Russian bogatyrs. Epics
Fairy tales about Russian heroes
© Anikin V. P., Obr. Text, 2015.
© Registration Publishing House "Rodnichok", 2015
© AST Publishing House, 2015
* * *Nikita Kozheyaka
In the old years, a terrible snake from Kiev appeared from Kiev. Many people from Kiev dragged into his Berloga, dragged and poked. I dragged the snakes and the royal daughter, but did not eat it, but firmly fix the locked in my burgroge. Felt behind the printed house of a small dog. How the snakes will fly to the fishery, Princess will write a note to his father, to the mother, gives a notch of the dog on the neck and send her home. Dog's notch attribute and bring the answer.
Here is the king and the queen write Tsarevna: find out about the snake who is stronger. She became princess to pret and served.
"There is," Snake says, "in Kiev Nikita Kozhemyaka is stronger than me.
As the snakes went to the fishery, princess and wrote to his father, to the mother note: there is de in Kiev Nikita Kozhemyak, he one stronger snake. Send Nikita me from unwinding me.
The king of Nikita himself was squeezed and he himself went to ask him to help out their daughter from severe capture. At that time, the meal of the leather at once twelve oxides. As Nikita King saw, - scared: Nikita's hands trembled, and he ripped all twelve leather at once. It was angry here, Nikita was frightened and made him a loss, and, how much, he was asking for his king and the queen to go out to the princess, did not go.
So I came up with the king with the queen to collect five thousand juvenile orphans - mastered their snakes, - and sent them to ask for the skin to free all Russian Earth from the Great Loose. The leather was clenched on orphan tears, he himself was silent. He took three hundred pinds of hemp, mounded her stem, the whole stumpy wrapped around and went.
Nikita is coming to the serpentine burgrel, and the snakes locked and the birings fell.
- Get out better on the pure field, and not that I get all your burgrel! - said Kozhemyaka and began to scatter his hands in his hands.
He sees the snakes of trouble a noneless, it is nowhere to hide, went into a clean field. Like a long time, they briefly beat, only Nikita fell a snake to the ground and wanted to choke him. He became a snake to pray Nikita:
- Do not beat me, Nikitushka, to death! There is no stronger with you in the world. We divide the whole light equally.
"Good," Nikita said. - It is necessary to pave them before intermittently, so that later the neighbor was left.
Made Nikita Sava in three hundred pounds, the snake in her, and began to lay it from Kiev in between, the furrow to advently. The depth of that furrow in two sootains with a quarter. Nikita came to the furrow from Kiev to the Black Sea itself and says the snake:
- We divided the land - now let's share the sea so that there is no dispute about the water between us.
Steel to divide the water - Nikita Nikita Snake in the Black Sea, and there he was drowned.
Having made the Holy Dawn, Nikita was rare in Kiev, began to mive again, did not take anything for his work. Tsarevna has grown to his father, to the mother.
Frozen Nikitin, they say, and now in some places in the steppes you can see. It is worth the solar shaft into two height. The peasants are plowing, and the furrows do not break down: leave it in memory of Nikita Kozhemyak.
Ivan-Tsarevich and White Polyanin
In some kingdom, in some state there was a king. This king had three daughters and one son, Ivan-Tsarevich. The king was and died, and Ivan-Tsarevich accepted the crown. As the neighboring kings learned about the neighboring kings, now the unnecessary troops were collected and the war went on him.
Ivan-Tsarevich does not know how to be. Comes to his sisters and asks:
- kind of my sisters! What should I do? All kings climbed the war to me.
- Oh, you, brave warrior! What was afraid? How does the White Polynin fight with Baba-Yagoi - Golden Naga, thirty years with a horse does not get it, does not know Riddy?
Ivan-Tsarevich immediately saddled his horse, put on the rolling rolling, took a sword-Clapiene, a spear, a spell and rolling and drove up against the enemy.
No clear falcon flies on the flock of geese, swans and on the gray scrap, the Ivan-Tsarevich attacks the enemy's army. Not so much with a sword beats how much the horse is bay. I interrupted all the host of the enemy, grown into the city, Loeful to sleep and slept for three days in a non-darling bed.
On the fourth day I woke up, went to the balcony, looked into the clean field - the kings more than that troops collected and again under the most walls approached.
Tsarevich sealed, goes to his sisters.
- Ah, sister! What should I do? One power was destroyed, the other under the city stands, the former threatening forest.
- What kind of warrior you! A day fought yes three days without waking slept. How does the White Polynin fight with Baba-Yagoi - Golden Naga, thirty years with a horse does not get it, does not know Riddy?
Ivan-Tsarevich ran into the white stables, saddled the good horse of the Bogatlish, put on the rolling rolling, the sword's sword was gone, he took a spear in one hand, to another - a silk flutter and drove against the enemy.
No clear falcon flies on the flock of geese, swans and on the gray scrap, the Ivan-Tsarevich attacks the enemy's army. Not so much hits how much of his bays. He broke the ruin-power of the Great, grown home, lean to sleep and slept an incombuse six days.
The seventh days woke up, went to the balcony, looked into the pure field - the kings more than that troops were collected and again the whole city was overthrown.
Ivan-Tsarevich goes to the sistems.
- kind of my sisters! What should I do? Two forces destroyed, the third under the walls stands, still threatens.
- Oh, you, brave warrior! Some days fought yes six without waking slept. How does the White Polynin fight with Baba-Yagoi - the golden nagow, thirty years from the horse does not get it, does not know the Riddy?
Gorky seemed to Tsarevich. He ran into a white stable stable, saddled his kind horse of Bogatyrsky, put on the rolling rolling, gloomed the sword-Klastren, took a spear in one hand, to another - a silk spruce and left against the enemy.
No clear Falcon flies on the herd of geese, swans and gray womb, attacks Ivan-Tsarevich on the enemy's army. Not so much hits how much of his bays. He broke the ruin-power of the Great, grown home, lean to sleep and slept a nine day with an incredible bed.
For the tenth days woke up, urged all ministers and senators.
- Gentlemen My ministers and senators! I decided to go to other people's countries, look at the White Polyana. I ask you to judge and crawl, all the matter is dealt with truth.
Then I said goodbye to the sisters, sat on the horse and drove into the road. How long is it briefly - he drove into the dark forest. She sees - the hut stands, in that hut, the old man lives. Ivan-Tsarevich went to him.
- Hello, grandfather!
- Hello, Russian Tsarevich! Where is God carries?
"I myself do not know, but wait, collect my faithful servants and ask them."
The old man performed on the porch, played in the silver pipe - and suddenly began to fly to him from all sides of the bird. They applied them apparently invisible, the black wander all the sky was covered. The old man shouted with a loud voice, whistled by a well-braced point:
- The servants of my faithful, birds are flying! Did not see what they did not hear about the White Polyanin?
- No, did not see the view, they did not hear the layer.
"Well, Ivan-Tsarevich," says old man, "you go to my older brother now, he may say you." On, take the tangle, let them go to them: where the balloon rolled, there and the horse directions.
Ivan-Tsarevich sat on his kind horse, shoved the tangle and drove after him. And the forest is all the dark and dark. Carevich comes to the hut, enters the door. In the hut, the old man sits - gray-haired as Lun.
- Hello, grandfather!
- Hello, Ivan-Tsarevich! Where do you hold the way?
- I am looking for a white polarin, do you know if he?
- But wait for, I will collect your faithful servants and ask them.
The old man performed on the porch, played in the silver pipe - and suddenly various animals came together from all sides. I shouted with a loud voice, whistled by a well-brain point:
- My faithful servants, beasts gusting! Did not see what they did not hear about the White Polyanin?
"No," the beasts answer, "they did not see the view, they did not hear the layer.
- Well, will count the difference: maybe not everyone came.
Beasts were calculated - no wolf curve. The old man sent to look for her. Immediately ran the messengers and led her.
- Talk, wolf curve, don't you know a white polarin?
- How can I not know him, if I also live with it: he beats the troops, and I eat dead corpse.
- Where is he now?
- In the pure field on the Big Kurgan, sleeps in the tent. He fought with Baba-Yagoi - the Golden Naga, and after the battle of Besle to sleep for twelve days.
- Conduct Ivan Tsarevich.
The wolf ran, and after said Tsarevich Prskala.
He comes to the big mound, enters the shutter - White Polynin is strong sleep.
A long time ago one person lived, not rich not poor. He had three sons. All three beautiful, like a month, let's have learned, the mind was gained, they did not have bad people.
The older Tonguch-Batyr was twenty-one, the middle Ortartar Batyr is eighteen years old, and the younger Kendja Batyr is sixteen.
One day, his father called his sons to himself, sat down, stuck everyone, stroked his head and said:
- My sin, I am not rich, property that will remain after me, you don't have enough for a long time. Do not wait for me more and do not hope. I brought up in you three qualities: first, they grow up with healthy - you became strong: secondly, we gave you a weapon - you became a skilled copper; Third, he taught you nothing to be afraid - you became brave. I also give you three covenants. Listen and do not forget them: be honest - and you will live calmly, do not brag - and you don't have to blush from shame; Do not be lazy - and you will be happy. And about everything else take care of yourself. I prepared for you three horses: crowned, raven and gray. Your Sumy filled with edible supplies for a week. Happiness you have ahead. Go to the road, go to see the light. Without moving the light, you will not be able to go into people. Go catch the bird of happiness. Goodbye my sons!
Having said so, his father got up and left.
Became brothers gathered on the road. In the morning, it was too early to sit on the horses and went on the road. The whole day was driving the brothers and left far, far away. By evening, we decided to relax. Peeled with horses, filed, but before you go to bed, agreed so:
The place here is deserted, it is not good if everything is precisely. We divide the night for three guards and will take turns to protect O peace of sleeping.
No sooner said than done.
At first, he began to duty the elder brother Tonga h, while others went to bed. Long sat tonguch-batyer, playing with a sword and looking at the lunar light in all directions ... there was silence. Everything was like a dream. Suddenly, noise was heard from the forest. Tonguchi stuck sword and prepared.
Not far from the place where the brothers stopped, there was a lair of a lion. Having a smell of people, the lion rose and went out into the steppe.
Tonguch-Batyr was sure that he would cope with Lvom, and, not wanting to bother his brothers, ran toward. The beast chased him.
Tonguch-Batyr turned around and, by hitting the lion with a sword on the left paw, defeated him. The wounded lion rushed to the Tonguch-Batyr, but he again bounced and hit the beast from all over the scope. Lion fell dead.
The tonguch-batyer sat down on a lion, cut out a narrow strip out of his skins, rejuvenated with her under the shirt and, as if nothing had happened, he returned to sleep brothers.
Then, in turn, the middle brother Ortartach-Batyr stood on guard.
Nothing happened to his duty. After him, the third brother Kenja-Batyr got up and guarded the peace of his brothers until dawn. So passed the first night.
In the morning, the brothers came down again. We drove a long time, drove a lot and stayed in the evening in the evening. A lonely wave poplar was standing at the foot, a spring was made under the popul from the ground. Near the spring was a cave, and the king of snakes lived behind it, Ager, Sultan.
Bogati did not know about the kite km. They calmly attached horses, cleaned their scraper, asked them to feed, and they themselves sat down. Before you go to bed, they decided to dudge, as in the first night. At first, the older brother of Tonguch-Batyr was on duty, the middle brother Ortartacha Batyr came after him.
The night was Moon, silence reigned. But the noise was heard. A little later, from the cave crawling ashhar sultan with his head, like a corner, with a long, like a log, torso to the rod to the sore.
Ortartacha Batyr did not want to disturb the dream of the brothers and ran into the steppe away from the spring.
