Russian folk tale “Ivan Tsarevich and the Gray Wolf. Ivan Tsarevich and the White Polyanin Ivan Tsarevich and the Swans Russian folk tale

In a certain kingdom, in a certain state, there lived a king; this king had three daughters and one son, Ivan Tsarevich. The Tsar grew old and died, and Ivan Tsarevich took the crown.
As the neighboring kings learned about this, they now gathered countless troops and went to war against him. Ivan Tsarevich does not know what to do; comes to his sisters and asks:
- My dear sisters! What should I do? All the kings rose up against me in war.
- Oh, you brave warrior! What were you afraid of? How is it that White Polyanin fights with Baba Yaga - the golden leg, does not get off his horse for thirty years, does not know rest? And you, seeing nothing, got scared!
Ivan Tsarevich immediately saddled his good horse, put on his military harness, took a treasure sword, a long spear and a silk whip and rode out against the enemy. It is not clear that the falcon swoops down on a flock of geese, swans and gray ducks - Tsarevich Ivan attacks the enemy’s army; he does not so much beat with a sword as trample with a horse; killed the entire enemy army, returned to the city, went to bed and slept for three days without waking. “On the fourth day I woke up, went out onto the balcony, looked into the open field - the kings had gathered more troops than that and again approached the very walls.

The prince became sad and went to his sisters:
- Oh, sisters! What should I do? He destroyed one force, another stands under the city, threatening more than before.
- What a warrior you are! I fought for a day and slept for three days without waking up. How is it that White Polyanin fights with Baba Yaga - the golden leg, does not get off his horse for thirty years, does not know rest?
Ivan Tsarevich ran to the white stone stables, saddled the good heroic horse, put on his military harness, girded his treasure sword, took a long spear in one hand, a silk whip in the other, and rode out against the enemy.
It is not clear that the falcon swoops down on a flock of geese, swans and gray ducks - Tsarevich Ivan attacks the enemy’s army; It’s not so much that he hits himself, but that the horse tramples him. He defeated the great army, returned home, went to bed and slept soundly for six days.
On the seventh day he woke up, went out onto the balcony, looked into the open field - the kings had gathered more troops than that and again surrounded the entire city.
Ivan Tsarevich goes to his sisters:
- My dear sisters! What should I do? He destroyed two forces, the third stands under the walls and threatens even more.
- Oh, you brave warrior! I fought for one day and slept for six without waking up. How is it that White Polyanin fights with Baba Yaga - the golden leg, does not get off his horse for thirty years, does not know rest?
It seemed bitter to the prince; He ran to the white stone stables, saddled his good heroic horse, put on his military harness, girded his treasure sword, took a long spear in one hand, a silk whip in the other, and rode out against the enemy.
It is not clear that the falcon swoops down on a flock of geese, swans and gray ducks - Tsarevich Ivan attacks the enemy’s army; It’s not so much that he hits himself, but that the horse tramples him. He defeated the great army, returned home, went to bed and slept soundly for nine days.
On the tenth day I woke up and called on all the ministers and senators:
- My gentlemen, ministers and senators! I decided to go to foreign countries and look at White Polyanin; I ask you to judge and judge, to sort out all cases according to the truth.
Then he said goodbye to his sisters, got on his horse and rode off.
Whether long or short, he stopped by dark forest; he sees a hut standing, and in that hut an old man lives. Ivan Tsarevich came to him:
- Hello, grandfather!
- Hello, Russian Tsarevich! Where are you going?

