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“Kolobok“ in verses of

of
Somewhere on a forest edge
In one old izba
there Lived a woman and there lived the grandfather,
Was it by one hundred years.

Once before a lunch
Between themselves conduct conversation:
- Something is hungry, the old woman,
Was overlooked where a top crust?
wants to be eaten it is sensitive. Bake
to me Kolobok.

- I cannot bake to you,
We do not heat two days the furnace, there is no
grain and there is no flour,
A in pans spiders. - Scratch

on a box, Set
to mice to rustle,
On corn bins a dung,
Perhaps you will be able what to find.

And was made by the granny.
Here took a feather at babble,
On corn bins rumpled,
also scared up the Handful of flour. Maslits`s
added,
And in the furnace put.

Kolobochek rose
I a flush was poured.
got it
I in sour cream From the furnace rolled in.
Put on a window,
That it cooled down a little bit.

Kolobochek lay down
I ran away into a window.
Swept it forward,
Came to gate,
For gate was gone,
- to a dorozhenk was started up In a way.

I behind the small river on a hillock
of the Hare met near a mink.
- Hi, hi, Kolobok, Kolobok a ruddy side,
Let I small absolutely
All the same you I will eat
. there is no

, do not eat, I will better sing
to You the song:
“I am a Kolobok, Kolobok
Ya on a box skreben,
On corn bins meten,
On sour cream meshen,
On a window stuzhen,
Ya left the grandfather,
Ya left the grandmother,
is easy to leave you, will not curtail
me from a way“.
I faster to run skipping
From hungry zaychishka. whether

Far a way lies,
Kolobochek everything runs
On the woods, on meadows, its
is visible here and there.

came To a ravine,
Through a ditch was rolled,
I in a ravine met a wolf,
the Wolf sat teeth clicked.

- Well and the wood, wonderful at us,
Jumps a lunch from heaven.
I Will eat you, - the wolf,
the Grey wolf, teeth said silk.

- No, you do not eat, I will better sing
to You the song:
“I am a Kolobok, Kolobok
Ya on a box skreben,
On corn bins meten,
On sour cream meshen,
On a window stuzhen,
Ya left the grandfather,
Ya left the grandmother,
Ya from a hare left,
is easy to leave you, will not curtail
me from a way“. whether

Far a way lies,
Kolobochek everything runs
On the woods, on meadows, its
is visible here and there.

Here on a meeting on the road
Went a bear to the den:
- Well and slavnenky day,
For lunch I will eat Kolobok.

- No, you do not eat, I will better sing
to You the song:
“I am a Kolobok, Kolobok
Ya on a box skreben,
On corn bins meten,
On sour cream meshen,
On a window stuzhen,
Ya left the grandfather,
Ya left the grandmother,
Ya from a hare left,
Ya from a wolf left,
is easy to leave you, will not curtail
me from a way“.
I swept quicker,
That a bear sideways did not stick. whether

Far a way lies,
Kolobochek all runs
On the woods, on meadows, its
is visible here and there.

On an opushechka in the wood
Met a red fox.
- Hi, a red fox,
Want I will accustom to drinking, the sister? Kolobok started singing
I again.

- Hi, sweet kolobochek. Well you sing
, the friend. Only I am already old
,
Became deaf of an ear,
Sit down on mine you sing a uvula
I once more.

And was made by Kolobok.
On language he to it got
I once again was going to sing.
did not manage to space out,
As got to a fox into a stomach. the Fox it did not listen to
,
A took and ate.