EndMOSFILM
Artistic Association "Yunost"
RUSLAN AND LUDMILA
Based on the poem by
A.S. PUSHKIN
Screenplay by A. PTUSHKO
with collaboration of S. BOLOTIN
Directed by A. PTUSHKO
Directors of Photography
I. GUELEIN, V. ZAKHAROV
Production Designer
Ye. SERGANOV
Costume Designer
O. KRUCHININA
Music by Tikhon KHRENNIKOV
Sound by I. URVANTSEV
Starring:
Valery KOZINETS as Ruslan
Natalya PETROVA as Ludmila
Vladimir FYODOROV as Chernomor
Maria KAPNIST-SERKO as Naina
A. ABRIKOSOV as Prince Vladimir
I. YASULOVICH as Finn
V. NEVINNY as Farlaf
O. MOKSHANTSEV as Rogdai
R. AKHMETOV as Ratmir
S. MARTINSON, N. NIKOLAYEV
N. KUTUZOV, Sh. GAZIEV
as Foreign Ambassadors
V. SHULGIN as Head
E. KIVI-ANTSON as Fisherwoman
N. KHRENNIKOVA as Young Naina
A. KRYCHENKOV as Jester
O. KHABALOV as Pecheneg Warlord
Yu. KIREYEV as Russian Warrior
An honest tale of bygone days,
A legend of heroic ways...
I liberate you, Oh Pechenegs.
Your promise hold for evermore,
Remember, Holy Russia
Must be untouched by hands
of war!
Warrior bold, gallant and true,
Your victory was sent by Fate!
Fly now to Kiev, Eagle of Stars,
Where your loved one does you
wait.
Highness, the victory is ours!
Broken is the prisoner's chain.
Ruslan once more has won
the battle.
He's now hurrying back again!
Let everyone be summoned here!
Sweet Mother Russia we shall
praise!
The heart rejoices, our folk's free,
The brimming wine cup to our lips
we'll raise!
Vladimir, true Prince and
our Savior!
Father of Russia, now free!
You whose realm knows no equal,
Wear you the crown of victory!
Fate is against us, Oh my father,
Ludmila to another man'll be wed.
'Tis better we should hope abandon.
The maid will never grace my bed.
Wait, dear son, profound my plans.
I'll talk to the Pecheneg Khan.
Not ours, but other hands
Will arrange the demise of Ruslan!
Ah warrior, I'm glad to see
Your coming back with victory!
So many long long nights and days
I sat at the window and I gazed
And then afar I seemed to hear
The battle noises ringing clear.
And my reward of victory
Was to return again for thee,
To see once more the sacred land,
To stand beside you, hand in hand.
Your dream is now coming right,
My valiant eagle, my true knight!
Our Khazar land's in sorry plight.
Ludmila's dowry can it restore.
Ratmir, my son, that is a fact
We cannot easily ignore!
My father, there's no need to fear.
No maid on earth resists Ratmir.
I warrant you that to your home
Ludmila shall as daughter come.
To sway the Prince, so that
certainly
He won't turn deaf ear to your
plea,
I will present a gift of worth,
The finest steed upon the earth!
Pay heed, my son, be wise and
patient.
Ludmila is a very fine catch.
Prince needs support, he's getting
ancient,
There are so few that your sword
can match!
I worthy am to have her for my own,
And worthy too of honors great.
What if she makes the choice
of her own?
Her father will decide her fate!
Farlaf, to banqueting again you go?
I ride to Kiev without delay!
But wait!
Nay, lass, I must go now.
I banquet with the Prince today!
A suitor you perhaps would turn?
You wish Ludmila to get in chain?
Mayhap, a bridegroom I'll return.
In me Vladimir a son shall gain!
Rich gifts from Caesar we present.
He perseveres in his intent.
His Highness us would not offend,
To our suitor he'll give consent!
Drinkin rejoice, feast, one and all!
And may the Prince's will be done!
His lovely daughter is to marry
The heroic, gallant knight, Ruslan!
Drink, dance and sing, the merry
folks!
It is the day of revelry and jokes!
Pour wine, and bottoms up!
And then again refill your cup!
The Byzantine suitor's envoy and
fan.
The last to come, such arrogance.
It makes one puke to watch such men
Around the Prince servilely dance.
Good guests, let us rejoice together.
And glorify this lovely shrine!
And fill our golden cups to level
With frothy mead and heady wine.
The princess is lovely,