Having hated a person, Agercar-Sultan chased him. Ortartach Batyr jumped to the side and hit the king of the snakes sword on the tail. Split at the place of Ajdar Sultan. And the bogatyr was illuminated and hit him on his back. Heavy wounded king snake rushed to Ortarta Batyr. Then the hero of the last blow committed to him.
Then he cut out a narrow strip out of his skins, she was bombed under her shirt and, as if nothing had happened, he returned to his brothers and sat down in his place. It was a queue to duty to the younger brother Kenja-Batyr. In the morning the brothers again went on the road.
They drove through the steppes for a long time. At sunset, drove up to a lonely hill, peeled with horses and settle down. The bonfire was burned, dinner and again became. Allowed in turn: first the elder, then the average, finally the turn reached the younger brother.
Kendja Batyr sits, protecting the dream of his brothers. He did not schedule that fire in the fire went out.
It's not good to remain without fire - I thought Kenja-Batyr.
He climbed to the top of the hill and began to look around. In the distance from time to time there was a light.
Kenja-Batyr sat on the horse and drove to the other side.
He was driving for a long time and finally drove to a lonely house.
Tears Kenja-Batyr from the horse, quietly on tiptoe approached the window and looked inside.
The room was light, and on the focus in the boiler was cooked chowder. Around the hearth was sitting twenty. All had dark eyes, stacked eyes. It can be seen, these people plucked something unkind.
Kendja thought:
Wow, gathered here gang robbers. Leave them and leave - no matter, does not apply to do so honest person. I will try to freeze: I'll look at him in trust, and then I will make my job.
He opened the door and entered. Rogues grabbed the weapon.
Mr., "said Kenja-Batyr, referring to Ataman Robbers, I am an insignificant your slave, originally from the distant city. Until now, I have done small things. For a long time I already wanted to stick to some kind of a mustache, like yours. I heard that your mercy. It goes here, and hurried to you. Do not see what I am young. One hope for you, that you will take me. I know a lot of different skills. I know how to dig a subpople, I can look out for and explore. I am fit in your business.
So skillfully led the conversation of Kendja Batyr.
Ataman Shaiki replied:
- Well did what came.
Applying hands to the chest, Kendja Batyr bowed and sat around the fire.
Summer squinted. Wood.
That night the robbers decided to rob the Shah treasury. Hairred, all sat on the horses and drove.
Kendja Batyr also went with them. After a little time, they drove up to the palace garden, got off her horses and began to consult how to get into the palace.
Finally, they were talking like this: at first, Kendja Batyr climb through the wall and literals whether the guard is sleeping. Then the rest of one by one climb through the wall, let down to the garden and they will gather there to immediately break into the palace.
Rogues helped Kendja Batyr climbed onto the wall. Batyr jumped, looked around the garden and, finding that the guard was sleeping, found an arba and rod to the wall.
Then Kenja-Batyr climbed onto the arma and, having drowned his head because of the wall, said: the most convenient time.
Ataman ordered the robbers one after another climb through the wall.
Already only the first robber will be a belly on the fence and, bumping his head, prepared to pork on the armpue, Kendja Batyr swung yes as the sword was swollen on her neck, and the head of the thief was swollen.
Peeze, "Kenja-Batyr ordered, handed the body of the thief and dropped it down.
In short, Kenja-Batyr bare heads to all robbers, and then went to the palace.
Quietly passed Kendja Batyr past the sleeping guards into the hall with three doors. Ten girls-servants were on duty, but they also slept.
Nobody noticed, Kendja Batyr entered the first door and found himself into a richly decorated room. Silk curtains embroidered with punch flowers were hung on the walls.
In the room on a silver bed, covered with white cloth, slept beauty, more beautiful than all colors on Earth. Quietly approached the Kendja Batyr, removed the golden ring with her right hand and put it in his pocket. Then he returned back and went out into the hall.
Well, we will examine the second room, what are the secrets? - Kenja Batyr said to himself.
Opening the second door, he found himself in a luxuriously cleaned room, decorated with silks, embroidered bird images. In the middle, on a silver bed, surrounded by a dozen maid girls, lay a beautiful girl. Because of her argued the month and the sun: who of them she took her beauty.
Kenja-Batyr quietly removed the bracelet and put in his pocket. Then returned back and went out into the same Ail.
Now you need to go to the third room, I thought.
Here decorations were even more. The walls were removed with raspberry silk.
On a silver bed, surrounded by sixteen beautiful maid girls, slewor slept. The girl was so charm that even the queen itself AISZ, a wonderful morning star, was ready to serve her.
Kenja-Batyr quietly pulled out the girl's right ear with a pleasant earring and put it in his pocket.
Kenja-Batyr came out of the palace, passing through the fence, goal to the horse and went to the brothers.
The brothers have not wake up yet. So Kendja Batyr sat to Sri, playing by a sword.
Raw. The warriors were breeding, saddled her horses, sat down and went on the road.
A little later, they drove into the city and stopped in the caravansera. Tying the horses under the canopy, they went to the teahouse and sat down there to relax at the tea kettle.
Suddenly he was herald and announced:
- Having ears yes listen! Tonight in the palace garden someone cut off the head of twenty robbers, and the Shah's daughters were gone on one golden thing. Our Shah wished all the people from Mala to Great to help explain to him an incomprehensible event and point out who hero who committed such a heroic act. If someone in the house has visitors from other cities and countries, you must immediately bring them to the palace.
The owner of the Caravan Saraj offered his guests to appear to Shah.
The brothers rose and slowly went to the palace.
Shah, having learned that they are strangers, ordered them to a special room with a rich decoration, and Vizier instructed to reveal the mystery.
Vizier said:
- If you ask right, they may not say.
It is better to leave them alone and overheard what they will talk about.
In the room where the brothers were sitting, besides them, there was no one. Here they were spread the tablecloth, they brought different dishes. The brothers began to go.
And in the adjacent rest silently, Shah and Vizier were sitting and eavenned.
We were given meat of a young lamb, "said Tonguch-Batyr, - but he, it turns out, was signed with a dog. Shahi do not disguise and pins. And here I am surprised: from Bekmes the Spirit is human.
"Right," said Kenja Batyr. - All Shahs Blooders. There is nothing incredible if human blood is mixed in Bekmes. I am also surprised by one thing: the pellets on the tray are laid out how only a good baker can lay.
Tonguchi Batyr said:
- It must be so it is. That's what: we called us here to find out what happened in the Shah Palace. Of course, we will ask us. What do we say?
"We will not lie," said Ortartach Batyr. We will tell the truth.
"Yes, it's time to tell about everything we saw in three days on the road," answered Kenja-Batyr.
Tonguchi Batyr began to tell how he fought with Leo on the first night. Then he took off his brain from the lion's skins and threw in front of the brothers. Following him, Ortartacha Batyr also told about what happened in the second night and, removing himself from the skin of the king snake, showed it to the brothers. Then the Kendja Batyr spoke. Talking what happened on the third night, showed the brothers taken by gold things.
Here Shah and Vizier learned the mystery, but they could not understand what the brothers say about meat, bekmes and pellets. Therefore, they first sent the shepherd. The shepherd came.
Tell the truth! - said Shah. - Barashka, what did you send yesterday, fed a dog?
"Oh sovereign!" The shepherd pleaded. - If I have a life, I will tell.
"I ask you, tell the truth," Shah said.
The shepherd told:
- I had a sheep in winter. It's a pity I became a lamb, and I gave his dog. She focused him. Yesterday I sent just this lamb, because others, besides him, I did not have everything, everyone was already taken away.
Then Shah ordered to call the gardener.
Tell the truth, "Shah told him, - Did Bekme
winged human blood?
Oh my sovereign, "the gardener replied," there was one event, if I have a life, I will tell you the whole truth.
"Say, I'll say you," Shah said.
Then the gardener told:
- Last summer, someone has sought each night to steal the best grapes left for you.
I discarded in the vineyard and became a box. I look, someone goes. I hit the baton with a mischief. Then he dug a deep hole under the vine and buried the body. The next year, the vine broke up and gave such a crop that grapes were more than leaves. Only the taste of grapes turned out to be a little different. Fresh grapes I did not send you, but bokekmes.
As for the tortillas, they laid them on the tray of the Shah himself. It turns out that Father Shaha was a baker.
Shah entered the heroes in the room, greeted and said:
"Everything you told turned out to be true, and therefore you liked me even more." I have a request for you, expensive guests-hero, listen to her.
"Speak," said Tonguch-Batyr, - if suitable
we are your request, we will fulfill her.
I have three daughters, but there are no sons. Stay here. I would give out my daughters for you, would arrange a wedding, would have convened the whole city and forty days would treat all the pilaf.
"You say very well," said Tonguch-Batyr, "but how we can marry your daughters when we are not shaky children, and our father is not rich at all."
Your wealth is mined by reign, and we are brought up in labor.
Shah insisted:
- I am the Lord of the Country, and you brought up your father with the work of your hands, but since he is a father of such warriors, as you, what is he worse? In fact, he is richer me.
And now I am the Father of the Girls, in front of which I cried in love Shahi, the powerful lords of the world, - I stand in front of you and crying, begging, I suggest you your daughters in my wife.
The brothers agreed. Shah arranged a feast. Forty days have drank, and young warriors began to live in the Shahsky Palace. Shah most of all loved the youngest son-in-law of Kendja Batyr.
Once Shah welded to relax in the chill. Suddenly, the poisonous snake crawled from Aryka and was already going to bite Shah. But Kendja Batyr arrived. He grabbed the sword from the sheath, destroyed the snake in half and threw aside.
Kendja Batyr did not have time to put the sword back into the sheath, Shah woke up. In his soul danced doubt. He is already dissatisfied with the fact that I gave my daughter for him, "I thought Shah," he all turns out to be, he plunges to kill me and wants to become Shah himself.
Shah went to his visitor and told him about what happened. Vizier has long been thawed to the hectares and waited only a convenient case. He began to bore Shah.
Without asking me for advice, you gave out some
pagrants favorite daughters. But now your favorite son-in-law wanted to kill you. See, with the help of tricks, he will still destroy you.
Shah believed the words of Vizier and ordered:
- planted, Kenja-Batyr to prison.
Kenja-Batyr was put in prison. Sealed, labored a young princess, the wife of Kendja Batyr. She cried all day, and her rosy cheeks were blocked. Once she rushed his father to his feet and began to ask him so that he would free his son-in-law.
Then I told Shah to bring Kendja Batyra from prison.
Here you are, it turns out what cunning, "Shah said. - How did you decide to kill me?
In response, Kendja Batyr told Shah a parrot history.
Story Parrot
Shah once lived. He had a favorite parrot. Shah loved her parrot so much that he could not live without him for a single hour.
Parrot spoke Shah nice words, entertained him. Once a parrot asked:
o My homeland, in India, there is father and mother, brothers and sisters. For a long time I live in captivity. Now I ask you to let me go for twenty days. I fly to my homeland, six days there, six days back, eight days I will stay at home, I will tell on my mother and father, on brothers and sisters.
No, "Shah answered," if I let you go, you will not come back, and I will be bored. "
Parrot began to assure:
- Sovereign, I give the floor and cut it.
"Well, okay, if so, I let you go, but only for two weeks," Shah said.
"Farewell, somehow turned around," Parrot was delighted.
He flew out of a cell on the fence, spread with everyone and flew to the south. Shah stood and looked after him. He did not believe that the parrot would return.
