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Once upon a time there was a fox and a hare. The fox had an ice hut, and the hare had a bast hut. Spring has come - it is red, the fox's hut has melted, and the hare's is the same.
Here the fox asked him to spend the night, but she kicked him out of the hut! A dear bunny is walking, crying. To meet him - a dog:
Tyaf-tyaf-tyaf! What, bunny, are you crying?
Woof! Don't cry, bunny! I will help your grief! They approached the hut, the dog rattled:
Tyaf - tyaf - tyaf! Go, fox, get out! And the fox to them from the stove:
As I jump out, as I jump out, the shreds will go through the back streets! The dog got scared and ran away.
The bunny is walking the road again, crying. To meet him - Bear:
What, bunny, are you crying? - How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and the fox had an ice one, she asked to spend the night with me, but she kicked me out! ”“ Don't cry! I will help your grief!
No, you can't help! The dog drove - did not drive out and you cannot drive out! “No, I’ll kick it out!” They approached the hut, and the bear would scream:
As I jump out, as I jump out, the shreds will go through the back streets! The bear got scared and ran away. There is a bunny again, a bull to meet him:
Moo-oo-oo-oo! What, bunny, are you crying?
How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and a fox had an ice one. She asked me to spend the night with me, but she kicked me out!
Moo-oo-oo! Come on, I'll help your grief!
No, bull, you can't help! The dog drove - did not drive out, the bear drove - did not drive out and you cannot drive out!
No, I'll kick it out! They approached the hut, the bull roared like:
Go, fox, get out! And the fox to them from the stove:
As I jump out, as I jump out, the shreds will go through the back streets! The bull got scared and ran away.
The bunny goes dear again, crying more than ever. I'm going to meet a rooster with a scythe:
Ku-ka-re-ku! What are you crying about, bunny?
How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and a fox had an ice one. She asked me to spend the night with me, but she kicked me out!
Come on, I'll help your grief!
No, cock, you can't help! The dog drove - did not drive out, the bear drove - did not drive out, the bull drove - did not drive out, and you cannot drive out!
No, I'll kick it out! They approached the hut, the rooster stomped with its paws, scored with its wings:
Ku-ka-re-ku-u!
I walk on my heels, I carry a braid on my shoulders
I want to cut the fox, get off, fox, from the stove!
Once upon a time there was a fox and a hare. The fox has an ice hut, and the hare has a bast hut. Here is the fox and teases the hare:
My hut is light, and yours is dark! Mine is light, and yours is dark!
Summer has come, the fox's hut has melted. Fox and asks to the hare:
Let me go zayushka, even on the courtyard to your place!
No, liska, I won't let go: why did you tease?
The fox began to beg more. The hare and let her into his yard.
The next day the fox asks again:
Let me go, zayushka, on the porch.
The fox begged, begged, the hare agreed and let the fox onto the porch.
On the third day, the fox again asks:
Let me go, zayushka, into the hut.
No, I won't let it go: why did you tease?
The fox asked, asked, let the hare into the hut.
The fox is sitting on the bench, and the bunny is on the stove.
On the fourth day, the fox again asks:
Zainka, zainka, let me go to your stove!
No, I won't let it go: why did you tease?
The fox asked, asked, and begged - the hare let her go to the stove.
A day passed, another - the fox began to drive the hare from the hut:
Get out, scythe! I don't want to live with you!
So I drove out.
A hare sits and cries, grieves, wipes tears with its paws. Dogs run past:
Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! What are you crying about, zayinka?
Don't cry, bunny, the dogs say. - we'll kick her out.
No, don't kick it out!
No, let's kick it out!
We went to the hut.
Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! Go, fox, get out!
And she told them from the oven:
The dogs got scared and ran away.
Again the bunny sits and cries. A wolf walks by:
What are you crying about, zayinka?
How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and a fox had an ice one. Spring came. the fox's hut melted. She asked to see me, but she kicked me out.
Don't cry, bunny, - says the wolf, - I'll drive her out.
No, you can't kick it out! They drove the dogs - they didn't drive them out, and you won't drive them out.
No, I'll kick it out!
Uyyy ... Uyyy ... Go, fox, get out!
And she is from the oven:
As I jump out, as I jump out - the scraps will go through the back streets!
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The wolf got scared and ran away.
Here the bunny again sits and cries. The old bear is walking:
What are you crying about, zayinka?
How can I, Medvedushko, not cry? I had a bast hut, and a fox had an ice one. Spring came. the fox's hut melted. She asked to see me, but she kicked me out.
Don't cry, bunny, - says the bear, - I'll drive her out.
