Again the prince walks by the sea,
From hsin Sea eye does not reduce;
Look - over flowing water
White swan floats.
"Hello, Prince you my beautiful!
Why are you silent, as a rainy day?
what grieved?» –
She tells him.
Prince Guidon her answers:
"Sadness, sadness eats me;
Wonderworks lathe
I used to like. Somewhere there is a
Spruce forest, under spruce protein;
Miracle, right, not a trifle -
Squirrel song sings
Yes all nuts chewing on,
And nuts are not simple,
All shells gold,
Kernel - pure emerald;
But, may be, people lie ".
Prince meets the Swan:
"The light of truth protein Bast;
It's a miracle I know;
Full, prince, my soul,
Do not worry; labor ministry
I provide you in friendship ".
With encouragement soul
The prince went to his home;
Just set foot on a yard wide -
Well? under high elkoyu,
sees, squirrel at all
Golden nut nibbles,
Izumrudets takes,
A nutshell collects,
Heaps equal puts,
And prisvistochkoy poet
When honest with all the people:
In vessel I, in the garden.
Amazed Prince Guidon.
"Well, thank, - he said the, –
Ah yes swan - give her God,
That I, fun at the same ".
Prince for squirrels then
He built a crystal house.
Guard him put his
And moreover, the clerk made
Strict expense nuts news.
Prince profits, protein honor.
Wind on the sea walks
And boat Wings;
He runs his waves
On the raised sails
By steep island,
Past the big city:
Guns with lighted piers,
Ship told to stick.
Pristaût to flag guests;
Prince Guidon is calling them to visit,
And their feed and water
And the answer to keep the bids:
"What do you, guests, bargaining lead
And where is now sailing?»
Mariners in response:
"We toured the whole world,
We traded horses,
All Don stallions,
And now we came out period -
And our way is far:
Past the island of Buyan
In the realm of glorious Saltan ... "
Prince then said to them,:
"Good luck to you, gentlemen,
By sea on Okiyanu
By the glorious king Saltan;
Yes tell: Prince Guidon
Sends to the king de his bow ".
Guests Prince bowed,
We came out, and set off on a journey.
To the Sea Prince - a swan there
Already walking on the waves.
Prince pleads: soul-de requests,
And pulls and carries ...
Here again, it is his
Suddenly sprayed all:
The prince turned round fly,
And I flew down
Between the sea and the sky
The ship - and climbed into the slot.
Wind cheerfully noisy,
Vessel fun runs
Past the island of Buyan,
In the realm of glorious Saltan -
And the desired country
Here it is visible from a distance;
Here came ashore guests;
Tsar Saltan is calling them to visit,
And behind them at the palace
Flew our heart of oak.
sees: beaming in Zlate,
Tsar Saltan sits in the House
On the throne and the crown,
With a sad Duma on his face.
A weaver with Babarikha
Yes curve with povaryhoy
Near the king sitting.
Evil toads look.
Tsar Saltan reviews planting
At his desk and asks:
"Oh you, hosted-gentleman,
L went long? where?
Okay eh overseas il bad?
And what in the light of a miracle?»
Mariners in response:
"We toured the whole world;
Overseas habitation is not bad;
In the light Well that's what a miracle:
The island lies on the sea,
Grad on the island worth
C zlatohlavыmy churches,
The EMA to gardens;
Spruce growing before the palace,
And under her crystal house;
Squirrel lives there hand,
Yes Zateinitsa what!
Squirrel song sings
Yes all nuts chewing on,
And nuts are not simple,
All shells gold,
Kernel - pure emerald;
Servants squirrel guard,
Serve as her maid different -
And the charge of clerk clerk
Strict expense nuts news;
Give her the honor of the army;
Of shells poured coin
Yes float around the world;
The girls pour emerald
In kladovыe, to spud in;
All that rich island,
Izoʙ net, everywhere Chamber;
And sitting in it, Prince Guidon;
He sent you a bow ".
Tsar Saltan marvels miracle.
"If only I was alive,
Wonderful island'll visit,
In Hvydona pohoschu ".
A weaver with a cook,
With Swat Baba Babarikha
They do not want him to put
Wonderful island visit.
grinning ispodtiha,
Says the king weaver:
"What's marvelous? Well, here!
Squirrel chews pebbles,
Mosques and piles of gold
rakes emeralds;
This not surprise us,
truth eh, say whether.
In the light there is another miracle:
Bulges turbulent sea,
boils, will raise howl,
Rush ashore empty,
Overflow in a noisy race,
And found himself on the banks,
In scales, as the heat of grief,
Thirty-three knights,
All handsome daring,
giants young,
Everyone is equal, how selection,
They djadka Chernomordik.
GOOD BOOK