The parrot at six days flew to his homeland - India and locked parents. The poor thing was rejoiced, fluttered, frolicked, flew from a slide on a slide, from the branch to the branch, with from a tree on a tree, swimming in the green of the forests, visited his relatives and acquaintances and did not even notice how two days passed. It is time to fly again in the unborn, in a cage. It was hard to part with his father and mother, brothers and sisters.
Minutes of fun replaced the clock of sorrow. Hung wings. Perhaps it will be possible to fly again, and maybe not.
Reliable familiar gathered. All regretted the parrot and advised not to return to Shah. But the parrot said:
- No, I gave a promise. Can I disrupt my word?
"Eh," said one parrot, "when you saw,"
so that the kings fulfill their promises? If your Shah was fair, did he hold you fourteen years in conclusion and only fourteen days released to the will. Have you born to live in captivity? Do not release freedom from the hand to deliver to someone entertainment! Shah's luteness is more than grace. It is unwise and dangerous to be close to the king and tiger.
But the parrot did not obey the Soviets and was going to fly away. Then Mother Parrot spoke:
- In this case, I will give you advice. In our places the fruits of life are growing. Who wakes at least one fruit, he immediately turns into a young man, the old man becomes young man again, and the old woman is a young girl. Take you by Shah the precious fruits and ask him to let you go to the will. Perhaps there will be a sense of justice in it and he will give you freedom.
All approved advice. Immediately brought three fetus life. The parrot spread with relatives and acquaintances and flew to the north. Everyone watched him after having hoped great hopes in the heart.
The parrot at six days flew to the place, handed a gift with Shah and told what kind of properties are fruit. Shah gladly, promised to free the parrot, gave one fruit to his wife, and the rest put in the Pial.
Vizier shook envy and anger and decided to turn the case in a different way.
While you do not eat the fruits brought by a bird, let's test them first. If they are good, to eat them is never late, "said Vizier.
Shah approved advice. And Vizier, improving the moment, intensified a strong poison of the fruit of life. Then Vizier said:
- Well, now let's try.
- Brought two peacocks and gave them to bite the fruit. Both peacocks immediately abhor.
"What would happen if you ate them?" Said Vizier.
"I would also die!" Shah exclaimed. He tighten from the cell of the poor thing-parrot and touched him his head. So the poor female parrot received a reward from Shah.
Soon the Shah was angry with one old man and decided to execute him. Shah ordered him to eat the remaining fruit. As soon as the old man eaten him, he immediately grown black hair, new teeth were cut, the eyes were blocked by a young shine and he took the form of a twenty-year-old young man.
I understood the king, which took a parrot in vain, but it was too late.
And now I will tell you what happened while you
sleaf, - said in conclusion Kenja-Batyr.
He went to the garden, brought the snake torshed in half from there. Shah began to apologize for Kenja Batyr. Kenja Batyr told him:
"Mr., let me go home with my brothers to my country." With Shahams it is impossible to live in good and peace.
How much Shah begged, nor stacked, the warriors did not agree.
We can not be courtiers and live in the palace of Shah. We will live our work, "they said.
"Well, then let my daughters stay at home," Shah said.
But daughters spoke in vain:
- We will not part with the husbands.
Young warriors returned to his father together with their wives and healed a happy life in contentment and work.
Epic. Ilya Muromets
Ilya Muromets and nightingale-robber
Ilya from Murom went round early, and I wanted to get into the solar Kiev-hail. His frisky horse rows a little lower than the clouds of walking, higher than the forest of standing. And soon he drove the bogatyr to the city of Chernigov. And under Chernihiv stands the enemy the power is unmept. There is no walking aisle, no equestrian passage. The enemies of the hordes are selected to the fortress walls, the Chernihiv is climbing-ruinous.
Raised Ilya to the unpretentious rati and began to beat the rapist-invaders like the grass to mow. And the sword, and a spear, and a heavy palette4, and the horse is the hero of the enemies. And nausea nailed, he tried the power of the enemy, the Great.
The gates in the fortress wall were distraught, Chernihiv went out, Bogatyr was lowered and called him a governor into Chernigov-hail.
"For the honor of you, men-Chernigov, thanks, yes, not with my hands to sit in Chernigov," Ilya Muromets answered. - I hurry into the solar Kiev-hail. Specify me the road straight apart!
"The deliverant you are ours, a glorious Russian Bogatyr, thicket, a straightened road to Kiev-hail. Okolny, now go hiking and drive equestrian. Near the black mud, the Robber Robber settled, Odikmantev son settled at the Smorodinka River. Sits a robber on twelve oaks. Sweets the villain in a nightingale, shouting in the animal, and from the nightingale dance yes from the cry of the animal grass-Murawa, the whole, looser flowers are tremendous, dark forests are clone to Earth, and people lie to the ground! Do not drive that expensive, nice bogatyr!
I was not listened by Ilya Chernigov, went dear to the way. He drives up to the smorodinka river yes to the dirt black.
He noticed his nightingale-robber and began to whistle in a nightingale, shouted in the animal, sought the villain in a snake. The grass was silent, the flowers sat down, the trees were baptized, the horse began to stumble under Ilyoy.
It was angry with a bogatyr, swung on the horse of Ruttle Shelkova.
- What are you, Wolf Fly, herbal bag, stumble? I did not hear, it can be seen, saying the nightingale, spitched snake and cries the animal?
Himself grabbed the tight onions discreet and shot in the nightingale-robber, poured the right eye with his hand right monsters, and the villain fell to Earth. He gentle the bogatyr of the robber to the saddle bows and the tall of the nightingale along the pure field past the Logova Solovney. They saw the sons and her daughter, as the father carry, tied to the saddle bow, grabbed the swords and Rhotina, ran the nightingale-robber to help out. And Ilya stood them, scattered and, not a bag, began to continue his way.
Ilya came to the solar Kiev-hail, on the wide yard princely. And the nice prince Vladimir Krasno Sunny with the princes of the pneaks, "with the boyars honorable and with the heroes can just sat down for the dining table.
Ilya put his horse in the middle of the courtyard, he himself entered the table of the dining room. He put the cross in writhing, bowed to the four sides of the scientist, and the most princess is a great one.
Prince Vladimir to ask:
"You're from, kind well done, what is your name name, are important for patronymic?"
"I am from the city of Muroma, from the suburban village of Karachair, Ilya Muromets."
- How long have you good done, did you leave Murom?
- Early in the morning I left Murom, "Ilya answered," I wanted to dinner to sleep in Kiev-hail, and on the road, the way was dressed. And I was driving the road directly past the city of Chernigov, past the river currants and black mud.
The prince went out, frowned, looked unclell:
Passionate - arrogant, subordinate.
- You, a man, a village, mock our eyes! Under Chernihiv there is an enemy of Raint - the power is unmept, and neither walking, no equestrian there is no passage or there is no passage. And from Chernigov to Kiev, a straight road has long overlooked, Izyushel. Near the river currants and black mud sits on twelve oaks the robber of the nightingale, Odikmantev son, and does not miss any hiking, nor equestrian. There and the bird-falcon does not fly!
Replies to those words Ilya Muromets:
- Under the Chernihiv enemy's army, everything besides it, and the nightingale-robber in your yard wounded, recently cooked to the saddle.
Because of the table, the prince Vladimir jumped out, threw a fur coat on one shoulder, a hat sabol on one ear and ran into the red porch.
I saw the nightingale-robber, to the saddle bowward:
- Make-up, nightingale, salt, shine, shouting, dog, is the animal, hanging, robber, in a snake!
- Not you, prince, Polonil, won. I won, Ilya Muromets broke me. And I do not obey anyone, except for him.
"Orders, Ilya Muromets," says Prince Vladimir, "to witness, scream, sink a nightingale!"
Ilya Muromets ordered:
- Sevecrees, nightingales, in the half of the nightingale, shrill in the Polkrica of the beser, hanging in half the snake!
- From the wound bloody, - Solovy says, - My mouth is dry. You kept pouring me to the tea of \u200b\u200bgreen wine, not a small charger - one and a half buckets, and then I fell to Prince Vladimir.
Brought the saltworker to the Wine to the Robber Wine. He took the villain to Char with one hand, drank the charger for a single spirit.
After he saw in a full whistle in a nightingale, shouted in a full cry of the animal, hurt in full spike in a snake.
There are stuffs on the teremes, and the slopes in the Teremes crumbled, all the people who were in the yard are in the courtyard. Vladimir-Prince Standard-Kyun Kunya fur coat is hidden and pouring crawl.
Ilya Muromets became angry. He sat down at the good horse, took out the nightingale-robber in a purely field:
- You are full, the villain, people to root! "And cut off the nightingale buyne's head."
So much a straw-robber and in the world lived. On that tale about him and ended.
Ilya Muromets and Idolische Pogan
I was left somehow Ilya Muromets far from Kiev in a clean field, in a wide part of it. Shot there geese, swans and gray clarops. He met him in the way the elder Ivanishche - Kalika disturbing. Asks Ilya:
- Have you long from Kiev?
- Recently I was in Kiev. The prince of Vladimir with Apraxia is bad there. Bogatyrey in the city did not happen, and came Idolische Pogano. Growth as a hay shock, glazes as a cup, in shoulders oblique sage. Sits in the princely chambers, treats, the prince with the princess smokes: "That feed yes it will bring!" And to defend them some.
- Oh, you, early Ivanishche, "says Ilya Murometh," because you are expensive and stronger me, only the courage and there is no breath! You take off the dress Caratia, we will change for a while we take.
Ilya dressed in the dress Caratia, came to Kiev on the Princely Courtyard and cried with a loud voice:
- Give, prince, gracious calica overlooking!
- Why Gorlopani, Nishchylina?! Go to the dining room. I will get hunting with you! - shouted in the idolish window Pogano.
In shoulders oblique soap - wide shoulders.
Nishchylin is a contemptuous appeal to the thread.
Bogatyr entered the hubby, became the pendant. Prince and Princess did not recognize him.
And idolis, breaking down, sitting at the table, smiles:
- Did you see, Kalika, helya Ilyushka Murom? Does he grow up, do it? Does it remember and drinks?
- Height, Dorobism Ilya Murometh just like me. Bread eats he on the village of the day. Green wine, standing beer drinks around the Abychard a day, the way it happens.
- What is he warmed? - laughed idoliste, sorted out. - Here I am a bogatyr - just eat a roasted bull-triplet, I drank green wine on the barrel. Meeting Ilyuk, the Russian hero, on his palm I will put it, another prince, and the dirt remains from him yes water!
At that praise answers the calika disturbing:
- Our ass was also a rumor pig. I ate a lot, drank, as long as she was not broken.
They did not want those speeches Ideolzów. He threw the arched * a bouquet knife, and Ilya Muromets was dumbfounded, drank from a knife.
The knife was stuck in an endwinter, rolled up with a crash in Songy flew out. Here Ilya Muromets in the lapotopes yes in the dress Caushery grabbed idolism of Pogatan, raised him above his head and threw a boast-rapist about the brick floor.
So much idolis and lived. And the mighty Russian Bogatyr Slava sing the age of the century.
Ilya Muromets and Kalin King
The prince of Vladimir honors feast and not called Ilya Muromets. Bogatyr on Prince was offended; He went out to the street, tightly tightened, began to shoot in church making silver, in the crisses gilded and shouted by the guys Kiev:
- Collect the crosses of gilded and silver church making, carry in Crooked - in the Pety House. We will start your pic-council on all men of Kiev!
Prince Vladimir Standard-Kiev was angry, ordered to plant Ilya Muromets in a deep cellar for three years.
And Vladimir's daughter ordered to make the keys from the cellar and secretly from the prince ordered to feed, drink a glorious hero, sent him the punching pillows.
