, blushing, she said:
“My light, mirror! tell,
Yes, tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rouge and whiter?
And a mirror in response to her:
“You, of course, no doubt;
You, queen, are sweeter than all,
All rouge and whiter.
And the queen laugh
And shrug your shoulders
And wink your eyes
And snap your fingers
And spin around,
Proudly looking in the mirror.

But the young princess
blooming silently,
Meanwhile, she grew, grew,
Rose and blossomed
White-faced, black-browed,
I like such a meek one.
And the groom was found by her,
Prince Elisha.
The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word,
And the dowry is ready:
Seven trading cities
Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Going to a bachelorette party
Here is the queen dressing up
In front of your mirror
Chatted with him:
“I am, tell me, dearest of all,
All rouge and whiter?
What is the mirror in response?
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is sweeter than all,
All rouge and whiter.
How the queen jumps
Yes, how to wave the handle,
Yes, as it slams on the mirror,
With a heel, how it will stomp! ..
“Oh, you vile glass!
You're lying to spite me.
How can she compete with me?
I will calm the foolishness in it.
Look how grown up!
And it's no wonder that it's white:
Mother belly sat
Yes, I just looked at the snow!
But tell me how can she
To be nicer to me in everything?
Admit it: I'm more beautiful than everyone.
Go around our whole kingdom,
Though the whole world; I don't have an even one.
Is not it?" Mirror in response:
“And the princess is still nicer,
Everything is blusher and whiter.”
Nothing to do. She,
Full of black envy
Throwing a mirror under the bench,
Called Chernavka to her
And punish her
To his hay girl,
The message of the princess in the wilderness of the forest
And, tying her alive
Under the pine tree leave there
To be eaten by wolves.

Does the devil cope with an angry woman?
There is nothing to argue. With the princess
Here Chernavka went to the forest
And brought me so far
What did the princess think
And scared to death
And she prayed: “My life!
What, tell me, am I guilty of?
Don't kill me girl!
And how will I be a queen,
I pity you."
That, in my soul, loving her,
Didn't kill, didn't bind
She let go and said:
"Don't freak out, God bless you."
And she came home.
"What? the queen told her. —
Where is the beautiful girl? —
"There, in the forest, stands alone, -
She answers her.-
Her elbows are tightly bound;
The beast will fall into the claws,
She will be less patient
It will be easier to die."

And the rumor began to ring:
The royal daughter is missing!
The poor king is grieving for her.
Prince Elisha,
Praying earnestly to God,
Set off on the road
For a beautiful soul
For a young bride.

But the bride is young
Until dawn in the forest wandering,
Meanwhile everything went on and on
And I came across the Terem.
A dog is meeting her, barking,
He ran and was silent, playing.
She entered the gate
Silence in the backyard.
The dog runs after her, caressing,
And the princess, picking up,
Went up on the porch
And took up the ring;
The door quietly opened
And the princess found herself
In a bright room; around
Shops covered with carpet,
Under the saints is an oak table,
Stove with tiled bench.
The girl sees what's here
Good people live;
Know she won't be offended! —
In the meantime, no one is visible.
The princess walked around the house,
Removed everything,
I lit a candle for God
Fired up the stove hot
I climbed up on the floor
And quietly subsided.

Dinner time was approaching
There was a clatter in the yard:
Enter seven heroes,
Seven ruddy mustaches.
The elder said: “What a marvel!
Everything is so clean and beautiful.
Someone tidied up the tower
Yes, I was waiting for the owners.
Who? Come out and show yourself
Be honest with us.
If you are an old man
You will be our uncle forever.
If you are a ruddy guy,
Brother will be our name.
Kohl old woman, be our mother,
So let's celebrate.
When the red girl
Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,
Honored the owners
She bowed low to the waist;
Blushing, I apologized
Something went to visit them,
Even though she wasn't called.
Instantly by speech they recognized
That the princess was accepted;
seated in a corner,
They brought a pie;
Pour a glass full
Served on a tray.
From green wine
She denied;
The pie just broke
Yes, I took a bite
And from the road to rest
She asked to go to bed.
They took the girl
Up into the bright light
And left one
Going to sleep.