“I don’t know myself, but wait, I’ll gather my faithful servants and ask them.”
The old man stepped out onto the porch, played the silver trumpet - and suddenly birds began to flock to him from all sides. They swooped in, visibly and invisibly, covering the entire sky with a black cloud.
The old man shouted in a loud voice and whistled with a brave whistle:
- My faithful servants, birds of passage! Have you seen or heard anything about Bely Polyanin?
- No, we didn’t see it, we didn’t hear it!
“Well, Ivan Tsarevich,” says the old man, “now go to my elder brother - maybe he’ll tell you.” Here, take the ball, put it in front of you: where the ball rolls, direct the horse there. Ivan Tsarevich mounted his good horse, rolled the ball and rode after him, and the forest grew darker and darker.
The prince arrives at the hut and enters the door; An old man sits in the hut, gray-haired like a harrier.
- Hello, grandfather!
- Hello, Russian Tsarevich! Where are you heading?
- I’m looking for White Polyanin, do you know where he is?
- But wait, I’ll gather my faithful servants and ask them.
The old man stepped out onto the porch, played a silver trumpet - and suddenly various animals gathered towards him from all sides. He shouted to them in a loud voice and whistled with a brave whistle:
- My faithful servants, eager beasts! Have you seen or heard anything about Bely Polyanin?
“No,” the animals answer, “we didn’t see it, we didn’t hear it.”
- Well, settle accounts among yourselves: maybe not everyone came.
The animals have settled their accounts - there is no crooked wolf. The old man sent to look for her; immediately the messengers ran and brought her.
- Tell me, crooked wolf, do you know White Polyanin?
“How can I not know him, since I always live with him: he beats troops, and I feed on a dead corpse.”
- Where is he now?
- In an open field on a large mound, he sleeps in a tent. He fought with Baba Yaga - the golden leg, and after the battle he lay down to sleep for twelve days.
— Take Ivan Tsarevich there. The she-wolf ran, and the prince galloped after her.
He arrives at a large mound, enters the tent - Bely Polyanin is fast asleep.
“My sisters said that Bely Polyanin is fighting without rest, but he went to bed for twelve days! Shouldn’t I go to sleep for now?” Ivantsarevich thought and thought and lay down next to him.
Then a small bird flew into the tent, hovered near the headboard and said these words:

