He is full of burning sunshine, from head to toe! I think you're too angry with Lel and the Sun God. I really am not afraid of them, the man or the god. It makes merry for us to welcome you, It is boring for us off seeing you. How can we manage back getting you? Come back, Shrovetide! Streams from the mountains run, Fields are soaked by the sun. Get ready the plough! Carts from the shed, Beehives out of the homestead. We don't need the sleighs, We'll sing to Spring our grace!.. Look, here come the merry peasants. Farewell, Snow Maiden! Live in happiness, my child! Stay close to the woods, and I'll give orders for your protection. My friends, genies of the forest, take good care of Snow Maiden! All right! We'll take you so deep in the forest That you will be the sorriest! Goodbye, goodbye, Shrovetide! Goodbye, Shrovetide, goodbye! Our dear, dear Shrovetide, Our good old Shrovetide Has been here not for long, Our dear has been here not for long. We counted on seven long weeks, Our dear, seven long weeks. But the pancake time's only 7 days, Seven days, dear, only seven days. Stay, Shrovetide, don't go away. Our dear Shrovetide, stay. Come home! You got no shame! I don't think I've celebrated long enough, on their money. We'll go hungry now without pancake days. You were in everyone else's house and there's no fire in your own. - There's no firewood? - It can't walk from the woods. You should have said so before. I brought my axe. I'll cut you a little birchwood. - Look! A boyar's daughter! - What? Where? What are you talking about? You drunkard! I'll kill you! It's a miracle! Good people of Tsar Berendey! - What are you fighting about? - A boyar's daughter... A boyar's daughter? A live one? Yes, she's alive! See for yourself! Wearing little boots and mittens! If you don't mind my asking, where are you going? - And tell us your name. - Snow Maiden. Where can I go? I don't know. Take me along please. Thanks for your grace. But who will you go with? I am to become the daughter of the one who first set eyes on me. You will come with me? Why not? Am I, Bakula, not as good as a boyar? Now, folks, come in crowds to my house, with its three pillars! Come all, princes, boyars, come bring me rich gifts and bow down to me. And I'll make faces at you. You don't know your own worth. We're taking Snow Maiden. - Make way for us, folks. - Back up! Farewell, Father! Farewell, Mother! And farewell to you, deep forest! O great Berendey, may you forever rule over your happy subjects! So far all goes well in your big kingdom. I don't believe you, Bermyata. Yourjudgements are superficial. I've told you again and again and I repeat it once more. You must look beneath the surface and get to the bottom of things. You can't flutter about like a moth, playfully skimming over the surface of things. Superficiality is dangerous for men close to those in power. Don't think that if there are no murders or thievery... - There're thieves, for sure. - Are they caught? No sense in trying to catch them. They're bound to be caught one day. To leer secretly at people's misfortunes, to make faces from a covert place takes no great wisdom. Especially on the part of buffoons and clowns. Prosperity is a very big word! I haven't seen any for 15 years. The Sun God Yarilo is angry with us. But why, O Tsar? There must be a reason. I've noticed that the hearts of men have grown cold. They're no longer drawn to lovely things. Now altogether different passions stir their hearts: conceit and envy, and many other things... In short, my friend, all hearts are turning hard, as cold as ice. And hence Yarilo's anger. And that explains our woes and the cold. You're absolutely right. Still I don't see what can be done. There are things you can do. Think over it, Bermyata. Year in and year out, our summer grows ever shorter, and our winters are ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст Мятеж на Баунти на английском - текст Посредник на английском - текст Токийский хор на английском - текст Иван Грозный: Боярский заговор на английском - текст Синее небо на английском |