it is a miracle, Oh yes miracle,
Can utter is true!»
Guests intelligent silent,
Arguing with her did not want.
Diva Tsar Saltan marvels,
A Guidon some angry, angry ...
He hummed and just
Aunt sat on the left eye,
And the pale weaver:
"Month!"- i tut already Blame;
all shout: "fished, hunt,
To strangle her, to…
now! wait a bit,
Wait a minute ... "And the prince of the window,
Yes quietly in his inheritance
I flew across the sea.
Prince in blue sea walks,
From hsin Sea eye does not reduce;
Look - over flowing water
White swan floats.
"Hello, Prince you my beautiful!
What are you silent, as a rainy day?
what grieved?» –
She tells him.
Prince Guidon her answers:
"Sadness, sadness eats me -
Wild b divnoe hotel
I postpone my destiny ".
- "And what's this miracle?»
- "Somewhere bulges turbulent
Okiyan, will raise howl,
Rush ashore empty,
Rasplesnetsya in a noisy race,
And found himself on the banks,
In scales, as the heat of grief,
Thirty-three knights,
All the handsome young,
giants daring,
Everyone is equal, how selection,
They guy Chernomor ".
Prince meets the Swan:
"That's what, prince, you confused?
Do not sue, my soul,
It's a miracle I know.
These marine Vitiasy
Because I take everything home.
Do not grieve the, Do not sleep,
The brothers were waiting for the guests'.
The prince went, zabyvši mountains,
He sat on the tower, and sea
He began to look; the sea suddenly
Vskolyhalosya around,
It spilled in a noisy race
I left the hills
Thirty-three knights;
In scales, as the heat of grief,
Knights come in pairs,
AND, shining-haired,
Uncle goes ahead
And leading them to the city.
From the tower, Prince Guidon escapes,
Dear guests met;
People running in a hurry;
Uncle Duke says:
"Swan sent us to you
And the orders ordered
The glorious city of your store
And get patrol.
We now ezhedenno
Together we will certainly
At the high walls of your
Out of the sea water,
So we will see soon,
And now time for us in the sea;
Hard is the air we land ".
All then went home.
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 feeds them, and waters,
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 Bulat,
Pure silver and gold,
And now we came out period;
And the way for us 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.
But tell me w: Prince Guidon
He sends his king of de 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 again: soul-de requests ...
And pulls and carries ...
Again, she did
Suddenly sprayed all.
Here it is very reduced,
Bumblebee Prince turned round,
I flew and buzzed;
Sea ship caught,
slowly down
The stern - and the gap is clogged.
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 a cook,
With Swat Baba Babarikha
Near the king sitting -
Four, all three 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,
Every day there is a miracle:
Bulges turbulent sea,
boils, will raise howl,
Rush ashore empty,
Rasplesnetsya soon run -
And will remain on the banks
Thirty-three knights,
In cheshue zlatoy burn,
All the handsome young,
giants daring,
Everyone is equal, how selection;
Old Uncle Chernomor
With them out of the sea
And displays them in pairs,
To the island to store
And get the rounds -
And that the guards are no reliable,
No hrabree, our prilezhney.
And sitting there, Prince Guidon;
He sent you a bow ".
Tsar Saltan marvels miracle.
"When I lived Only You,
Wonderful island'll visit
And the prince pogoschu ".
Cook and weaver
No gugu - no Babariha,
grinning, He speaks:
"Who is this surprise us?
People come out of the sea
GOOD BOOK