Day after day goes by, flickering,
A young princess
Everything is in the forest; she's not bored
At the seven heroes.
Before the dawn
Brothers in a friendly crowd
Going out for a walk
Shoot gray ducks
Amuse the right hand
Sorochina hurry in the field,
Or a head with broad shoulders
Cut off the Tatar
Or etch from the forest
Pyatigorsk Circassian.
And she is the hostess
In the meantime, alone
Pick up and cook.
She will not rebuke them,
They will not cross her.
So the days go by.

Brothers of a sweet maiden
Loved. To her in the light
Once, just dawn,
All seven of them entered.
The elder said to her: “Girl,
You know: you are our sister to all of us,
There are seven of us, you
We all love for ourselves
We would all take you for the sake of
Yes, you can’t, so, for God’s sake,
Reconcile us somehow:
Be one wife
Other affectionate sister.
Why are you shaking your head?
Al refuse us?
Al goods are not for merchants?”

“Oh, you honest fellows,
Brothers, you are my relatives, -
The princess says to them,
If I lie, may God command
Do not leave my place alive.
What do i do? because I'm a bride.
To me you are all equal
All daring, all smart,
I love you all heartily;
But to another I am forever
Given away. I love everyone
Prince Elisha.

The brothers stood silently
Yes, they scratched the back of the head.
“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us -
The elder said bowing. —
If so, do not stutter
That's about it." "I'm not angry,"
She said softly,
And my refusal is not my fault.”
The grooms bowed to her,
Slowly departed
And according to everything again
They began to live and live.

Meanwhile, the evil queen
Remembering the princess
Couldn't forgive her
And on your mirror
Long pouted and angry:
Finally missed him
And she followed him, and sitting down
Before him, I forgot my anger,
Began to show off again
And with a smile she said:
“Hello mirror! tell,
Yes, tell the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rouge and whiter?
And a mirror in response to her:
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But lives without any glory
Among the green oak forests,
At the seven heroes
The one that's sweeter than you."
And the queen flew
To Chernavka: “How dare you
Deceive me? and in what!..”
She confessed to everything:
Anyway. evil queen,
Threatening her with a slingshot
Decided or not to live,
Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,
Waiting for dear brothers
Spinning, sitting under the window.
Suddenly angrily under the porch
The dog barked and the girl
Sees: beggar blueberry
Walks around the yard, stick
Chasing away the dog. “Wait.
Grandma, wait a little, -
She shouts to her through the window,
I will threaten the dog myself
And I'll bring you something."
The blueberry answers her:
“Oh, you little girl!
The damned dog won
Nearly ate to death.
Look how busy he is!
Come out to me." The princess wants
Go out to her and take the bread,
But just got off the porch
The dog under her feet - and barks
And he won't let me see the old woman;
Only the old woman will go to her,
He, the forest animal is more angry,
For an old woman. What a miracle
"It looks like he slept badly, -
The princess speaks to her. —
Well, catch it!” - and the bread flies.
The old woman caught the bread;
“Thank you,” she said,
God bless you;
Here for you, catch!”
And pouring to the princess,
young, golden
The apple flies straight...
The dog will jump, squeal ...
But the princess in both hands
Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom
Eat an apple, my light.
Thank you for lunch…”
The old lady said
Bowed down and disappeared...
And from the princess to the porch
The dog runs and in her face
Looks pitifully, howls menacingly,
Like a dog's heart is aching,
As if he wants to tell her:
Drop it! - She caress him,
Trembling with a gentle hand:
“What, Sokolko, what is the matter with you?
Lie down!” - entered the room,
The door was softly closed
Under the window for the yarn village
Wait for the owners, but looked
All for an apple. It
Full of ripe juice
So fresh and so fragrant
So ruddy golden
Like honey poured!
You can see through the seeds...
She wanted to wait
Before lunch; did not endure
I took an apple in my hands
She brought it to scarlet lips,
Slowly bit through
And swallowed a piece...
Suddenly she, my soul,
Staggered without breathing
White hands lowered
Dropped the ruddy fruit
Eyes rolled up
And she's under the image
Fell head on the bench
And quiet, motionless became ...