Ivan Tsarevich jumped up, kicked the bird out of the tent and again lay down near Bely Polyanin. No sooner had I fallen asleep than another bird flew in, hovered at the head of the bed and said:
“Rise up, wake up, White Polyanin, and put Ivan Tsarevich to an evil death: otherwise he will rise up and kill you himself!”
Ivan Tsarevich jumped up, kicked the bird out of the tent and lay down again in the same place. After this, the third bird flies in, hovering at the head of the bed and says:
“Rise up, wake up, White Polyanin, and put Ivan Tsarevich to an evil death: otherwise he will rise up and kill you himself!”
Ivan Tsarevich jumped up, kicked the bird out of the tent, and he lay down and fell fast asleep.
The time has come - White Polyanin has awakened, he looks - next to him is an unknown hero lying; He grabbed a sharp sword and wanted to put him to an evil death, but he stopped himself in time. “No,” he thinks, “he ran into me when I was sleepy, but he didn’t want to draw blood with the sword; no honor, no praise for me either, good fellow, ruin him! Sleepy and dead! I’d better wake him up.” He woke up Ivan Tsarevich and asked:
- Is he a good or bad person? Tell me what your name is and why you came here?
“My name is Ivan Tsarevich, and I came to look at you, to test your strength.”
- You are very brave, prince! You entered the tent without asking, slept, and you could be put to death for that!
- Eh, White Polyanin! You didn’t jump over the ditch, but you’re bragging; wait - maybe you'll trip! You have two hands, and my mother gave birth to me with more than one. They mounted their heroic horses, came together and hit each other so hard that their spears shattered and the good horses fell to their knees. Ivan Tsarevich kicked White Polyanin out of the saddle and raised a sharp sword over him. White Polyanin prayed to him:
- Don’t give me death, give me life! I will call myself your little brother, and instead of my father I will honor you. Ivan Tsarevich took him by the hand, lifted him from the ground, kissed him on the mouth and called him his little brother.
“I heard, brother, that you’ve been fighting with Baboyaga for thirty years with your golden leg.” Why are you at war?
“She has a beautiful Polonyanka, I want to get her and marry her.”
“Well,” said the prince, “if you make friends, then help in trouble!” Let's go to war together.
They mounted their horses and rode out into an open field; Baba Yaga - the golden leg brought forth an army of countless strength. It’s not clear falcons that swoop down on a flock of pigeons—mighty warriors are unleashed on the enemy’s army! They do not so much cut with swords as trample with horses; They cut down and trampled whole thousands.
Baba Yaga ran away, and Ivan Tsarevich followed her. She was just about to catch up when suddenly she ran to a deep abyss, picked up a cast-iron board and disappeared underground.
Ivan Tsarevich and Bely Polyanin bought a lot of bulls, began to beat them, remove their skins and cut their belts; They made a rope from those belts - so long that one end was here and the other would reach the next world.
The prince says to White Polyanin:
“Lower me quickly into the abyss, but don’t pull the rope back, but wait: when I pull the rope, then pull me!”
White Polyanin lowered him into the abyss to the very bottom. Ivan Tsarevich looked around and went to look for Baba Yaga.
He walked, walked, looked - the tailors were sitting behind bars.
- What are you doing?
- Here's what, Ivan Tsarevich: we sit and sew an army for Baba Yaga - the golden leg.
- How do you sew?
- It is known as: when you stab with a needle, a Cossack with a pike mounts a horse, gets into formation and goes to war against Bely Polyanin.
- Eh, brothers! You do it soon, but not hard; stand in a row, I’ll teach you how to sew more tightly. They immediately lined up in one row, and Tsarevich Ivan waved his sword and heads flew. He beat the tailors and moved on.
He walked, walked, and looked - the shoemakers were sitting behind bars.
- What are you doing here?
“We’re sitting here preparing an army for Baba Yaga—the golden leg.”
- How do you, brothers, prepare an army?
- And here’s how: with an awl, a soldier with a gun mounts a horse, gets into formation and goes to war against Bely Polyanin.
- Eh, guys! You'll do it soon, but don't worry. Get in a row, I'll teach you better.
So they stood in a row. Ivan Tsarevich waved his sword and heads rolled. Beat up the shoemakers - and then hit the road again.
Whether it was long or short - he got to big city; In that city, royal palaces were built, and in those towers sat a maiden of indescribable beauty. She saw a good fellow through the window, called him over, and asked where he was going and why.
He told her that he was looking for Baba Yaga - the golden leg.
“Ah, Ivan Tsarevich, it’s Bely Polyanin who is looking for me, and Baba Yaga is now sleeping soundly, having lain down for twelve days.”
Ivan Tsarevich went to Baba Yaga - the golden leg, found her sleepy, struck her with a sword and cut off her head. The head rolled and said:
- Hit again, Ivan Tsarevich!
- A heroic blow and one is good! - answered the prince, returned to the mansion to the red maiden, sat down with her at the oak tables, at the stained tablecloths. He ate and got drunk and began to ask her:
- Is there anyone more beautiful than you in the world?
- Ah, Ivan Tsarevich! What a beauty I am! This is how, far away, in the thirtieth kingdom, a princess lives with the serpent king, so that truly unspeakable beauty.
Ivan Tsarevich took the red maiden by the white hand, led to the place where the rope hung, and gave a sign to White Polyanin. He grabbed the rope and started pulling; pulled, pulled and pulled out the prince and the red maiden.
“Hello, Bely Polyanin,” said Ivan Tsarevich, “here’s your bride, live, have fun, don’t worry about anything!” And I’ll go to the snake kingdom.
He mounted his heroic horse, said goodbye to Bely Polyanin and his bride, and rode off to distant lands.
Whether long, short, low, or high - soon the tale is told, but not soon the deed is done - he came to the kingdom of the serpent, killed the serpent king, freed the beautiful princess from captivity and married her; after that he returned home and began to live and live with his young wife and make good money.

SWAN GEESE

There lived a man and a woman. They had a daughter and a little girl.

“Daughter,” the mother said, “we’ll go to work, take care of your brother?” Don't leave the yard, be smart - we'll buy you a handkerchief.

The father and mother left, and the daughter forgot what she was ordered to do: she sat her brother down on the grass under the window, ran outside, started playing, and went on a spree. Geese-swans swooped in, picked up the boy, and carried him away on their wings.

