And currently patrol roam!
L bayut truth or lie,
Diva I do not see here.
In the world there are eh diva?
Here comes the rumor is true:
Beyond the Sea Princess has,
That you can not take the eye:
During the day the light of day overshadows,
At night, the ground covers,
Month by oblique shines,
A star burns on her forehead.
But she had something majestic,
acts, if peahen;
What it is saying,
Slovno rechenka zhurchyt.
Rumor can be true.
it is a miracle, Oh yes miracle ".
Guests intelligent silent:
To argue with a woman does not want to.
Miracle of Tsar Saltan marvels -
A prince, though angry,
But he spared eyes
His old grandmother:
He is buzzing over it, spinning -
Right on the nose it gets,
Nose stung hero:
On the nose jumped blister.
And again went anxiety:
"Help, for god's sake!
Guard! hunt, hunt,
To strangle ego, to…
now! pozhdi little,
Guess!... "A bee on the window,
Yes quietly in his inheritance
He 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!
Why are you silent, as a rainy day?
what grieved?» –
She tells him.
Prince Guidon her answers:
"Sadness, sadness eats me:
people get married; I look,
Not only married, I go ".
- “And who on the mind
You have?»-« Yes in the world,
They say, princess has,
That you can not take the eye.
During the day the light of day overshadows,
ground lights at night -
Month by oblique shines,
A star burns on her forehead.
But she had something majestic,
acts, if peahen;
Sweet it is talking,
Budto rechenka zhurchyt.
Only, full, the truth is my only weapon?»
Prince with fear waiting for a response.
Swan white silent
AND, thought, He speaks:
"Yes! There is such a girl.
No woman no gloves:
With white handle not stryahnesh
Do not for a belt zatkneshy.
I serve you some advice -
listen: about all this
Ponder you by,
Not repent would then ".
Prince swears it became prev,
That the time for him to marry,
What about everything
He changed his mind by;
That the passionate soul is ready
For beautiful princess
He has to walk from here
Though far away.
swan here, deep breath,
Molveno: "Why far?
Know, close your destiny,
After all, this princess - I ".
then she, waving wings,
I flew over the waves
And on the beach from a height
Lowered into the bushes,
roused, brushed herself off
And the princess turned:
Month by oblique shines,
A star burns on her forehead;
But she had something majestic,
acts, if peahen;
What it is saying,
Slovno rechenka zhurchyt.
Prince princess hugs,
To the white chest presses
And it is probably
By sweet mother of his.
Prince at her feet, beseech:
"Empress-native!
I chose a wife himself,
Daughter obedient to you.
We ask both permitted,
your blessing:
You bless the children
Live in the council and love ".
Above the head of their submissive
Mother with the miraculous icon
Tears pouring and says:
"God you, children, reward ".
Prince not long going,
The princess married;
They began to live happily ever after,
Yes offspring wait.
Wind on the sea walks
And boat Wings;
He runs his waves
On the swollen 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.
He 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,
No wonder we traded
unspecified item;
And the way for us is far:
Back home to the East,
Past the island of Buyan,
In the realm of glorious Saltan ".
The prince then he uttered:
"Good luck to you, gentlemen,
By sea on Okiyanu
By the glorious king Saltan;
Yes remind him,
their lord:
To us, he promised to visit,
A hitherto not met -
I am sending him to his bow ".
Guests on a journey, and Prince Guidon
I stayed at home this time
And his wife has not left.
Wind cheerfully noisy,
Vessel fun runs
Past the island of Buyan,
K empire famous Saltana,
And a familiar country
Here it is visible from a distance.
Here came ashore guests.
Tsar Saltan is calling them to visit,
guests see: in a palace
The king sits in his crown.
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,
GOOD BOOK