Папа Панда - Колобок
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Once upon a time there lived an old man and an old woman
And so the old man said to the old woman:
Go ahead, old woman, scrape, sweep the bin, scrape up some flour for the Kolobok
The old woman said OK
She scraped the bin, swept the bin and scraped up a couple of handfuls of flour
She mixed the flour with sour cream, made a Kolobok, fried it in butter and put it on the windowsill to cool
The Kolobok lay there for a while, then he took it and rolled it - from the window to the bench, from the bench to the floor, across the floor to the door, jumped over the threshold - and into the entryway, from the entryway to the porch, from the porch to the yard, from the yard through the gate, and further, and further
The Kolobok rolls along the road, and the Hare comes towards him:
Kolobok, Kolobok, I'll eat you
Don't eat me, Hare, I'll eat you, Come on, I'll sing you a song instead:
I'm Kolobok, Kolobok
I'm scraped from a box
Swept from a bin
Kneaded in sour cream
And fried in butter
Cooled on the windowsill
I left Grandpa
I left Grandma
And I'll leave you, Hare, even more so
And he rolled down the road - only the Hare saw him
Kolobok is rolling, and the Wolf comes towards him:
Kolobok, Kolobok, I'll eat you
Don't eat me, Gray Wolf, come on, I'll sing you a song instead and sang:
I'm Kolobok, Kolobok
I'm scraped from a box
Swept from a bin
Kneaded in sour cream
And fried in butter
Cooled on the windowsill
I left Grandpa
I left Grandma
I left the Hare
And I'll leave you, Wolf, even more so I'll leave
Bye
And he rolled down the road - only the Wolf saw him
The Gingerbread Man rolls, and the Bear comes towards him:
Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man, I'll eat you
Where can you, clubfoot, eat me?
I'm a tough Gingerbread Man
I'm Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man
I was scraped from a box
Swept from a bin
Kneaded in sour cream
And fried in butter
Cold on the windowsill
I left Grandpa
I left Grandma
I left the Hare
I left the Wolf
And I'll leave you, Bear, even more so
And he rolled again - only the Bear saw him
The Gingerbread Man rolls, and the Fox comes towards him:
Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man, where are you rolling, my friend?
I'm just rolling along the path, little fox
That's it
Kolobok, Kolobok, sing me your song, my friend
Well, and, of course, Kolobok sang:
I'm Kolobok, Kolobok
I was scraped on the bin
Swept on the bin
Kneaded in sour cream
And fried in butter
Cooled on the windowsill
I left Grandpa
I left Grandma
I left the Hare
I left the Wolf
I left the Bear
And it's easy to leave you, Fox
And the Fox says to him:
Ah, the song is good, but I can't hear well
Kolobok, Kolobok, sit on my toe and sing it again, only louder, please
Kolobok jumped on the Fox's nose and sang the same song louder
And the Fox again to him:
Kolobok, Kolobok, sit on my tongue and sing for the last time
The bun jumped onto the Fox's tongue, and the Fox ate it - Am-am-am-am - and ate it
And there is no more singer
I am the bun, the bun
I was scraped on the box
Swept on the bin
Kneaded in sour cream
And fried in butter
Cold on the windowsill
I left Grandpa
I left Grandma
I left the Hare
I left the Wolf
I left the Bear
But the bun did not leave the Fox
Goodbye, Bun