The girl returned, and lo and behold, her brother was gone! She gasped, rushed here and there, no! She called to him, burst into tears, lamented that it would be bad for her father and mother, but her brother did not respond.

She ran out into an open field and only saw: geese-swans darted in the distance and disappeared behind the dark forest. Then she realized that they had taken away her brother: geese-swans had long had a bad reputation - that they played pranks and carried away small children.

The girl rushed to catch up with them. She ran and ran and saw that there was a stove.

- Stove, stove, tell me, where did the geese-swans fly?

The stove answers her:

“Eat my rye pie, I’ll tell you.”

- I’ll eat rye pie! My father doesn’t even eat wheat...

- Apple tree, apple tree, tell me, where did the geese-swans fly?

“Eat my forest apple, I’ll tell you.”

“My father doesn’t even eat the garden ones...” The apple tree didn’t tell her. The girl ran further. A milk river flows on the banks of jelly.

- Milk river, jelly banks, where did the swan geese fly?

- Eat mine simple jelly with milk - I'll tell you.

“My father doesn’t even eat cream... She ran for a long time through the fields and forests. The day is approaching evening, there is nothing to do - we need to go home. Suddenly he sees a hut standing on a chicken leg, with one window, turning around.

In the hut, the old Baba Yaga is spinning a tow. And my brother is sitting on the bench, playing with silver apples. The girl entered the hut:

- Hello, grandma!

- Hello, girl! Why did she appear?

“I walked through mosses and swamps, got my dress wet, and came to warm up.”

- Sit down while you spin the tow. Baba Yaga gave her a spindle and left. The girl is spinning - suddenly a mouse runs out from under the stove and says to her:

- Girl, girl, give me some porridge, I’ll tell you something good.

The girl gave her porridge, the mouse said to her:

- Baba Yaga went to heat the bathhouse. She will wash you, steam you, put you in an oven, fry you and eat you, and ride on your bones herself.

The girl sits neither alive nor dead, crying, and the mouse tells her again:

“Don’t wait, take your brother, run, and I’ll spin the tow for you.”

The girl took her brother and ran. And Baba Yaga comes to the window and asks:

“Maiden, are you spinning?”

The mouse answers her:

- I’m spinning, grandma... Baba Yaga heated the bathhouse and went after the girl. And there is no one in the hut. Baba Yaga shouted:

- Swan geese! Fly in pursuit! My sister took my brother away!..

The sister and brother ran to the milk river. He sees geese-swans flying.

- River, mother, hide me!

- Eat my simple jelly.

The girl ate and said thank you. The river sheltered her under the jelly bank.

The geese-swans did not see it, they flew past. The girl and her brother ran again. And the geese-swans returned to meet us, they are about to see. What to do? Trouble! The apple tree is standing...

- Apple tree, mother, hide me!

- Eat my forest apple. The girl quickly ate it and said thank you. The apple tree shaded it with branches and covered it with leaves.

The geese-swans did not see it, they flew past. The girl ran again. He runs and runs, it’s not too far left. Then the geese-swans saw her, cackled - they swooped in, beat her with their wings, and look, they would tear her brother out of her hands. The girl ran to the stove:

- Stove, mother, hide me!

- Eat my rye pie.

The girl rather put a pie in her mouth, and she and her brother went into the oven, sat down in the stomata.

The geese-swans flew and flew, screamed and shouted, and flew away empty-handed to Baba Yaga.

The girl said thank you to the stove and ran home with her brother.

And then the father and mother came.

