We walked dear unfortunate to seek our destiny
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In one village, for the night, an old man let in a hut
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We drank strong moonshine - the owner was kind to us
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The river ran outside the window, the pine forest rustled ...
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I drink a little more than I can, but less than I want
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When I drink, I don't sing - I don't sing, I scream
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No one will shut my throat, won't forbid my dance
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But then the old man said: "Give me" and began his story
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Ivan was fabulously rich, but had no children
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Ivan set the oak table and invited guests
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He slept with one widow - the widow said: "Wait"
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It's winter now, I'll settle when it rains
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Happy Ivan snored like a Red Army regiment
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He was fast asleep when a wolf appeared to him in a dream.
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The wolf said: “If you want a daughter, throw your head into the fire,
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If you want a son, then give me your right hand
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Don't be stubborn like a donkey, be clean like a tear
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But know - if you want to deceive - a widow will give birth to a goat "
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Having said all this, the wolf disappeared, Ivan opened his eyes -
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The widow lay on her side, stroking her ass,
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Ivan put on boots and shorts,
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Harnessed three fast blacks and the horses carried
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Ivan galloped for four days to Kudykina Mountain
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There lived a friend Makar on the mountain - all in gold, silver
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Makar served as a policeman and drank the broth
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Upon learning of Vanya's misfortune, he said: "Let's catch the creature"
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They set traps along the forest roads
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A lion, an owl and a hare were caught, but a wolf was not caught
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Friends guzzled grub and rushed into the woods
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While chasing wolves, spring ended...
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Ivan drank wine all summer, walking along the swamps
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The widow sat at the window and stroked her belly
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One August afternoon, hearing Vanya's cry
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The widow grabbed kerosene and set fire to the reeds
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It was like a conventional sign - a fire broke out
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September had not yet come, as Makar galloped
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Makar parted the reeds and looked through the fire,
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And there is Ivan without a head and where is his palm ...
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Makar swore "E-mine", but quietly, not from evil
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The widow did not wait for the rains and gave birth to a goat.
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Twelve years have passed since then, Makar sat down for bribes
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The goat was allowed into the garden, and the goat became numb
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Ivan is buried near the swamps - it's quiet there, not a soul
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And colored reeds grow from his chest...
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The old man finished, quietly got up, opened the hayloft for us
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Friends fell asleep this very hour and only I did not sleep
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I thought, looking at the moon, what became of the widow
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All night, through the snoring of my friends, I heard a wolf howl ... |