On the very edge of the earth, where the clear sky
As if coming down behind our bothers end,
A horrible building stood on the mountain high,
From afar reminding UN.
Everything sparkle like lightning -
What a beauty - but only, hold on
In this building poor queen
Lives like in a prison.
And Koscshey the Deathless put ferocious beast
To guard this place from foes, -
But in itís own way - hapless and meek,
Might have been that beast - who knows!
From missing itís mum, the beast was sad
The monster always cries, -
Because it has all seven heads,
And fifteen teary eyes.
Koscshey himself (before couldíve fight - hand to hand combat)
From loving queen - became all withered and thin -
In his own way, he became an old fart, -
Well, and the beast - wouldnít let him near the queen.
"Whatís the big deal, let me through,
Iím all shivering from last!..."
"You can take this job, and shove it too -
Iíll never let you pass!"
And decided to get there, a good fellow Ivan:
He said, so what, weíve seen the likes of Koscshey!
He is always: what and where - and at once he sneaked in there, -
He was hapless and a fool - in his own way!
Whether stuttered eagle-owl,
Whether bittern laughed, -
So sad became the soul
Of Ivan the Fool.
Thatís how started his useless heroic deeds,
His worthless fight with Baba-Yagaís, -
She is also hapless in her own needs -
Just the same forest rubble.
How many witches he forever put to sleep! -
Pair of young ones, in their prime and glory, -
When he saw them in the morning - he sniffed:
What a fool, he felt so sorry!
But, nonetheless, he came near, and his
Sleepy state overcome Ivan, -
In the corner was lying poor beast,
All itís heads leaning into the fountain.
Right here, Ivan runs towards it, -
Quickly chopping off itís heads, -
And towards Koscshey he approach swift,
Swinging his sword right and left.
And he threatened two thousand years old man:
"Now, - he said, - Iíll cut off your beard in one moment!
So die, be gone, Koscshey!" But Koscshey in reply:
"I would be glad, but Iím deathless - I canít die!"
But Ivan, he doesnít listen, mad like hell:
"Oh, youíre retched capitalist!
There, you build so many rooms for yourself, -
Youíve hidden a maiden, old beast!
"While I took a commitment - Iíll finish my cause!" -
And from those speeches, unheard in a way
Without any interference, on his own died Koscshey, -
He was uneducated, backwards that Koscshey.
And Ivan, with anger red his face, -
Spit on the floor, and kicked Koscshey, -
And to the hapless in her own way
Walked to the poor, imprisoned maiden!...