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Russian folk magic audio tale "Ivan the Tsarevich and the White Polyanin" from the collection of A. N. Afanasyev "Russian Folk Fairy Tales".
Ivan Tsarevich took the crown after the death of his father. Immediately all the neighboring kings went to war against him. Three times the young Ivan Tsarevich repelled the onslaught of the troops of neighboring kings. A saying accompanies his actions: “It is not clear that the falcon swoops down on a flock of geese, swans and gray ducks - Tsarevich Ivan attacks the enemy’s army; he does not so much beat himself as his horse tramples him.” How Ivan Tsarevich finished with his violent neighbors, went to look for the hero Bely Polyanin, wanted to find out how he had been fighting without rest for 30 years. Found. White Polyanin was just fast asleep after the fight with Baba Yaga. Ivan Tsarevich went to bed next to him. Three birds flew to Beloye Polyanin and persuaded them to kill sleepy Tsarevich Ivan. The tale does not specify, but we suspect that these were the sisters of Ivan Tsarevich. They did not really feel sorry for him when Ivan fought with the kings. White Polyanin did not attack the sleeping man. The heroes met in a fair fight, measured their strength and became friends. Together they went against Baba Yaga, defeated her and got themselves beautiful brides.
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Summary: Golden apples began to disappear in the royal garden and the king ordered the garden to be guarded. Only Ivan managed to find out that the firebird was stealing apples. The king wanted this bird. On his way, Ivan met a wolf who ate his horse. The wolf helped him catch the firebird, get a golden-maned horse and Helen the Beautiful. Afterwards the brothers killed Ivan, but the wolf gave him back his life. The fairy tale teaches that good always triumphs over evil.

Once upon a time there lived a Tsar Berendey, he had three sons, the youngest was called Ivan.

And the king had a magnificent garden; There grew in that garden an apple tree with golden apples.

Someone began to visit the royal garden and steal golden apples. The king felt sorry for his garden. He sends guards there. No guards can track the thief.

The king stopped drinking and eating and became sad. The father's sons console:

Our dear father, don’t be sad, we ourselves will guard the garden.

The eldest son says:

Today it’s my turn, I’ll go guard the garden from the kidnapper.

The eldest son went. No matter how much he walked in the evening, he didn’t track anyone, he fell down on the soft grass and fell asleep.

In the morning the king asks him:

Come on, won't you make me happy: have you seen the kidnapper?

No, dear father, I didn’t sleep all night, I didn’t close my eyes, and I didn’t see anyone.

The next night the middle son went on guard and also slept all night, and the next morning he said that he had not seen the kidnapper.

The time has come to go and guard my younger brother. Ivan Tsarevich went to guard his fathers’ garden and was afraid to even sit down, let alone lie down. As soon as sleep overcomes him, he will wash the dew from the grass, sleep and away from his eyes.

Half the night has passed, and it seems to him that there is light in the garden. Lighter and lighter. The whole garden lit up. He sees the Firebird sitting on an apple tree and pecking at golden apples.

Ivan Tsarevich quietly crawled to the apple tree and caught the bird by the tail. The firebird perked up and flew away, leaving only one feather from its tail in his hand.

The next morning Ivan Tsarevich comes to his father.

Well, my dear Vanya, have you seen the kidnapper?

Dear father, I didn’t catch him, but I traced who was ruining our garden. I brought you a memory from the kidnapper. This, father, is the Firebird.

The king took this feather and from that time began to drink, and eat, and not know sadness. So one fine time he thought about this Firebird.

He called his sons and said to them:

My dear children, if only you could saddle good horses, travel around the world, get to know places, and not attack the Firebird somewhere.

The children bowed to their father, saddled good horses and set off on their journey: the eldest in one direction, the middle one in the other, and Ivan Tsarevich in the third direction.

Ivan Tsarevich rode for a long time or a short time. It was a summer day. Ivan Tsarevich got tired, got off his horse, confused him, and fell to sleep.

How much or how much time has passed, Ivan Tsarevich woke up and saw that the horse was gone. I went to look for him, walked and walked and found my horse - only gnawed bones.

Ivan Tsarevich became sad: where to go so far without a horse?

“Well,” he thinks, “he’s taken it - there’s nothing to do.”

And he went on foot.

He walked and walked, tired to death.

He sat down on the soft grass and sat sadly.

Out of nowhere, runs towards him Gray wolf:

Why, Ivan Tsarevich, are you sitting there looking sad and hanging your head?

How can I not be sad, gray wolf? I was left without a good horse.

It was I, Ivan Tsarevich, who ate your horse... I feel sorry for you! Tell me why you went into the distance, where are you going?

