On the edge of the edge of the earth where the sky is clear
It’s kind of even going for a cordon,
On the mountain stood a terrible building,
From a distance reminiscent of the UN.
Everything sparkles like a lightning -
Beauty - but only now
In this building the queen
He lives in captivity.
And Koschey the Immortal rude animal
This building is set to guard, -
But in her own way miserable and meek,
Maybe there was that animal - who knows!
From a big yearning for mom
Forever a monster in tears
After all, it is with seven chapters,
About fifteen eyes.
Kashchei himself (he could earlier - hand-to-hand)
From love to the queen dried up and withered -
He became in his own way unhappy old man, -
But the beast - he didn’t let him to the queen.
"Miss me, what's there.
I tremble with passion! .. "
"Though take me off work -
I’ll never miss it! "
Good fellow Ivan decided to get there:
Like, we saw Koshcheev, so rastak!
He is all the time: where is what - so immediately go there, -
He was unhappy in his own way - a fool!
Either the bittern laughed
Whether the owl stuttered, -
The soul became sad
Ivan is a fool.
His feats in vain began
With bab-yagi worthless struggle, -
She’s also unhappy in her own way -
This is the forest poopy.
How many witches struck! -
Two young, in juice, -
As I saw in the morning, he sobbed:
It was a pity, a fool!
But, however, he came closer, drowsy
Consistency overcame his Ivan, -
In the corner lay a poor animal
All his chapters bowed to the fountain.
Then Ivan is begging for him -
Hacks heads in a hurry, -
And approaches Koshchei,
By his son Masha.
And he threatens the two-year old.
“Right now,” he says, “I’ll cut off my beard in an instant!
So you die, perish, Koschey! "And he answered him:
"I would - glad, but I am immortal - I can not!"
But Ivan does not remember himself:
"Oh, you vile manufacturer!
Won set up how many rooms -
He hid the girl, the schemer!
I’ll finish the job with a commitment! .. "
And from these unheard of speeches
Koschey himself died, without any intervention, -
He is illiterate, retarded was Koschey.
And Ivan, red from anger,
Koshchei kicked, spat on the floor -
And to my own unhappy
The poor prisoner has ascended! ..