Brothers at that time home
returned in droves
From youthful robbery.
To meet them, howling menacingly,
The dog runs to the yard
The way shows them. “Not good! —
The brothers said - sadness
We don't pass." We galloped
They enter, gasp. ran in,
Dog on an apple headlong
With barking rushed, got angry
Swallowed it, fell off
And I died. drunk
It was poison, you know, it is.
Before the dead princess
Brothers in heartbreak
Everyone bowed their heads
And with the prayer of the saint
Raised from the bench, dressed,
Wanted to bury her
And they thought. She,
As under the wing of a dream,
So quiet, fresh lay,
Just not breathing.
Waited three days, but she
Didn't wake up from sleep.
Having created a sad rite,
Here they are in a crystal coffin
The corpse of a young princess
Put - and the crowd
Carried to an empty mountain
And at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On iron chains there
Carefully screwed
And fenced with bars;
And, before the dead sister
Having made a bow to the earth,
The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;
Suddenly went out, a victim of malice,
Your beauty is on the ground;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
We loved you
And for the dear store -
Nobody got it
Only one coffin.”

On the same day, the evil queen,
Good news waiting
Secretly took a mirror
And she asked her question:
“I am, tell me, dearest of all,
All rouge and whiter?
And heard back:
“You, queen, there is no doubt,
You are the sweetest in the world
All rouge and whiter.

For your bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, the world is jumping.
No how no! He weeps bitterly
And whoever he asks
All his question is wise;
Who laughs in his eyes
Who will rather turn away;
To the red sun at last
The good guy turned:
“Our light is the sun! You walk
All year round in the sky, you drive
Winter with warm spring
You see us all below you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Didn't you see anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?
I am her fiancé." "You are my light"
The red sun answered, -
I did not see the princess.
Know that she is no longer alive.
Is it a month, my neighbor,
Somewhere I met her
Or a trace of her noticed.

Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
Only a month seemed
He chased after him pleadingly.
“Month, month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness
round-faced, light-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are watching you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?
I am her fiancé." "My brother,"
The clear moon answers,
I did not see the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my queue.
Without me, the princess, apparently,
Ran." — “How insulting!” —
The king answered.
The clear moon continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, maybe
The wind knows. He will help.
You go to him now
Don't be sad, goodbye."

Elisha, not discouraged,
Rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You drive flocks of clouds
You excite the blue sea
Everywhere you fly in the open,
Don't be afraid of anyone
Except for one god.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen anywhere in the world
Are you a young princess?
I am her fiancé." - "Wait,"
The violent wind answers,
There, behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
It has a deep hole;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The coffin is rocking crystal
On chains between poles.
Can't see any trace
Around that empty place;
In that coffin is your bride."

The wind ran away.
The prince began to sob
And went to an empty place
For a beautiful bride
Watch one more time.
Here she comes and got up
In front of him is a steep mountain;
Around her the country is empty;
Under the mountain is a dark entrance.
He goes there quickly.
Before him, in the mournful darkness,
The coffin is rocking crystal,
And in that crystal coffin
The princess sleeps forever.
And about the coffin of the bride dear
He hit with all his might.
The coffin was broken. Virgo suddenly
Revived. Looks around
Astonished eyes;
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
“How long have I been sleeping!”
And she rises from the grave...
Ah! .. and both sobbed.
He takes her in his hands
And brings it into the light from the darkness,
And, talking pleasantly,
On their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!

At home at that time without work
The wicked stepmother was sitting
In front of your mirror
And talked to him
Saying: “I am the sweetest of all,
All rouge and whiter?
And heard back:
“You are beautiful, there are no words,
But the princess is still nicer,
Everything is blusher and whiter.”
Evil stepmother, jumping up,
Breaking a mirror on the floor
Ran straight through the door
And I met the princess.
Then her longing took
And the queen died.
They just buried her
The wedding was immediately arranged
And with his bride
Elisha got married;
And no one since the beginning of the world
I have not seen such a feast;
I was there, honey, drinking beer,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.