My father sent me to travel around the world to find the Firebird.

Fu, fu, you won’t be able to reach the Firebird on your good horse at three years old. I'm the only one who knows where she lives. So be it - I ate your horse, I will serve you faithfully. Sit on me and hold on tight.

Ivan Tsarevich sat astride him, a gray wolf, and galloped off - letting the blue forests pass his eyes, sweeping the lakes with his tail. How long or short does it take them to reach the high fortress? The gray wolf says:

Listen to me, Ivan Tsarevich, remember: climb over the wall, don’t be afraid - it’s a good time, all the watchmen are sleeping. You will see a window in the mansion, on the window there is a golden cage, and in the cage sits the Firebird. Take the bird, put it in your bosom, but be careful not to touch the cage!

Ivan Tsarevich climbed over the wall and saw this tower - there was a golden cage on the window, and the Firebird was sitting in the cage. He took the bird, put it in his bosom, and looked at the cage. His heart flared up: “Oh, how golden, precious! How can you not take one like this!” And he forgot that the wolf was punishing him. As soon as he touched the cage, a sound went through the fortress: trumpets sounded, drums beat, the guards woke up, grabbed Ivan Tsarevich and led him to Tsar Afron.

King Afron became angry and asked:

Whose are you, where are you from?

I am the son of Tsar Berendey, Ivan Tsarevich.

Oh, what a shame! The king's son went to steal.

So, when your bird flew, it ruined our garden?

And you would have come to me, asked in good conscience, I would have given it away, out of respect for your parent, Tsar Berendey. And now I’ll spread a bad reputation about you throughout all the cities... Well, okay, if you do me a service, I’ll forgive you. In such and such a kingdom, King Kusman has a golden-maned horse. Bring him to me, then I’ll give you the Firebird with the cage.

Ivan Tsarevich became sad and went to the gray wolf. And the wolf to him:

I told you, don't move the cage! Why didn't you listen to my order?

Well, forgive me, forgive me, gray wolf.

That's it, I'm sorry... Okay, sit on me. I picked up the tug, don’t say it’s not strong.

Again the gray wolf galloped with Ivan Tsarevich. How long does it take for them to reach the fortress where the golden-maned horse stands?

Climb over the wall, Ivan Tsarevich, the watchmen are sleeping, go to the stable, take the horse, but be careful not to touch the bridle!

Ivan Tsarevich climbed into the fortress, where all the watchmen were sleeping, went into the stable, caught a golden-maned horse, and coveted the bridle - it was decorated with gold and expensive stones; The golden-maned horse can only walk in it.

Ivan Tsarevich touched the bridle, a sound spread throughout the fortress: trumpets sounded, drums beat, the guards woke up, grabbed Ivan Tsarevich and led him to Tsar Kusman.

Whose are you, where are you from?

I am Ivan Tsarevich.

Eka, what nonsense did you undertake - steal a horse! A simple man will not agree to this. Well, okay, I’ll forgive you, Ivan Tsarevich, if you do me a service. The king of Dalmatia has a daughter, Elena the Beautiful. Kidnap her, bring her to me, I will give you a golden-maned horse with a bridle.

Ivan Tsarevich became even more sad and went to the gray wolf.

In which kingdom, in which state did the king live? He had one son, Ivan Tsarevich.

So Ivan Tsarevich went hunting every day in an open field, in a wide expanse, to the edge of the blue sea; he caught geese, swans and gray ducks. And the winch fell into his trap. Tsarevich Ivan caught this winch, brought it to the tent and put it in the shostok. In the morning he started and left to hunt.

So the winch came out of the shawl, turned into a young woman and prepared all kinds of food for Ivan Tsarevich. She herself turned around the winch again and sat down in the stock.

So Ivan Tsarevich came home to his tent: and his table was set. So he is surprised. “Who did he say was with me?” Ivan Tsarevich sat down and dined; so he covered everything on the table with a tablecloth and went hunting again. The winch again turned around like a young lady, cleared it from the table, turned around again like a winch and sat down in the shostok.