No, you can't kick it out! Dogs chased, chased - not chased, gray wolf chased, chased - not chased. And you won't kick it out.
No, I'll kick it out!
The bear went to the hut and growled:
Rrrr ... rrr ... Go, fox, get out!
And she is from the oven:
As I jump out, as I jump out - the scraps will go through the back streets!
The bear got scared and left.
Again the hare sits and cries. There is a rooster carrying a scythe.
Ku-ka-re-ku! Zainka, what are you crying about?
How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and a fox had an ice one. Spring came. the fox's hut melted. She asked to see me, but she kicked me out.
Do not grieve, zainka, I will expel the fox for you.
No, you can't kick it out! The dogs drove - they did not drive out, the gray wolf drove, drove - did not drive out, the old bear drove, drove - did not drive out. And you won't kick it out.
The rooster went to the hut:
The fox heard, got scared and said:
Dressing ...
Rooster again:
Ku-ka-re-ku! I walk on my feet, in red boots, I carry a scythe on my shoulders: I want to cut a fox, the fox has gone from the stove!
And the fox says:
I put on a fur coat ...
Rooster for the third time:
Ku-ka-re-ku! I walk on my feet, in red boots, I carry a scythe on my shoulders: I want to cut a fox, the fox has gone from the stove!
The fox got scared, jumped off the stove - and run. And the zayushka and the rooster began to live and enjoy.
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Zaykina's hut - Russian folk tale
Zaykin's hut is a fairy tale about how a cunning fox took the bunny's house and no one could kick her out of a warm house. However, the cockerel found a way to cope with the daunting task ...
Zaykin's hut read
Once upon a time, there lived a chanterelle and a hare in the forest. They lived not far from each other. Autumn came. It became cold in the forest. They decided to build huts for the winter. The chanterelle built herself a hut from free-flowing snow, and the bunny from free-flowing sand. They overwintered in new huts. Spring has come, the sun has warmed up. Lisichkina's hut has melted, and Zaykina is standing as she stood.
The fox came to the hare's hut, drove out the hare, and she remained in his hut.
A bunny went from his yard, sat down under a birch tree and cried.
There is a wolf. He sees - the bunny is crying.
What are you, bunny, crying for? the wolf asks.
How can I, bunny, not cry? We lived with a chanterelle close to each other. We built our own huts: I - from loose sand, and she - from loose snow. Spring has come. Her hut has melted, and mine is as it stood. A chanterelle came, kicked me out of my hut, and stayed in it herself. So I sit and cry.
They went. They came. The wolf stood on the threshold of the hare's hut and shouts at the fox:
Why did you climb into someone else's hut? Get off the stove, fox, or I'll throw it off, I'll beat your shoulders. The chanterelle was not afraid, answers the wolf:
Oh, wolf, beware: my tail is like a rod - as I will give, so is death to you.
The wolf got scared and ran away. And he left the bunny. The bunny sat down under the birch again and cried bitterly.
A bear is walking through the forest. He sees a bunny sitting under a birch and crying.
What, bunny, are you crying? the bear asks.
How can I, bunny, not cry? We lived with a chanterelle close to each other. We built our own huts: I - from loose sand, and she - from loose snow. Spring has come. Her hut has melted, and mine is as it stood. A chanterelle came, kicked me out of my hut and stayed there herself. So I sit and cry.
Don't cry, bunny. Come on, I'll help you, drive the fox out of your hut.
They went. They came. The bear stood on the threshold of the hare's hut and shouts at the chanterelle:
Why did you take the hut from the bunny? Get off the stove, fox, or I'll throw it off, I'll beat your shoulders.
The chanterelle was not frightened, replies to the bear:
Oh, bear, beware: my tail is like a rod - as I will give, so is death to you here.
The bear got scared and ran away and left one of the bunnies.
Again the bunny went from his yard, sat down under the birch and cried bitterly. Suddenly he sees a rooster walking through the forest. I saw a bunny, came up and asked:
What, bunny, are you crying?
How can I, bunny, not cry? We lived with a chanterelle close to each other. We built our own huts: I - from loose sand, and she - from loose snow. Spring has come. Her hut has melted, and mine is as it stood. A chanterelle came, kicked me out of my hut and stayed there herself. Here I sit and cry.
Don't cry, bunny, I'll drive the fox out of your hut.
Oh, petite, - the bunny is crying, - where can you drive her out? The wolf drove - not drove. The bear drove - not drove.
But I'll kick it out. Let's go, says the rooster. Let's go.
