Борода Бабая - Рыбак
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On the outskirts of a village, next to a river, lived a fisherman. And the women everywhere whispered, as if everything was wrong with him. He ran off somewhere at night, abandoned his home, his children, his wife. It was as if he had had an affair with a mermaid and succumbed to witchcraft.

I caught her in a seine, an unearthly beauty. Her fins didn't bother her, and I didn't care about her scales. The rest, like a woman's, was all in place - her chest, her face. I've never seen miracles, but I'm lucky with you.

I-I-I-I'm the son of a port "prostitute"
And-and-and-and I've never known such love.
What-o-o-do I care about your moralizing?

I-I-I-I gave my whole heart to the mermaid.

Out of great love for the mermaid, the fisherman grew scales.

His eyes bulged, he was pale, like The dead man
Soon became just like a fish, frightening everyone in the village.
Spreading his gills tightly, he muttered in a nautical voice.

I-I-I-I'm the son of a port "prostitute"
And-and-and I've never known such love in my life.
What-o-o-oh, do I care about your moralizing?
I-I-I-I gave my whole heart to a mermaid.

The whole village decided: - Skin the fisherman!
Cook up a feast of "fish soup" and invite the people to the table.

A feast for the whole village, and the fisherman's wife,
Smiling, ate it - soup made from her husband,
scoundrel!