A lot of whether it was not possible to have time, rushing a messenger from King Kalina to Kiev.
He shook the door waving, without demand, drove into the princes, Terem, threw a letter to Vladimir. And in the literacy it is written: "I drove to you, Prince Vladimir, soon to clear the streets of Strevetsky and large courtyards princess, but instructing all the streets of the beer of foam, honey and green wine, so that there was something to be in Kiev in Kiev. And you will not fulfill the order - the penis on yourself. Rus I will show off the fire, Kiev-city in ruin ruin and you from the princess of death predies. I give a deadline for three days. "
I read the prince of Vladimir Dick, shown, sealing.
Walks along the hubber, roney tears combustible, flipped with a silk handkerchief:
- Oh, why I planted Ilya Muromets to the cellar deep yes, he ordered that cellar to fall asleep with yellow sand! Look, no now in the lives of our defender? And other heroes in Kiev now. And there is no one to stand for faith, for the land of Russian, no one stand for a common hail, defend me with the princess and my daughter!
"The prince's father-prince Standard-Kiev, did not execute me, allowing the word to express," Vladimir's daughter said. - Alive is our Ilya Muromets. I was secretly silent from you, I fed him, hurt. You forgive me, the daughter of unauthorized!
"The clever you are wise," Vladimir Prince's daughter praised.
She grabbed the key from the cellar and ran for Ilyona Muromers. He brought him to the chambers of Belokamenny, hugged, kissed the hero, treated with sugar dishes, I saw overseas with sweet wines, said these words:
- Do not heart, Ilya Muromets! Let it be between us, it would be better. Intigated us trouble-adversity. Calin-king's dog came to the source of Kiev, brought the hordes of indispensable. It is threatened to ruin Russia, to shoot the fire, to ruin the city, the city of all Kievans to complete, and there is no one today. Everyone on the obstacles stand yes in the drive drove. For me all the hope of me, the glorious Bogatyr Ilya Muromets!
Once Ilya Muromets is checked, to treat for the princely table. He soon went to his yard. First of all, he held his horse of things. The horse, full, smooth, well-groomed, joyfully called when he saw the owner.
Couple to your Ilya Muromets said:
- Thank you for Holly Horse, I was bothering!
And he became a horse to sit. First imposed
potnacles, and on the studders imposed felt, on the felt of the saddle Cherkasy incliny. Tightening twelve silk grooves with whine boulipes, with a buckle of gold, not for the beauty, for a meal, for the fortress of the Bogatyrs: the silk grooves stretch, do not rush, the bully is negle, it is not breaking, and the red gold buckles do not rust. Ilya himself was equipped with Bogatyrs' military armor. The cloth with him is a bouquet, the spear of a long-term, rejected by the sword of the fighting, grabbed Shaguh Zaporozhnaya and drove into a purely field. He sees the forces of Basurman under Kiev a lot of many. From the shouting of a human man, the human heart is sadden from the ringeling of the horse. Wherever you look, nowhere else of the end-edge of the strength of the enemy does not see.
Piel Ilya Muromets, rose to a high hill, looked in the direction of Eastern and saw a far-distant tent white-floor tents. He sent there, rejuvenated the horse, sentenced: "It can be seen, there are our Russian warriors there, they do not know about the misfortune."
And soon, drove up to the tents of Belopolotnik, went to the shutter of Samson Samson Selfov, his godfather. And the warriors at that time have lunch.
Ilya Muromets said:
- Bread Yes Salt, Holy Svyataruski!
Answered Samson Samoilovich:
- And then, perhaps, our glorious Bogatyr Ilya Muromets! Sing with us dine, Salt's breads to taste!
Here I got warriors on the back of the legs, with Ilya, the Murom got greet, hugged him, they kissed it three times, they were invited to the table.
- Thank you, brothers Crusades. I did not have dinner, but brought the gratitude, sad, - Ilya Muromets said. - It is worthwhile at Kiev, the power is unmept. Calin-king threatens our capital city to take yes to burn, the Kiev men rising everyone, wing, daughters to catch in half, to ruin the church, Prince Vladimir with the apraffsis-princess of evil death to betray. And I came to call you to rejuvenate!
The speeches answered the warriors:
"We will not become, Ilya Muromets, a horses to saddle, we will not go, we will beat, to ridden for Prince Vladimir, yes for Princess Apraquesia. They have a lot of close princes and boyar. The Grand Duke of Standard-Kiev will feed them and complaints them, but we have nothing from Vladimir with the Koriyevaya Apraxia. Do not persuade us, Ilya Muromets!
I don't like Ilya Muromtsu those speeches. He sat down on his good horse and drove up to Horde to the enemy. He became the power of enemies to the horse to trample, a spear to prick, swear to chop yes beat with a shelopa. Beats-striking without tired. And the horse Bogatyrsky talked by the language of human:
- Do not beat you, Ilya Muromets, the power of enemy. There is King Kalina mighty warriors and the glazers are removed, and in a clean field dug deeply. As we believe in the subpopher - from the first subpoint I will jump out and from the other subpoint and you, Ilya, I will carry out, and from the third subpoint I will jump out, but I do not take you out.
Those speeches Ilya did not hear. He picked up a silk flutter, began to beat the horse on steep thighs, sentence:
- Ah you are a dog modified, wolf meat, herbal bag! I feed, I sing you, I'm careful, and you want to destroy me!
And then she asked her horse with Ilyona to the first subcople. From there, the loyal horse jumped out, he carried the hero. And again began to bogger enemy strength to beat, like the grass to mow. And another time she asked the horse with Ilyona to a deep subtop. And from this subpay, a frisky horse issued a hero.
Beats Ilya Muromets Basurman, sentences:
- Do not go and your grandchildren to have to go to fight the great eyelids on Russia.
At that time they asked for a horse in a third deep subcoptee. His loyal horse jumped out of the subpar, and Ilya Murom did not make it possible. The enemies of the horse were scored, but did not give a loyal horse, he rode away in a clean field. Then dozens of warriors, hundreds of warriors attacked the subcutter to Ilya Muromets, tied up, told him his hands-legs and led to the tent to the king Kalina. I met his Kalin-king gently-friendly, ordered to unleash-discover the hero:
- Saddy, Ilya Muromets, with me, King Kalin, for a single table, eat, what the soul will wish, drink my drinking brewing. I will give you a precious, ladies, how easy it is, the golden treasury. Do not serve the prince of Vladimir, but serve me, King Kalina, and you will be my neighboring prince-boyar!
Looking the Ilya Muromets on the king of Kalina, grinned unfinished and said:
"I will not sit with you for a single table, I will not eat your Kushanyev, I will not drink your drinking dogs, I don't need to ask the precious, not needed and the bridal golden treasury. I will not serve you - the dog King Kalina! And he will continue to be faithful to the truth, to defend the Great Rus, stand for solar Kiev-hail, for his people, yes for Prince Vladimir. And I also say you: you are stupid, dog Kalin-Tsar, if you mnich in Russia find dedicator trains!
Wrapped the door-curtain carpet Yes, away from the tent jumped out. And there are the guards, the guards of the royal clouds fell on Ilya Muromets: who with the jackets, who with the rods are treated to tie unarmed.
Yes, it was not here! Mighty bogatyr was drunk, fitted: Raskidal-stated Basurman and slipped through the enemy strength-tore in a clean field, into a wide part of it.
I whistled by the Bogatyrsky Bind, and, where neither take, came running to his faithful horse with armor, with equipment.
Ilya Muromets left for a high hill, pulled onion tight and sent Calen Arrow, sentenced himself: "You fly, Calen Arrow, in Bel Tent, Paddy, arrow, on the white chest to my shaggy, slipping and make a small scratch. He will understand: it can be loud in battle. " I got an arrow in Samsonov Tent. Samson-Bogatyr awakened, jumped up his legs and shouted with a loud voice:
- Get up, warriors mighty Russian! I flew from Calen Arrow's gadget - the message is sad: it took him a sideboard in battle with Sarcins. He would not have sent an arrow. You saddle, not a bag, good horses, and we will go to fight not for the sake of Prince Vladimir, but for the sake of the Russian people, to the revenue of Nice Ilya Muromtsu!
Soon, twelve heroes came to the profog, and Ilya Muromets with them in the thirteenth. They fell on the hordes of the enemy, knubled, tritted horses all the irrelevant power, the King of the King of Kalina was taken to full, brought to the chambers of Prince Vladimir. And the KALIN-KING counted:
"I don't execute me, Prince Vladimir Stolly-Kiev, I will give you a tribute to pay and I will order my children, grandchildren and great-grandchildren eternal on Russia with a sword not walk, but with you to live in the world. In that we will sign a diploma.
There is older-epic and ended.
Nikitich
Dobrynya and Snake
Dobrynya grew up to full age. It was awakened in it a fighter of the Bogatyr. The Dobrynya Nikitich was at a good horse in a purely field to travel yes snakes with a rolling horse to pull off.
Roda Matushka, honest widow of Afima Alexandrovna, spoke him:
- My Dietatko, Dobrynyushka, do not swim in the hour-river. Angry-river angry, angry she, sweep. The first in the river jet, like fire, sees, from another jet of the sparks roll up, and from the third jet, the smoke pilot will be. And you are not needed to go to the far mountain Sorochinskaya yes walk there in the snake-cave snakes.
Young Dobrynya Nikitich his mother did not obey. He went out of the chambers of white-named on a wide one, to a spacious courtyard, came to the stable at the stall, took the horse of the Bogatyrsky yes began to sit down: first put the aircraft, and the felt was imposed on the port, and Sedyushko Cherkasy, silk felt, decorated with twelve silk lips. The buckles at the rods are a clean of gold, and the spikes at the buckles are bellows, not for the sake of the sake of the sake, but for the sake of the fortress: as soon as shelk does not break, the Bulat will not be angry, the red gold is not rusting, the boat on horse is sitting, does not grow old.
Then he adjusted to the saddle of the Quiver with arrows, took a tight the Bogatyr onions, took a heavy flock and a spell's spear. A couple clicked a cupboard, told him in the marched to be.
It was seen how it was sitting on the horse, and it is not visible how the yard went out, only the dusty smoke fused the pillar in the womb.
Dobrynya went with a coupler in the pole. Neither geous, nor swans, nor gray bruises met.
Here he drove the boys to the poch-river. The horse was underwent under the good one, and he himself was signed under the trump. I wanted good young people swimming. He tears from the horse, removed the roadside, told the pork of the horse to know how to feed with silk grass-game, and he sang in one thin linen shirt from the shore.
Floats and completely forgot that Matushkaya acquainted ... And at that time, just from the east side, the trouble rolled out from the east side: shelling the snake-buttery about three heads, about twelve trunks, the sun was eclipsed by the sun. I coal in the unarmed river, rushed down, crumbled:
"You're now, Dobrynya, in my hands." I want - I will want to fire with fire, I will want to take it into full, I will take you to the mountains of Sorochinsky, in the deep holes in the serpent!
Sports sparkle, the fire of the palette, is getting laid by the truncations of good well to grasp.
And Dobrynya is promundable, dying, talked from the tricks of snakes, duggy dived, but emerged from the shore itself. Rose into the yellow sand, and the snakes behind him flies. Looking for a well done Armor Bogatyrs, than him with a snake, a monster to rejuvenate, and did not find a couple or a horse, nor martial gear. A pair-side of the snake-grinder was frightened, the horse himself was convinced and his armor hung away.
