Lyrics Чешская народная сказка - Златовласка
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В одной стране - забыл я ее название - был королем злой и сварливый старик. Пришла однажды к нему во дворец торговка, принесла в корзине свежую рыбу и говорит:
- Купи у меня эту рыбу, король, жалеть не будешь.
Король покосился на рыбу:
- Не видел я еще такой рыбы в своем королевстве. Ядовитая, что ли?
- Что ты! - испугалась торговка. - Прикажи эту рыбу зажарить, съешь ее-и ты сразу начнешь понимать разговор всех зверей, рыб и птиц. Даже самый малый жучок что-нибудь пропищит, а ты уже будешь знать, чего он хочет. Станешь самым умным королем на земле.
Королю это понравилось. Он купил у торговки рыбу и, хотя был скупой и жадный, даже не торговался и заплатил, сколько она запросила. "Вот теперь, - подумал король и потер костлявые руки, - буду я самым умным на свете и завоюю весь мир. Это уж как пить дать! Поплачут теперь мои недруги".
Король позвал своего слугу, молодого Иржика, и приказал ему зажарить рыбу к обеду.
- Но только без плутовства! - сказал король Иржику. - Если ты съешь хоть один кусочек этой рыбы, отрублю голову.
Принес Иржик рыбу на кухню, поглядел на нее и еще больше удивился: никогда он не видел такой рыбы. Каждая рыбья чешуйка светилась разноцветным огнем, как радуга. Жалко было чистить и жарить такую рыбу. Но против королевского приказа не пойдешь.
Жарит Иржик рыбу и никак не может понять, готова она или нет. Рыба не румянится, не покрывается корочкой, а становится прозрачной.
"Кто ее знает, зажарилась она или нет, подумал Иржик. - Надо попробовать".
Взял кусочек, пожевал и проглотил, - как будто готова. Жует и слышит тоненькие писклявые голоса:
- И нам кусочек! И нам кусочек! Ж-ж-жареной рыбы!
Оглянулся Иржик. Никого нет. Только мухи летают над блюдом с рыбой.
- Ага! - сказал Иржик. - Теперь я кое-что начинаю понимать насчет этой рыбы.
In one country — I forgot its name — the king was a wicked and ill-tempered old man. Once a merchant came to his palace, brought fresh fish in a basket and said:
- Buy me this fish, king, you will not be sorry.
The king squinted at the fish:
- I have not seen such fish in my kingdom. Poisonous, or what?
- What are you! - the seller was frightened. - Order this fish to fry, eat it, and you will immediately begin to understand the conversation of all animals, fish and birds. Even the smallest beetle buzzes something, and you will already know what he wants. Become the smartest king on earth.
The king liked that. He bought fish from a merchant and, although he was stingy and greedy, did not even bargain and paid how much she had requested. "Now," the king thought and rubbed his bony hands, "I will be the smartest in the world and conquer the whole world. This is how to drink! My enemies will cry now."
The king called his servant, young Irzhik, and ordered him to fry fish for dinner.
- But only without trickery! - said King Irzhiku. - If you eat at least one piece of this fish, I will cut off the head.
Irzhik brought the fish to the kitchen, looked at her and was even more surprised: he had never seen such fish. Each fish scale glowed with a colorful fire like a rainbow. It was a pity to clean and fry such fish. But against the royal order you will not go.
Irzhik fries fish and can not understand in any way whether it is ready or not. The fish does not blush, does not crust, and becomes transparent.
"Who knows if she was fried or not, thought Izhik. - We must try."
He took a piece, chewed and swallowed - as if ready. Chews and hears thin squeaky voices:
- And we have a piece! And we have a piece! Wf-fried fish!
Looked Irzhik. There is not anyone. Only flies fly over the fish dish.
- Yeah! - said Irzhik. “Now I'm starting to understand something about this fish.”
- Buy me this fish, king, you will not be sorry.
The king squinted at the fish:
- I have not seen such fish in my kingdom. Poisonous, or what?
- What are you! - the seller was frightened. - Order this fish to fry, eat it, and you will immediately begin to understand the conversation of all animals, fish and birds. Even the smallest beetle buzzes something, and you will already know what he wants. Become the smartest king on earth.
The king liked that. He bought fish from a merchant and, although he was stingy and greedy, did not even bargain and paid how much she had requested. "Now," the king thought and rubbed his bony hands, "I will be the smartest in the world and conquer the whole world. This is how to drink! My enemies will cry now."
The king called his servant, young Irzhik, and ordered him to fry fish for dinner.
- But only without trickery! - said King Irzhiku. - If you eat at least one piece of this fish, I will cut off the head.
Irzhik brought the fish to the kitchen, looked at her and was even more surprised: he had never seen such fish. Each fish scale glowed with a colorful fire like a rainbow. It was a pity to clean and fry such fish. But against the royal order you will not go.
Irzhik fries fish and can not understand in any way whether it is ready or not. The fish does not blush, does not crust, and becomes transparent.
"Who knows if she was fried or not, thought Izhik. - We must try."
He took a piece, chewed and swallowed - as if ready. Chews and hears thin squeaky voices:
- And we have a piece! And we have a piece! Wf-fried fish!
Looked Irzhik. There is not anyone. Only flies fly over the fish dish.
- Yeah! - said Irzhik. “Now I'm starting to understand something about this fish.”