I work at fireside not sparing myself
I go round and round the kitchen
I am busy with oven all the time
I am always in cinders
Because of my kindness
I slave away from morning
deep into the night.
Anyone can command me
but no one
wants to thank me.
I hide my sorrow
I sing instead of weeping
I even smile
Will I ever leave this place
with its cinder and soot
Hello, goddaughter!
Godmother!
Dear godmother, you always appear all of a sudden!
Yes, I like to do so.
But last time you appeared out of the dark corner behind the fireplace.
Today you come over the air!
Yes, I am such an inventor.
You still can’t get used to the way I change!
I am delighted with that, I love miracles so much.
There wasn’t any miracle so far.
We, the true fairies, are so emotional
that we can grow old or young as easily as you, humans, turn pale or red.
We grow old for sorrow and grow young for joy.
You see, how glad I am to meet you.
Today you were offended
24 times.
Of which for nothing...
- 24 times.
Today you deserved praise...
333 times.
- But they...
Did not praise you even once.
I hate those who want to do nothing and adore those who work hard.
I adore you and hate your evil step-mother.
I would turn her into a frog a long time ago,
but old woman has too many connections.
Let’s talk about you. Do you want to go to the ball?
Yes, godmother, I want it very much, but I can’t.
Don’t argue, you’ll go there.
It is very bad when the one who deserves to go to the ball never goes there.
But I have so many things to do, godmother!
Today the friends will work instead of you
Boy!
Hares will weed out the garden,
mice will sort the beans,
cats will grind the coffee beans.
What about the roses?
Roses? Roses will grow on their own.
In a moment I am starting to work miracles.
I adore this job. Boy, give me the magic stick!
First of all, let’s roll a pumpkin here.
Thank you, dear godmother.
Wait, silly girl, how can you coach without horses.
Thank you, dear godmother.
Wait, silly girl, how can you coach without a coachman.
Miracles are not over.
Coachman!
Coachman!
Bring the coach to the doorsteps after 5 minutes.
May I go now?
O, dear, in fact, you are still such a little girl.
How can you go to the ball in such dress!
Is it me?
- Yes, it's you.
You can trust me, I can see through the people.
Even through those, whom I love very much.
I can see clear that even in splendid ball dress
you stayed the same nice, industrious, kind-hearted girl.
Stay like this. This will bring you luck.
Let us go now, I will hand you into the coach.
Excuse me.
I am not a wizard, I am just a apprentice.
But let me make a few remarks, listen to me.
Let’s listen to him, he’s a good boy;
an excellent pupil, he reads a lot, even makes verses.
Speak, boy, we are listening to you.
Dear Cinderella, I watch you working all day long.
You have magical hands, amazing patience and you are very kind.
You don’t know that, but I’ve become your true friend.
Though I am not a wizard, but merely a apprentice.
let me tell you that friendship can work real wonders.
These glass slippers will bring you luck!
Take them.
Thank you, dear boy, I will never forgive your kindness.
And now, my dear, remember the most important thing.
You must return on the stroke of 12.
At midnight your new dress will turn into old and poor one.
The horses will turn into mice, coachman into rat and coach into pumpkin.
Remember that.
Well, I will remember that.
Boy!
Thank you, dear godmother.
Good evening.
Finally. I’m very glad.
May I present myself? King!
Don’t curtsey on stairs, it is very dangerous.
Good evening, don’t take your glove off,
I am so happy that you have come.
Good evening.
O, Your Majesty, it’s such a annoyance!
Your beautiful bertha torn and everyone can see that.
Where?
- Look!
What a horrible thing!
What an outrage, why haven’t my courtiers reported that?
Cowards, liars, flatterers!
I am resigning; I am