He sees Dobrynya: the case is wrong, and there is no time to think so to guess ... I noticed the hat with the Earth of the Earth Greek on the sand, soon I quickly stuffed the hat with yellow sand and threw the three-way cap in the opposite. Fell snakes on the crude land. Jumped the hero of the snake on the white chest, wants to sow it. Here is the frowning monster of the chemolya:
- Young Dobrynyushka Nikitich! You are not Bay, do not execute me, let go of the living, unharmed. We will write with you records. Another of themselves: not fighting eternal, do not rid. I will not fly on Russia, ruin the villages with crops, I will not take people into full of people. And you, my older brother, do not go to the Mountains of Sorochinsky, do not hook with a frisky horse of small snakes.
Young Dobrynya, he was gullible: Lying speeches obeyed, let the snake on Voloye-free, on everything on four sides, he himself soon found a cupboard with his horse, with equipment. After it was rare home and my mother lowered low:
- Mother's sovereign! Bless me in the root service of the Bogatyr.
His mother blessed, and drove Dobrynya to the Solar Kiev-Grad. He came to the princely courtyard, tied the horse to the post to the exact one, whether the rings were gilded, he himself entered the chamber of white-named, the cross put it in writing, and the bows of led acrust: all four sides were low, and the prince with the princess in the disservice . Friendly Prince Vladimir Guest met yes asked:
- You're sculpture, doomed good well done, whose childbirth, from what cities? And how are you called, Major on isotchin?
"I am from the glorious city of Ryazan, the son of Nikita Romanovich and Afimia Aleksandrovna - Dobrynya, Son Nikitich. I came to you, the prince, in the service of rational.
And at that time, Prince Vladimir the tables were fascinated, the princes, the boyars and Russian mighty warriors were singing. Vladimir Prince Dobryna Nikitich, at the desk at the honorable place between Ilya, Muromers, and Danube Ivanovich, brought him to Stew Zelen wine, not a small charger - one and a half buckets. He took the Dobrynya Chara with one hand, drank the charger for a single spirit.
And Prince Vladimir Meanwhile on the dining room, Hornyeza grew, the sovereign displaced:
- Oh, you are Goy Esi, Russian mighty warriors, I don't live in joy now, in sorrow. Lost my favorite niece, young fun Putyathic. She walked with mothers, with nannies in the Green Garden, and at that time he flew the snake-Goryunischi over Kiev, he grasped the fun with Putyathic, mounted above the forest of standing and hollow on the mountains of Sorochinsky, in the cave deep snakes. There would be some of you guys: you, princes of popliteal, you, boyars near, and you, Russian mighty warriors, who would go to the Mountains Sorochinsky, helped me from Polon Snake, rescued the wonderful fun Putyathic, and would you comfort me and the princess aprakcia would comfort? !
All princes yes boyars are silent.
The greater is buried for the average, medium for smaller, and there is no response from the smaller and the answer.
Here and fell on the mind of the Dobryn Nikitich: "But I broke the serpent commandment: it's not to fly to Russia, it's not to take people into full-time people - if he broke, he broke the fun Putyath." He left behind the table, bowed to Vladimir's prince and said these words:
- Sun of Vladimir-Prince Standard-Kiev, you throw this Mother on me. After all, the serpent of Gorynych my brother acknowledged me and a century didn't swear to the land of Russian and in full did not take it, but he broke the oath of the commandment. I and go to the Mountains of Sorochinsky, cut off the fun Putyath.
Prince listened to the prince and walked:
- You comforted us, good well done!
And Dobrynya lowered to all four sides, and the prince with the princess in Sobitu, then went to the wide yard, sat on the horse and went to Ryazan-city.
There, Mother asked for the blessing to go to the Mountains Sorochinsky, to cut out from the policeman's serpentic captives.
The mother of Afimya Aleksandrovna said:
- Go, native dyatyatko, and my blessing will be with you!
Then she filed a flutter of seven silks, she served an embroidered handkerchief and spoke to his son as such:
- When you come with a snake to rided, your right hand will put out, will be pulled out, the white light in the eyes will be lost, you will drive a handkerchief, and the horse will remove all the tired, and the power of you will triple the horse, and over the snake craft Semishelkova - He will abandon crude land. Here you are Rvi-Ruby all snake trunks - all the power will deplete snake.
Lowly kept Dobrynya with his mother, honest widow Aphim Alexandrovna, then sat down at the good horse and went to the Mountains of Sorochinsky.
And the frown snake-the Gorry school learned the good one for the collapse, flew out, became fire to fool and fight-tore. They fight an hour and the other. Broke horse hijacked, stumble began, and Dobryni had a right hand smashing, in his eyes the light was died. Here and remembered the Bogatyr Maternal Ass. I myself dried with an embellished handkerchief of the whitebodynaya and horse cut. It was his faithful horse jumping three times more than the previous one. And Dobryni had all the fatigue, his strength tripled. He suffered time, waved over the snake of Semishelkova's snake, and the power of the snake was exhausted: he fell as raw land.
Rwal-chopped Dobrynya Snake trunks, and at the end he cut off all three heads from the Pogato monster, pulled the sword, hung away with all the serpents and went to the deep holes of the snakes, destroyed the constipation of strong, released a lot from Polona, \u200b\u200bled everyone to the will .
Litted Fun Putyful on the White Light, planted on the horse and brought to the solar Kiev-hail.
Knuckle led to the chambers, there the bow was written in writing: on all four sides, and the prince with the princess in a disserval, it was a scientist with a scientist:
"According to yours, the prince, I traveled to the mountains of Sorochinsky, disassembled-worn a snake lair. The most snake-grinding snakes and all small snakes shaped, released the people of darkness to the sky, and rescued your favorite niece, young fun with Putyathic.
Prince Vladimir was Rad Radyosek, he hugged the good Nikitich well, kissed him in the mouth of sugar, the honorable was in place.
At the joy, the prince of the honors of the PI-T-Taming at all princes-boyar, on all the warriors of the powerful glorified.
And everyone on Tom Peir was died, we were eaten, they glorified the heroism and the delete of the hero of Dobryni Nikitich.
Dobrynya, Ambassador of Prince Vladimir
T-shifting of the prince walks in full-pir, guests are sitting in a trip. One Prince Vladimir Standard-Kiev Sea Pelennin, Neradostin. On the dining room, he cares, the sovereign speaks: "I left the care-sadness about the beloved niece of fun with Putyathic, and now one more trouble has happened: it requires Khan Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich Tribute to the Great for twelve years, including the records between us were written. He threatens Khan War to go, Kohl Dan will not give. Here and needed the ambassadors to send Bakhtiyarovich to Bakhtiyar, take the tribute to the exits: twelve swans, twelve drafs and a guilty, and the tribute in itself. So I think who sent me to send? "
Here all guests beyond the tables of Priusalkli. Big begins for the average, the average is bursting behind smaller, and there is no response from the smaller and the answer. Then the near boyar rose:
"You let me, prince, wonder."
"Speak, boyar, we will listen," Vladimir-Prince answered him.
And boyar began to say:
- Go to the Khan land - a considerable service, and it is better to send it better as the good Nikitich da Vasilla Casimirovich, and to assistants to send Ivan Dubrovich. They led them, as in the ambassadors walk, and know how to behave with Khan.
And here, Vladimir-Prince Standard-Kiev poured three spells of green wine, not small spells - in a year and a half buckets, raised wine with honey standing.
The first to Chara brought Dobryna Nikitich, another Char - Vasil Kasimirovich, and the third charger - Ivan Dubrovich.
All three herors got up on the backs of their legs, took the Chair with one hand, drank for a single spirit, lowered the prince bowed, and all three were swallowed:
"We will define your service, the prince, we will go to the land of the Khan, give your diploma of the opposite, twelve swans as a gift, twelve and Dani-exits for twelve years of Bakhtira Bakhtiyarovich.
Served the prince Vladimir Ambassadors a guy and ordered to submit to Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich twelve swans, twelve drafues, and then poured a box of pure silver, another box - red gold, the third boxed pearls: Dani Han for twelve years.
At the same time, ambassadors were sitting on good horses and went to the land of Khan. They ride the day in the Red Sun, go to the night in the bright month. Day Beyond the day, like rain rains, a week for a week, as the river runs, and the kind of well done is moving forward.
And they came to the land of Khan, on the wide yard to Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich.
Froken with good horses. The young Dobrynya Nikitich on the height of the door was praised, and they were included in the khan chambers of white. There, the cross was put in writhing, and the bows were scientist, they were low on all four sides, Hanu himself in a disserval.
Khan in good young people began to ask:
- Where are you from, doomed good well done? What kind of cities, what kind of birth and how to call you?
The answer kept good well done:
"We arrived from the city from Kiev, from Nice from Prince from Vladimir." Brought you Dani-Exits for twelve years.
Here and filed Hanu to a guy, twelve swans as a gift, twelve and darkens. Then a box of chista of silver was served, another box of red gold and the third pummagon box. After that, Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich ambassadors for the oak table, Kormal-Potchev, pointed and began to question:
On the heel - the lash, wide, in full swing.
- Do you have in Holy Rus from the glorious prince from Vladimir who plays chess, in expensive tales of gilded? Does anyone play checkers play?
Speak in response Dobryny Nikitich:
"I can with you, Khan, play checkers to play, in expensive tales of golden.
They brought chess boards, and became Dobrynya with Khan from the cell to the cage to reclaim. Dobrynya stepped up and the other stepped down, and closed the third khan on the third khan.
Says Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich:
- Ay, much you are, good well done, to play checkers. Before you with whom I played, everyone beat. Under another game, I will hold a deposit: two boxes of chista of silver, two boxes of red gold and two boxed pearls.
Answered him Dobrynya Nikitich:
"My business is a road, there is no silent golden treasury with me, there is no clean silver, no red gold, there is no scant pearl. Unless I put my buys my head to the mortgage.
Here Khan stepped up - unused, the other time stepped down - crossed, and for the third time Dobryna, he closed him, he promoted Bakhtiyar's pledge: two pure silver boxes, two boxes of red gold and two pummaging boxes.
Khan's hot was warm, he put a great deposit: pay Dani-exits by Prince Vladimir for twelve years and half. And for the third time, the pledge of Dobryny won. Glad loss, Khan lost and offended. He says these words:
- Glorious heroes, ambassadors of Vladimir! Which of you is far from Luke to shoot, to skip Calen Arrow on the edge of the knob, so that in half an arrow raned, but would hit the boom in the ring silver and both hollows were weighing equal.
And the twelve dozen of the warriors brought the plain Khan onions.
The young Dobrynya Nikitich takes that tight onion bursting, became Calen an arrow to impose, the guy began to pull the tent, the actant was broken as a rotten thread, and the bow grabbed, crumbled. Speak a young Dobrynyushka:
- Ay you, Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich, then the rubbish Luchishko, unsuitable!
And said Ivan Dubrovich:
"You're going-ka, my crusade, on a wide yard, bring my road onions, which is the right torture rearned.
Ivan Dubrovich onions left the right from the striving and the bow in the ward of Belokamennaya. And the guckles were attached to the bow. And now Ivanushka Bow is bothering, the goselites are playing. All the bassurmans were heard, they did not have a sofa of the eyelids ...
He takes a kind of tight onion, becomes the pin of a silver ring, and he shot the edge of the knob three times, two-boiled boot boom and got three times in a silver ring.
It was accepted here to shoot Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich. The first time he felt - neutralized, he felt the other than the same time he shot and felt the third time, but he did not hit the ring.
This Khan is not in love came, not a love. And he conceived badly: lime, to make the ambassadors of Kiev, all three heroes. And he spoke gently:
- Does any of you wish, the glorious hedgehogs, the ambassadors of Vladimirov, will compete-try to hang out with our fighters, their strength to hold?