A rooster entered the hut, stood on the threshold, crowed, and then, as it shouted:
I am a rooster,
I am a songbird,
On short legs
On high heels.
I carry a braid on my shoulder
I'll take off the fox's head.
And the chanterelle lies and says:
Oh, rooster, beware: my tail is a twig - as I will give, so is death to you.
The cockerel jumped from the threshold into the hut and again shouts:
I am a rooster,
I am a songbird,
On short legs
On high heels.
I carry a braid on my shoulder
I'll take off the fox's head.
And - jump on the stove to the fox. Pecked the fox in the back. How the fox jumped up and how it ran out of the hare's hut, and the hare slammed the doors behind her.
And he remained to live in his hut with the cockerel.
(Ill. Yu.Vasnetsov)
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Russian folktale
F or - there was a fox and a hare. The fox has an ice hut, and the hare has a bast hut. Here is the fox and teases the hare:
- My hut is light, but yours is dark! Mine is light, and yours is dark!
Summer has come, the fox's hut has melted. Fox and asks to the hare:
- Let me go zayushka, even on the courtyard to yourself!
- No, liska, I won't let go: why did you tease?
The fox began to beg more. The hare and let her into his yard.
The next day the fox asks again:
- Let me go, zayushka, on the porch.
The fox begged, begged, the hare agreed and let the fox onto the porch.
On the third day, the fox again asks:
- Let me go, zayushka, into the hut.
- No, I won't let you in: why did you tease?
She asked, begged, the hare let her into the hut.
The fox is sitting on the bench, and the bunny is on the stove.
On the fourth day, the fox again asks:
- Zainka, zainka, let me on the stove to your place!
- No, I won't let you in: why did you tease?
The fox asked, asked, and begged - the hare let her go to the stove.
A day passed, another - the fox began to drive the hare from the hut:
- Get out, scythe! I don't want to live with you!
So I drove out.
A hare sits and cries, grieves, wipes tears with its paws. Dogs run past:
- Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! What are you crying about, zayinka?
“Don't cry, bunny,” the dogs say. - we'll kick her out.
- No, do not kick it out!
- No, we'll kick it out!
We went to the hut.
- Tyaf, tyaf, tyaf! Go, fox, get out!
And she told them from the oven:
The dogs got scared and ran away.
Again the bunny sits and cries. A wolf walks by:
- About what, zainka, crying?
- How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and a fox had an ice one. Spring came. the fox's hut melted. The fox asked to come to me, but she kicked me out.
- Don't cry, bunny, - the wolf says, - I'll drive her out.
- No, you can't kick it out! They drove the dogs - they didn't drive them out, and you won't drive them out.
- No, I'll kick it out!
The wolf went to the hut and howled in a terrible voice:
- Uyyy ... Uyyy ... Go, fox, get out!
And she is from the oven:
- As I jump out, as I jump out - scraps will go through the back streets!
The wolf got scared and ran away.
Here the bunny again sits and cries. The old bear is walking:
- What are you crying about, zayinka?
- How can I, Medvedushko, not cry? I had a bast hut, and a fox had an ice one. Spring came. the fox's hut melted. The fox asked to come to me, but she kicked me out.
- Don't cry, bunny, - the bear says, - I'll drive her out.
- No, you can't kick it out! Dogs chased, chased - not chased, gray wolf chased, chased - not chased. And you won't kick it out.
- No, I'll kick it out!
The bear went to the hut and growled:
- Rrrr ... rrr ... Go, fox, get out!
And she is from the oven:
- As I jump out, as I jump out - scraps will go through the back streets!
The bear got scared and left.
Again the hare sits and cries. There is a rooster carrying a scythe.
- Ku-ka-re-ku! Zainka, what are you crying about?
- How can I not cry? I had a bast hut, and a fox had an ice one. Spring came. the fox's hut melted. The fox asked to come to me, but she kicked me out.
- Do not grieve, zainka, I will expel the fox for you.
- No, you can't kick it out! The dogs drove - they did not drive out, the gray wolf drove, drove - did not drive out, the old bear drove, drove - did not drive out. And even more so you will not expel.
The rooster went to the hut:
The fox heard, got scared and said:
- Dressing ...
Rooster again:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! I walk on my feet, in red boots, carry a scythe on my shoulders: I want to cut a fox, the fox has gone from the stove!
And the fox says:
- I put on a fur coat ...
Rooster for the third time:
- Ku-ka-re-ku! I walk on my feet, in red boots, carry a scythe on my shoulders: I want to cut a fox, the fox has gone from the stove!
The fox got scared, jumped off the stove - and run. And the zayushka with the rooster began to live and enjoy.