The next day, Ivan Tsarevich left again to hunt; and the winch came out of the shawl without him, turned into a young woman and prepared even better food. The young lady set the table, turned around with a winch and sat down in the shostok - waiting for Ivan Tsarevich.

So Ivan Tsarevich arrived and brought geese, swans and gray ducks. Ivan Tsarevich looked at the table and was surprised: “Who prepared this? Come out, he says, who do I have - a beautiful maiden or a young lady? No one speaks to him, no one raises a voice.

Ivan Tsarevich dined, covered the table with a tablecloth and left again for the open field, in the wide expanse, on the edge of the blue sea, to hunt.

So on the third day, Ivan Tsarevich got ready to go hunting, left the tent and hid. “I’ll keep watch,” he says, “Who is this coming to me? which side?

Here the white winch came out of the cap, turned into a young woman and began to prepare the food. Ivan Tsarevich was taken aback and opened the doors; The young lady was frightened, she started to run, but Ivan Tsarevich grabbed her while pregnant.

Here she was in his hands, twisting and curling, and twisting into a golden spindle. He took it and broke the spindle - the heel in front of him, and fixed the tip for himself. “Be, he says, before me a young lady, and behind me a colorful dress!” So the young woman stood in front of him, and behind him was a colorful dress. She was such a beauty - if I could mature and look, I wouldn’t take my eyes off her!

Ivan Tsarevich did not go to his father and began to live with the young woman. They built a house in that open field, in a wide expanse.

So the chormesta became young and young. And a little old lady came to see them. "Ivan Tsarevich! - says the old lady from the backyard to Ivan Tsarevich, - now spring is in the yard, you are guarding your young lady, don’t go far away anywhere!

So the young lady gave birth to a little one. He sits in the bathhouse with his backyard grandmother. In the morning a village of swans flies; here's one calling out:

Ti-go-go, dear daughter,
Ti-ho-ho, darling!
Should I give you a wing?
Shouldn't I submit the right one?
Let's fly with us overseas,
Let's fly with us for the blue!

It was her father who was flying. And she answered him:

Ti-go-go, father!
Ti-ho-ho, my dear!
Don't give me a wing,
Don't give me the right one -
I'm not flying overseas with you,
I’m not flying with you for the blue -
I also have a child,
I also have some cute ones!

This village flew by. Another flies, and again one swan calls to the young lady:

Ti-go-go, dear daughter,
Ti-ho-ho, darling!
Should I give you a wing?
Shouldn't I submit the right one?
Let's fly with us overseas,
Let's fly with us for the blue!

It was her mother who was flying. The young lady answers her:

Ti-go-go, mother,
Ti-ho-ho, darling!
Don't give me a wing,
Don't give me the right thing, -
I'm not flying overseas with you,
I’m not flying with you for the blue -
I also have a child,
I also have some cute ones!

So this village flew by. The third is flying; one swan calls again:

Ti-go-go, sister,
Isho ti-go-go, honey!
Should I give you a wing?
Shouldn't I submit the right one?
Let's fly with us overseas,
Let's fly with us for the blue!

It was her brother who was flying; she answers him:

Ti-go-go, brother,
Ti-ho-ho, my dear!
Don't give me a wing,
Don't give me the right thing, -
I'm not flying overseas with you,
I’m not flying with you for the blue, -
I also have a child,
I also have some cute ones!

And this village flew by. The fourth is flying. Again one swan calls:

Ti-go-go, okay,
Ti-ho-ho, honey!
Should I give you a wing?
Shouldn't I submit the right one?
Let's fly with us overseas,
Let's fly with us for the blue!

She answers:

Ti-go-go, okay,
Ti-ho-ho, my dear!
Give me a wing,
Give me the right one -
I'll fly overseas with you,
I'll fly with you for the blue!

She fluttered up, and Ivan Tsarevich caught her.

This village also flew by. So the young woman says to Ivan Tsarevich: “If you had not grabbed me, I would have flown away to my kingdom, to my state! and now, he says, I have no one to fly with: my dear Lada has flown by.”

And they began to live and be, and make good. And now they live.