Vasily Casimirovich Yes, Ivan Dubrovich and words to crumble, as a young Dobrynychy Epancha; Removed, straightening the shoulders mighty and went to the wide yard. There I met his boat fighter. The growth of the richr is terrible, in the shoulders slanting soap, head as a beer boiler, and the warming of fighters a lot of many. They began to boost in the court, the young Dobrynyushki pushes. And the Dobrynya repelled them, he pinched yes from himself. The terrible bogger grabbed the good one for the white hands, but they fought for a long time, they measured for force - Dobrynya was silly, grasp ... I threw it, he had a hero of his land, only the rumble went, the earth drown. At first, the fighters were horrified, hurried, and then all the squash at Dobrynu were thrown, and the struggle-fun was replaced by a fight. With a scream, yes with a weapon at Dobrynya piled up.
And Dobrynynya was unarmed was, the first hundred spread, core, and for those whole thousand.
He snatched the TV axis and began to sweat enemies with that axis. Ivan Dubrovich jumped from the chambers to him, and they began to beat the enemies together. Where the warriors will be held - there is a street, and in the direction collapsed - the lane.
The fourth is adulted, do not eat.
Hand-legs at the Khan shook, as he saw it's lucky. Somehow crawled on a wide yard and prayed, began to begged:
- Nice Russian warriors! You leave my fighters, do not ruin them! And I will give the prince Vladimir to the guilty, I will order my grandchildren and great-grandchildren with Russians, do not fight, do not scold and I will be a tribute to pay the eyelids of the eternal!
He called up the Bogatyr ambassadors to the Chamber of Belokamennaya, treated there with sugar dishes and to be a meek. After that, Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich was written by Vladimir, the Monsted Time: the events of the Eternal on Russia did not walk, do not fight with Russian, do not rid and pay tribute to the events forever. Then it was pure silver, the other WHO was embanked red gold, and the third WHO was embanked by the pitched pearl, and Vladimir sent twelve swans to Vladimir, twelve and the ambassadors spent the ambassadors. He himself went to the wide yard and after the heavens lowered low.
And the Russian mighty warriors - Dobrynya Nikitich, Vasily Casimirovich Da Ivan Dubrovich sat down in good horses and drove off the courtyard of Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich, and after they drove three warlings with the silent treasury and with gifts prince Vladimir. Day by day, how rain will rain, a week for a week, as the river runs, and the bogatyr-ambassadors are moving forward. They go from the morning to the evening, the Red Solnyka to sunset. When the supreme horses are allocated and the good items themselves are triggered, they will be taken, they put the tents of white-traded, horses will rise, they will rest, go, go, and again the way they are kidden. Wide fields are driving, through fast rivers are transferred - and here we arrived in the solar Kiev-hail.
Coupled to the princely spacious yard and got here with good horses, then Dobrynya Nikitich, Vasily Kazimirovich Yes Ivanushka Dubrovich was included in the chambers of Prince, they crossed a scientist, the bows were written in writing: all four sides were low, and Prince Vladimir Princess in Sober, and said these words:
- Oh, you are Goy Esi, Prince Vladimir Stoll-Kiev! We visited the Khan Hand, your service was guilty there. Tried Khan Bakhtiir to bow to you. - And here they were printed by Vladimir Khan diploma the opposite.
Prince Vladimir on the oak bench and read that diploma. Then he jumped on the back of his legs, began to boost, Kudri blond began to stroke, the right hand began to wave and he said lightly joyful:
- Ay, glorious Russian warriors! After all, in the letter of Hanskaya asks Bakhtiyar Bakhtiyarovich Mira, in the eve of the eternal, and there is also registered there: he will pay the tribute to us in the age of century. Here's how prexial you have made my embassy there!
Here Dobrynya Nikitich, Vasily Casimirovich Yes Ivan Dubrovich filed a prince of Bakhtiyarov Dar: Twelve swans, twelve and great tribute - WHO Pure Silver, WHO Red Gold Yes WHO Pearls.
And the prince of Vladimir was started at the joys of the honors feast into the glory of Dobryni Nikitich, Vasilla Kazyzirovich Yes Ivan Dubrovich.
And at that kind, Nikitich and Slava sing.
Alyosha Popovich
Alyosha
In the glorious city in Rostov, the father of the father of Levonthia in the consolation and the daily parents grew by the parents of Alyoshenka's favorite son.
The guy grew, Mothers not by day, but by the clock, as if the dough was risening on his octar, the strength of the fortress was poured.
On the street he began to tackle, with the guys to play games. In all the guys rags, the ataman jacket was: brave, funny, desperate - violent, dead head!
Sometimes the neighbors complained: "I can't hold it in the stakes! Take, shoot a son! "
And the parents of the soul in the Son did not care and said in response: "I will not do anything with rigorism, but he will grow up, he indignant, and all the pranks - leprosy as a hand!"
And Ros Alyosha Popovich-Youth. And he became at the age. He rushed on the horse, learned to own a sword. And then came to the parent, his father bowed and began to ask for a farewell-blessing:
- Blessed me, Parent-Batyushka, go to the solar Kiev-hail, serve the prince of Vladimir, to stand on the heads of the Bogatyrs, to defend our Enemies.
- We did not care with the mother that you will leave us that it will be no one to conquer our old age, but on the family, it is clear that it is written: you are tightly worse. Then a good deed, and for good things to accept our blessing parent, you don't bless you on thin things!
Alyosha went to the wide yard, went into the stable at the stall, took the horse of the Bogatyrian and began to sit down. At first, he imposed the players, put the felt on the tubers, and the Cherkasskoye Sedochiko felt, tightly tightening the silk, the gold buckles were fastened, and busty bunties. Everything is not for the sake of the pains-bass, but for the sake of the fortress of the hectares: how Silk does not break, the Bulat will not be nervous, the red gold does not rust, the boys sits on the horse, does not grow old.
Lathods were put on the flaws, buttons were stuck with pearls. Moreover, put a bodger bobbin on himself, took the armor all the boys. In the fibement of the tight onion, the twelve arrows of the boiled, I also took the root of the Bogatyr and a spear, the Klasman was cocked by a sword, did not forget to take a sharp leggown. A snitch vote shouted a cupboard Evdokimushka:
- Do not fall behind, followed by me! And only saw the delete of good well done, as he sat down at the horse, but they did not see how he was gone from the courtyard. Only dusty curren rose.
How long did the path continued, much if the road lasted a lot of time, and Alyosha Popovich arrived with his couple of Evdokimushki to soil Kiev-hail. They disappeared not expensive, not a gate, but gone through the walls of the city, past the tower on a wide one on the princesses. Alosha spoiled from the good horse, he entered the chambers of Prince, the cross put it in writing, and the bows were a scientist who was lowered: all four sides were low, and Prince Vladimir Yes Princess Apraksin in Sobitu.
At that time, Prince Vladimir started the honors feast, and he ordered his departures - the servants faithful to put Alyoshu from a bash pillar.
Alyosha Popovich and Tugarin
The glorious Russian warns at the time in Kiev is not from the rays of elk. The princes with boyars came up on the feast, and everyone sit awesome, gratuled, the brown heads hung, drowned the eyes in the oak floor ...
At that time, at that time, with the noise-crash, the door on the fifask swung and entered the chamber of the table Tugarin-Dog. The growth of Tugarin is terrible, his head as a beer boiler, glazes like a cup, in shoulders - oblique soap. The images of Tugarin did not pray, with princes, he did not greet the boyars. And Prince Vladimir with Apraxisa him lowered him, took him under his arms, planted at the table in a large corner on the bench oak, spanned, expensive fluffy carpet covered. Russell, spared at the honorable place to Tugarin, sits, grins into the whole wide mouth, over the princes, the boyars mock, over Vladimir-Prince is gangways. Yandhov drinks green wine, drinks with honey standing.
Brought on the tables of geese-swans and gray baked courses, boiled, fried. On the row of bread for a cheek Tugarin Kla, on white swan poles swallowed ...
Alyosha looked because of a baked pillar on Tugarin-Nakhalin, and I said:
- My parent, Rostovsky's pop, was a rzhorista cow: for the whole Lohani sled Saw, as long as Obuhoris did not break the cow!
Tugarine, those speeches not in love came, seemed offended. He threw a sharp knocker in Alyosha. But Alyosha - he was dirty was - on the summer she grabbed a sharp knife kinzhal, and he sits himself. And asked these words:
- We will go, Tugarin, with you in a pure field, and try the forces of the Bogatyr.
And here sat on good horses and drove into a clean field, in a wide part of it. They beat there, drose until the evening, the sun was red to sunset, nicketer nickered wounded. Tugarin's horse on the wings was fiery. The Tugarin swayed, rose on the wilt horse under the shelter and goes on time to depone, to hit the blind on top to Alyosha-fall. Alyosha began to ask, sentence:
- Some, roll, the cloud is dark! You fly, cloud, frequent rain, pans, hiding in Tugarine horse wings fiery!
And from where neither take the damage to the dark. The cloud sheds a frequent rain, borrowed-put the wings of the fiery, and Tugarin went down on a horse from the scenery of the land.
Here Aleshyanka Popovich-Yu shouted with a snatch voice, as the pipe played:
- Looking back, bass! There, Russian mighty warriors are standing. I came to my face!
Tugarin looked around, and at that time, at that time Alylezhenka jumped to him - he was awaited and the snarling was, he swung his headed his head with his head, tugar. On the match with Tugarin and ended.
Fight with basher Reli near Kiev
He turned Alesh Horse of the thing and went to Kiev-hail. It overtakes, he catch up with a squad small - Russian cereals.
Ask warriors:
"Where are you ruining the way, an unfortunate good good one, and what is your name name, most of them?"
Replies the warmer to the warriors:
- I am Alyosha Popovich. He fought, rather in a clean field with a pulp Tugarin, reading to him the head of his head and here I'm going to the solar Kiev-hail.
Alyosha is riding with the warriors, and they see: near the city of Kiev Raint-force is a bassman.
Surrounded, laid the walls of the city from all four sides. And so much forces that incorrectly missed that from the scream of Basurmansky, from the rye konsky and from the screen from the TV, the noise should be thunder, and the human heart dishes. Near the troops along the plot of the field ride the Basurman Rider-Bogatyr, stiff voice, boasts:
- Kiev-city We are from the face of the Earth, all at home and God's churches are sleeping with fire, we will put the heads, the citizens will be rising all, Boyar Yes Prince Vladimir to complete and force us in Horde in the shepherds to walk, militants to reach!
As the Basurmanskaya's unpretentious strength was heard, they heard the boastful speeches of the rider-pulverice of Alyoshina travelers-warriors, kept robust horses, mowed, kneaded.
And Alyosha Popovich Hytich-assertive was. Where it is impossible to take power, he took back there. He shouted with a loud voice:
- You're Goy Esi, a temple of the host! There are no two deaths, but one not to power. The crash is a buoyed head in battle to be folded, than the glorious city of Kiev shame to survive! We will scold on the runet-power of the finely, we will free from the great Kiev-hail, and our merit will not be forgotten, it will pass, goes about us. Glory loud: hear about us and the old Cossack Ilya Muromets, son Ivanovich. For the bravery, it will bow to us - whether it does not honor, not glory!
Alyosha Popovich-Young with his buddy brave on the enemy hordes. They beat Basurman, as the grass coar: when a sword, when a spear, when a heavy battleclock. The most important hero of the prashilatsky took out Alyosha Popovich to the sharp sword and Rusk-ripped him in half. The horror fear attacked the directions. Did no contradict, they fought where the eyes look. And the road was cleared to soil Kiev-hail.
Prince Vladimir learned about the victory and started on the joy of Py-T-Taming, but did not call on the feast Alyusha Popovich. Alyosha was offended by Prince Vladimir, turned his horse faithful and went to the Rostov-City, to his parent - the cathedral ass Rostovsky Levonthia.
THREE HEROES
(based on Russian epics and legends)
Tale of Russian heroes
And unclean power
Overtaking light speed
The mind rushes through the centuries;
In the depths of the soul of the poet
The string runs behind the string.
And fall on the pages
Lucky gray dust
Miracles and non-residents
And mysterious free.
Somehow arguing with the ocean,
Nice Russian Bogatyr
The water has crossed the glass;
And the land rang out.
And the other Salo - Tikhonya,
Rear in Bearness,
Sneaky, asked,
He drank the sea into three throats.
Third - barely felt
In the middle of high mountains
And the people were not looking forward -
Grozny Vityaz Svyatogor.
He is a sword owned and the peak,
There was no equal to him;
And the country was great
And in the zeal was kept darkness.
Russian Spirit reigned everywhere
As it was first.
Nobody miracle
It was not calm here.
Will turn out what units,
Or bird will fall out -
Svyatogor will not give mercy -
Only bones crack.
For many years he walked a ward -
Karaulyl land mother.
Rus lived for Svyatogor -
Do not offend, do not break.
All raids bassurmans
Reflected Batyr Mountain.
And in the country of great khan
Non-love god RA.
This God served as defense
Giant Rus-Earth.
In the battle of honest and open
Could not be with him.
They took bribery, deception,
Evil charms, wine;
Walked to the attacks of the ram,
Burn around Russia.
Any earth-mother tortured
Made a lot of arrows.
The days and years flew,
Grozny Vityaz aged.
It was hard to become the sinder
Fight on the slope of years
Rest with honorable at the time
And he has no rest:
Then the Rostov protection asks
Then from Kiev ambassadors.
But the earth is no longer wearing
And armor are heavy;
Do not put in stirring leg,
Do not climb the horse.
Bogatyr with prayer to God:
"Would you let me go
Behind the sea, for the oceans,
For dense forests,
For broad glade -
In blue skies.
In the country of your distant
Got a shower to the longing. "
And, frozen the mountain high,
Bogatyr gained peace.
It is said that the power of God
Since then, gone into granite;
Good stone at the foot
Mystery carefully stores.
Many wellms sweated
Shift pebbles grief
But to master this business
Not found heroes.
Who did not approach him
And the navel did not overshadow -
He did not succumb to anyone -
A century without a small stood.
Rus then changing God
New joys waited
And to the holy grief road
Dark forest overgrown.
Talismans, Alegia
The cross sweat a little,
But fires and raids
New God did not cancel.
Faith really did not grow up
Before the trouble was the trouble.
And, it happened that from the ash
The cities rose again;
Basurmen took away
Russian girls in full,
And the princes in other people's mills
Went to bow.
Only in Kiev is rich
At the Dnieper coast
Clean silver and kilt
Bought off the enemies.
Age of rest Russia did not know
But did not succumb to
Beyond the seas fought
In the controversy with Khans agreed.
For a long time they crossed
Nomadic tribes:
And the fields have suffered around
Both squads and treasures.
And with curse sorcerer
In Russia, another evil -
Fire-drying snake
Dark strength listed:
In the monster three grazers,
Three huge heads.
It was not worse
According to the testimony of Solva.
By the swamps, Leshy wanders,
Forest Mermaids Chisit -
Strong spells it comes
Weak rustling are scary.
And at the city of Rostov
Someone met with Yaga.
Says - alive, healthy,
Only hard difficulties
Yes tells in the stage,
And the head is spinning,
And from old age in Tulup
Sleeves were tested.
I myself do not seem to lie,
But the people were the audience,
That she was lucky to blast
Heavy bag.
The girl slept in that bag -
Belolitz and Slock;
A Koscheeva Dunnaman
No complete full.
Loves different fun
Half-haired skeleton;
No on the logbook
And there is no power for the snake:
Not one gone to the girl
He is for the blue sea.
Stand up
Two heroes got up.
The first to volunteered Alyosha -
Son of Rostov Pop.
For him any nos
Lighter small cloud.
No dashing boyar
Before him will not stand;
Under the sword of his Tugarin
Lost a spear and shield.
Since childhood, he is to the tight bows
Teaching was father
And, loving dispel boredom,
I heard with funny well done.
On the mind of the dream of Leleai,
In wives to track the princess,
Soon sworn snake
And gathered at war.
Equipped Sedle High
Bogatlish horse,
Yourself - under the belt wide
Raw strap
On the left sword hangs a bouquet,
Behind the shoulders onions tight ...
And I would like to the oppressive,
Yes, in the elder, became a foot.
In Teremka, the girl cries,
Fight of the night of the fire;
Bogatyr on the forest jumps,
Copper striving link.
Forest all thicker yes darker
And the paths do not see.
Where to think about the villain -
Do not suffer yourself.
So the horse shoots the ear,
Maybe he seely where to trouble?
Vityaz tears, gathered with the Spirit,
The horse went on.
Night Brere, as if Spyan,
Dying alive.
In the morning they went to the glade;
In Polyana - House is not a house -
Casoccus hut
Without the windows, without a porch.
The door sits the old woman,
Noticeable from face.
In the house cat, owl, two goose ...
Bogatyr did not become sick
Says: "Tell me, Babusy, -
Snake has flown long ago?
I would find a track to him,
We lost slightly,
Yes to eat which crumb
And waters b two chucks. "
Grandma snorted first
Having stuck, here went here,
For the order turned
But in the end, surrendered:
"For good to me, okut,
I will help you, Milk.
You did not go expensive;
You take yourself a tangle.
He's a tenth day
Will lead to a big grief;
There and snakes - my enemy sworn -
Hiding heads in hole.
But you can hardly be able
Miracle yudoo overcome
A, it will happen - will overcome -
Do not survive yourself.
How will the strength be fighting -
Let the sky go into the sky -
A friend to the revenue will begin
Smears with horse sides.
But together against the snake
Do you hardly resist
Three heads at the villain,
Know, Troy and fight. "
Did not obeyed Aleshka,
Although it was not a fool.
Woven Path - Track
Following the Babkina Club.
For the tenth day of the campaign
They came to the mountain:
Black smoke brings from the entrance,
Snake moves in hole,
Skulls around yes bone;
Horse in place is not worth it.
"Good for breakfast guests, -
Miracle Yudo says -
Forty days did not eat meat,
Even the belly led.
And hedgehogs would have ate alive,
If it was so lucky. "
"I would have a pause, alive, -
Bogatyr him in response -
You, Chuda-Yuda,
And the teeth are really not.
As if Mole was killed in Nouro -
Come on honest battle! "
Shook the big mountain
From the hole he was heard.
Tree-headed asp
Behind the two wings.
Bogatyr - for the bow oak,
Just arrogant small -
Do not get a snake heart -
Sticks in Czech.
Protecting from the villain,
Remembered Vityaz about the spear:
Heat the horse, pops up
Goal in the head of the enemy
Yes, nostril barely tickles.
Did not lie, see, Yaga
And do not reach the spear,
And do not get an arrow;
Not for life, but they fight to death,
Began snake to overcome.
Will not rise, tired,
Bogatyr hand.
He, like grandma, punished,
I threw a dwarf into the sky.
Doves arrow empty
Behind the help of Kiev-Grad,
And Popovich chuckled everything,
But he himself is not happy:
Don't beat him a villain
Do not drain with prince
And why went to the snake,
On the damned war?
In Kiev city Prinugin
Took a dove,
Nice well done Dobrynya
Sneakened horse sides,
Sportless road
Defeated in four days
And hazarded to hell,
Not driving a bare horse.
About his victories glory
In Russia has long threatened;
Flew, hit the right,
For the fire, put the shield,
I pushed a snake to the cave;
Here Alyosha jumped -
Hired on the villain,
From the ground to take strength.
Then the sword strikes
Then there is a spear with a swing;
But the enemy does not ask for mercy
Also the descent does not give.
Ten days earth burned
Under the legs of the horses.
Steel bouquet rank,
And not visible - who is stronger -
And friends are tired of fighting,
And the snake power passed.
Broke out to come together -
Do not blame the evil:
Snakes for the time of the wings will fold,
(Promised - for the whole year)
And it does not disturb it
Neither a squad or the people.
Sore, got sick,
What was in vain.
Rested, horses saddled;
I say goodbye, diverged.
Near the city of Rostov,
Returned from the war
Popads - Popov's wife -
Invited to pancakes
A charm with kvass tray
At one and a half big buckets,
To mother earth wore
And today, like yesterday.
Guests of the charm raised,
Dredging to all in a row
Yes horses again saddled
Going to Kiev-Grad,
Tell about the contract
Prisoner in war;
Although the princes and lived in a quarrel -
Everything dreamed of silence.
Prince Rostovsky, parting,
Alese's daughter promised
And to Dobryna, turning, -
On the engagement invited.
With that, they rode,
Raising dust post.
Soon the Tower of Wovel
In the pure sky blue.
For a high one
Between gardens - terme
The bridge is high over the water,
At the gate - the people of Darkness.
Good young people met
Accompanied to the palace.
Prince, forgetting my sorrows,
Gave both the ring,
Brought the chick charm
Under granular caviar
Yes, crushed gifts.
I was on that feast,
But nothing was distinguished
This time is not lucky -
Beer drank, but not got drunk -
Past of mouth, see, flowed.
Ilya Muromets
Rus - My native land -
Great cities Mother:
Not find the end and edges
And at the expense does not count.
Float unwittingly
Becoming to prominent space:
Here and falcon
And for rider space;
Here and blue lakes
Here and the rivers and the sea ...
Look not enough of the gaze -
Rus, in short.
The beast is a questionnaire
Among thickets thick,
And the plain is golden
From those of pillow;
Game flies in the sink yes cage,
Rye, wheat - in the crust;
And in the plans
Fish asks herself.
Russian people, once,
In a very long year,
Lived freely and richly
The city flourished.
Bogatyrs squirrels
Guarded them peace;
Princes to Name Day
The beer was foaming the river.
He drank everybody - did not eat,
He was even happy every thing there.
Among others allocated
Famous Kiev-Grad.
Weak here were not offended,
And for good deeds
Prince the sun nicknamed
As it says about it Solva.
At times, if necessary
Prince arranged courts;
With cities lived together
If there were no hostility.
Sometimes the Swarre happened
And unkind steps
And myrili of all - Tugars -
With Russia old enemies.
Voronene flew from the south;
Cities carried damage,
And be angry with each other
There was no reason -
Cloak global
Furious deaths raced
And in the squad combat
Well done.
But there were inconsistencies
And dashing times;
And at the beginning of our fairy tale
In Russia there was a war.
***
Not calm here, not quiet -
Moans thunder in heaven;
Radied evil famously
In dark murom forests;
And Tugarin fell,
Seam weak places;
Yes, the robber appeared
At Kalinov bridge.
Covered all roads
Cut paths;
We would ask for submenses -
Do not dare to go -
Possible poles are afraid
Yes, dichy thagian arrows.
Who wanted to get silent,
That hardly survived.
Put, intimidated,
Tribute to collect;
Paved, traveled
Cities of great mother.
Nice songs do not go
And does not please the dawn.
Is there really no way
In Russia's richy?
Hey, the heroes are removed,
Publish the honor to guests!
And the waxes went gray
In the faded ways
According to unknown tracks,
Where the wind suffered.
And go tired legs
In Karacharovo village.
There - at Murom, in hail,
Where the currants run
In a fierce shink
Kind well done sits -
Not walking son Ivan
On the nickname Ilya;
He has a wound on his heart
Bitter's Duma.
He would be happy to pull -
Shutty power to shout
Yes, do not get up, do not lift
And the sword is not kept.
Path-road broke
At a high porch;
Elders - travelers with a threshold
Included well done:
"Do you serve us to get drunk?
Do not find yourself for work.
May somehow say
Or the gods what will give. "
Ilya answered: "What gods,
I will be happy to serve
Yes my sick legs
Do not want to be friends with me.
And the hands would be a sword kylene
But it's not enough forces.
Otherwise the dog is praised
He would not demolish the head. "
"Not tillage, Ilya, about old,
About the past no regret.
You are with a special decoction
Stand-herbs take, sophisticated.
This grass from the grave
Maybe the dead to raise.
Was the strength not added?
Viguby you again
Pey, Ilya, River our ", -
Brighted the righteous gray
Feeding three times a bowl
With miraculous water.
Well done for three receptions
Everything is up to drip,
Cracked (a little hiding thunder),
Okay that did not stun
Slowly led the shoulders
And wandering the poverty
Rose a mountain over the walkers,
Already under the ceiling.
So that happiness was adrained -
Holiday mother with father;
Even the sun lights
A bright rainbow ring
The day of the dignity was playing
In the currants - rivers.
And Ilyushenka tried -
Turned hemp
Hunched the bugs yes bumps,
Threw off the stones, boulders ...
Grotting, got out of the barrel,
Do not regret back;
Elders bowed to the belt,
Behind the grass thanks to.
And the people did it
Seeing the hero:
Thirty years sat a deck,
And how rose, yes what!
Can be seen, mother-nature
The reserved was peace.
Berelched, see, up to an hour,
Forces not spending without need,
For Rus Great Savior
From the unexpected trouble.
And the hero, gathering with force,
So as not to think, do not rush,
From the bench with his post
Torn Kiev to serve:
"Kaba sword is now bouquet
Yes a good horse
And father on the target
To contact me.
Velikya trouble is knocking;
Although the glory do not chase -
I would have stood, since it happens
For offended rus. "
Mother with father, almost never arguing
Handled son on the road.
They - from joy to grief -
Only hand to stretch:
Did not have time to breathe
On his beloved son
How it's time to say goodbye -
Life in happiness is short.
Volkhov has their own way;
Who older says:
"Here behind the river at the threshold
The slide is wonderful.
Under the pea there is a dungeon,
Where the door is locked
Bogatyr horse languishes.
The door is so easy not to find:
There and the grass is not wild,
No notes, no traces;
The door of the peasant is pressed,
Weight stone in a hundred pounds.
And under it - the sword is bouling
The saint itself.
Kohl is ready for the target -
Movedavin:
Horse will serve to you
The sword from the spell will save.
See - Raven in the sky is circling -
Messenger is uncomfortable. "
Hurried Ilya on the road;
The first day goes, the second,
In the third - got out to the threshold.
That's the stone under the mountain.
Vityaz did not embarrass
Podnaloga that was forces -
Stone, shudder, rolled back -
The door secretly opened:
Steel in the sun climbed -
In the eyes of the rays burn;
In the depths of the Big Hall
Brown horse hoof beats.
On the wall of the quiver was house
And tight oak bow,
Near the helmet gilded,
Bulaw for strong hands,
Silver chain,
Two hiking boots -
Everything is planted for a friend
Only arrows - for the enemy.
"Well, it's time for your will,
On wide fields -
Try a fraction ", -
Says Kony Ilya;
Serves it will get drunk ...
And went together -
Fought with the enemy
Restore with nightingale.
Went to fields and forests,
On roads, no roads;
Ate what's under the legs
We slept right there - who could.
Unnoticed to the river,
What is called Currant.
Brown pulled into a bridle -
Restlessly visible here.
Whether the wind in the field is how
Whether the wolves in the circle agreed:
Horse hoof the ground Root,
Does not go, although they got -
Then trembling a wide crop
Robbo fighters back
It will be flooded as over a ledge,
That will be flooded not in the way.
"Do not spin, - sorry sorry,
Shouted the bromot Ilya, -
Ali you learned the snake,
Ile heard nightingry,
What a wolf flux?
Caught as the ears turned out;
I thought I would not have experience
On the trail of the fused forces?
What to fuss without
Tea we are not in small!
And no longer any bird
So not a pity and arrows.
To be alive by the impostor
Flush from bird heads.
Do not trample him - Paddy
Our Murom Grass. "
Here the foliage of the cooler,
Cried clouded
From oak, the evil spirits whistled,
Having granted a lair.
Scattered the beast and bird,
Pines are blond to the ground,
And Ilya stands, attached,
Miracle keeps in the saddle.
"This is what kind of rhe
Trembled with a half, -
Garked, inflating cheeks,
They are happiness, -
Don't you feel with me
Stupid laprink man. "
"I wanted to boast," -
Answered Ilya on a cry;
Swung in the politica,
Yes, threw the mace,
And Dicky Ptah
The gaze flew to the grass.
Bogatyr her neck
Yes to high saddle:
Do not harm him - villain
Karacharov Selu,
Don't whistle to him - enemy
Above the curor - river.
And went to Russia from now on,
Although short, but peace.
On the fields smelled mint -
Long-way to breathe ...
Capturing the Supost
Bogatyr got into the way
Bright meetings not avoiding
Dark places not bypass
His honor is protecting
Glory Russian dish.
Here and Kiev chicken
Ok chopped, carved.
Fallen Wolly defender
Straight on the feast honest.
Not inspireing all the people
The princesses have fun -
In honor of a successful hike,
Slavs a peace treaty.
Hurt - than rich,
Yes, there was enough strength.
And Ilya - up - in the chambers
Past of shops hurried.
Horse remained at the fence,
From the Palace of Nevdralex.
Sorough proximity of the sentence
Nightingale quiet in the bag -
No noise, do not die,
As a intimidated chick.
And the wine is pouring the river.
And it is not visible where the end.
New disorders are spread
Speeches loud sounds;
Houchs are not yet asked -
The strings are silent.
Boast boyars,
Competing among themselves;
At the table in the Criminal Ugon
Not one is painted Fight:
Who gripped with Gorynych,
Who bought the nightingale
Who in the campaign distinguished
Coming in two spears.
Under the shum, under conversation
Cups require pouring.
Someone boil the quarrel -
Flood is hard to divide.
However, fame for good
Like good cute.
Do not buy prince with princes
On good words;
Raise times over
Cups full of wines;
And special decree
Compass him in full.
Looked, loved
On the story of Ilya,
The full name was called
Hinted on the nightingale
What came not to boast
And not glory to borrow,
And I would like, Kohl will happen
Service Kiev to serve.
Did not believe the prince of severe
On the words Bogatyr:
Brought a bag hacking
Removed a cute loop;
"Well, show prey,
Karacharsky man.
I do not build without any affairs -
Prince noticed directly, -
I do not meet by clothes
Without cutting, not saying;
Did not lie - Issue,
According to merit, I do I
Deceived - you will go to the dungeon,
So as not to be fused.
Sew a miracle bird,
Let the people sweep. "
Bogatyr did not knock
In front of the prince did not swallow
And the robber tried -
What is urine withered.
Guests rushed at the shops,
They fought - who is where.
If there was no rent -
It would be damaged.
Bogatyr, having hired Pichuga,
Spent it with the end
And for careful merit
He was granted a ring
Accepted in Kiev to the service,
(It turned out that it was not for nothing);
And forever brought friendship
Nice three heroes;
On three shared fame,
Protecting Russia ...
But on the long-range
The prince informed Ilya.
He succeeded
And the mind is not so simple.
The rest of the turn went away -
Watch Kalinov Bridge,
Karule Miracle - Snake
Snake, in the mountain,
Yes chop him - villain,
If it comes out of the hole.
Many unclean at that time
Sinful business, divorced -
From witchcraft yes with a statement ...
You know, I suppose.
Something went out with shame
Something with chucks burned ...
And Ilya stood a ward
At the border of Russia-land;
Billed the arrow of the Supostata
On the fork of three roads:
Look what rus is rich
Not one hurried boot.
Often there was no choice
From unreasonable guests.
He cooked a horse for battle,
The sword sharpened sharp:
And his hand is fun
And the horse to run to run;
And rattle the world fame,
And bite Kiev-hail.
Only Kiev boyars
No quiet life;
Hid evil no wonder -
Do not forget the nightingale.
Gate denunciations, noby
Whisper the prince in Hmly.
And from the Kiev border
He recalls Ilya,
Yes, tells to wear a deck,
Unnecessary words not to mention
And for a year - on bread and water
Close the hero.
Year sits Ilya in dungeon,
Welcome to live - to be.
And at the Kiev border
Voronene said:
Kalin Russian people
Acute saber threatened
Dark Tamble
Cooked - furnished.
Under the mountain snake woke up -
Breathe heat and fire.
The prince under the duke bent -
On the night and the day:
Than from Kalina fight off
Like a villain lime -
Whether the snake worship,
Whether to go to the Murom?
Who ask for protection,
To whom to humble a man?
These Kalina are broken,
These messengers burned;
The whole squad ran away -
Do not call, do not collect.
Leaned, stolen
Cities of great mother.
Topchut Russian Earthy
Konya Kalina-king.
Prince the way one - in the dungeon -
Pave to the legs of the hero.
For keys sent
A ram
The door to the dungeon was rector -
Produced well done;
Dear treaty
The prince on the dish brought,
And persecuted, forgiveness
With tears asked.
The knight with the prince came down:
"What is thin to remember?
Nailed, started -
Need a snake fight.
You, Prince, go to the people -
Words beautiful do not regret
And cooks ready for the campaign,
Yes, pouch, pointers,
So that from the wind did not rushed
And fit under the saddle ... "
At sunrise they said goodbye;
The sun rose red
The wind of the cloud dispersed -
Daughter day ahead
As if there were no nights,
Like a grief - behind.
Only the heart beats alarm,
Chest mighty tester,
And hurry on the mind
Good well done horse.
There weakened squad
Sobs out of the forces:
Snake - damned enemy -
Evil spirit frightened;
And the earth goes around
And the grass fire burns:
There and many do not break through
And one will not stand.
Death breathes on the hero
Terrible fire language
But hurries on the battlefield
Karacharovsky man:
Helmet on it gilded,
Ahead of the iron shield,
Sword, in the battle, seasoned,
Brighter gold glitters.
The horse under Murom is sports -
Fir sneakes from nostrils -
Then take off, but it will seek
Wind violent speed.
Rushed, hit,
Yes, they hit from the shoulder;
And others arrived
Yes, they cut into three swords.
And Dobrynya distinguished
And Alyosha succeeded.
Long snake even smoked
And choppers.
Having committed a rite on the snake
Nice three heroes
From the borders drove into the neck
Caline-king's army.
Stack
Russian Mother Earth.
For peace in the rarence
Many people easily -
Horseside is not suggested
Hiking will not reach;
Wives, mother pay,
Honor to heroes will give;
And freedom will be ascended
And the world will come again ...
In honor of a successful campaign
Picture of the Palace,
As if there were no sadness
And did not have a misfortune.
There and Muromets crowned
With half a young.
In Russia do not write fairy tales
Without a happy end;
And what kind of feast without dance,
Without fastened wine!
He drank and having fun
And gifts made up.
I was there, but not got drunk,
And the mustache only wet.