Three maidens by the window
We spun late in the evening.
“If only I were a queen,”
One girl says,
Then for the whole baptized world
I would prepare a feast."
“If only I were a queen,”
Her sister says,
Then there would be one for the whole world
I wove fabrics.”
“If only I were a queen,”
The third sister said,
I would for the father-king
She gave birth to a hero."
I just managed to say,
The door creaked softly,
And the king enters the room,
The sides of that sovereign.
During the entire conversation
He stood behind the fence;
Speech last on everything
He fell in love with it.
“Hello, red maiden,”
He says - be a queen
And give birth to a hero
I'm at the end of September.
You, my dear sisters,
Get out of the bright room.
Follow me
Following me and my sister:
Be one of you a weaver,
And the other one is the cook.”
The Tsar Father came out into the vestibule.
Everyone went into the palace.
The king did not gather for long:
Got married that same evening.
Tsar Saltan for an honest feast
He sat down with the young queen;
And then the honest guests
On the ivory bed
They put the young ones
And they left them alone.
The cook is angry in the kitchen,
The weaver is crying at the loom -
And they envy
To the Sovereign's wife.
And the queen is young,
Without putting things off,
I carried it from the first night.
At that time there was war.
Tsar Saltan said goodbye to his wife,
Sitting on a good horse,
She punished herself
Take care of him, loving him.
Meanwhile how far away he is
It beats long and hard,
The time of birth is coming;
God gave them a son in arshin,
And the queen over the child,
Like an eagle over an eaglet;
She sends a messenger with a letter,
To please my father.
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha
They want to inform her
They are ordered to take over the messenger;
They themselves send another messenger
Here's what, word by word:
“The queen gave birth in the night
Either a son or a daughter;
Not a mouse, not a frog,
And an unknown animal."
As the king-father heard,
What did the messenger tell him?
In anger he began to perform miracles
And he wanted to hang the messenger;
But, having softened this time,
He gave the messenger the following order:
"Wait for the Tsar's return
For a legal solution."
A messenger rides with a letter
And he finally arrived.
And the weaver with the cook
With in-law Babarikha
They order him to be robbed;
They make the messenger drunk
And his bag is empty
They thrust another certificate -
And the drunken messenger brought
On the same day the order is as follows:
“The king orders his boyars,
Without wasting time,
And the queen and the offspring
Secretly throw into the abyss of water."
There is nothing to do: boyars,
Worrying about the sovereign
And to the young queen,
A crowd came to her bedroom.
They declared the king's will -
She and her son have an evil share,
Read the decree aloud
And the queen at the same hour
They put me in a barrel with my son,
They tarred and drove away
And they let me into Okiyan -
This is what Tsar Saltan ordered.
The stars shine in the blue sky,
In the blue sea the waves are lashing;
A cloud is moving across the sky
A barrel floats on the sea.
Like a bitter widow
The queen is crying and struggling within her;
And the child grows there
Not by days, but by hours.
The day has passed - the queen is screaming...
And the child hurries the wave:
“Are you, my wave, a wave?
You are playful and free;
You splash wherever you want,
You sharpen sea stones
You drown the shores of the earth,
You raise ships -
Don't destroy our soul:
Throw us out onto dry land!”
And the wave listened:
She's right there on the shore
I carried the barrel out lightly
And she left quietly.
Mother and baby saved;
She feels the earth.
But who will take them out of the barrel?
Will God really leave them?
The son rose to his feet,
I rested my head on the bottom,
I strained a little:
“It’s like there’s a window looking out into the yard
Should we do it? - he said,
Knocked the bottom out and walked out.
Mother and son are now free;
They see a hill in a wide field;
The sea is blue all around,
Green oak over the hill.
The son thought: good dinner
However, we would need it.
He breaks the oak branch
And bends the bow tightly,
Silk cord from the cross
I strung an oak bow,
I broke a thin cane,
He pointed the arrow lightly
And went to the edge of the valley
Look for game by the sea.
He just approaches the sea,
It’s like he hears a groan...
Apparently, the sea is not quiet:
He looks and sees the matter dashingly:
The swan beats among the swells,
The kite flies over her;
That poor thing is just splashing,
The water is muddy and gushing all around...
He's already unfurled his claws,
The bloody bite has intensified...
But just as the arrow began to sing -
I hit a kite in the neck -
The kite shed blood in the sea.
The prince lowered his bow;
Looks: a kite is drowning in the sea
And it doesn’t moan like a bird’s cry,
The swan is swimming around
The evil kite pecks
Death is hastening near,
Beats with its wing and drowns in the sea -
And then to the prince
Says in Russian:
“You are the prince, my savior,
My mighty savior,
Don't worry about me
You won't eat for three days
That the arrow was lost at sea;
This grief is not grief at all.
I will repay you with kindness
I will serve you later:
You didn’t deliver the swan,
He left the girl alive;
You didn't kill the kite,
The sorcerer was shot.
I will never forget you:
You'll find me everywhere
And now you come back,
Don’t worry and go to bed.”
The swan bird flew away
And the prince and queen,
Having spent the whole day like this,
We decided to go to bed on an empty stomach.
The prince opened his eyes;
Shaking off the dreams of the night
And marveling at myself
He sees the city is big,
Walls with frequent battlements,
And behind the white walls
Church domes sparkle
And holy monasteries.
He will quickly wake up the queen;
She will gasp!.. “Will it happen? -
He says, I see:
My swan amuses itself.”
Mother and son go to the city.
We just stepped outside the fence,
Deafening ringing
Rose from all sides:
People are pouring towards them,
The church choir praises God;
In golden carts
A lush courtyard greets them;
Everyone calls them loudly
And the prince is crowned
Princes cap and head
They shout over themselves;
And among his capital,
With the queen's permission,
On the same day he began to reign
And he was named: Prince Guidon.
The wind blows on the sea
And the boat speeds up;
He runs in the waves
With full sails.
The shipbuilders are amazed
There are crowds on the boat,
On a familiar island
They see a miracle in reality:
The new golden-domed city,
A pier with a strong outpost -
The guns are firing from the pier,
The ship is ordered to land.
Guests arrive at the outpost
He feeds and waters them
And he orders me to keep the answer:
“What are you, guests, bargaining with?
And where are you sailing now?
The shipbuilders responded:
"We've traveled all over the world,
Traded sables
Black-brown foxes;
And now our time has come,
We're going straight east
Past Buyan Island,
The prince then said to them:
« Bon voyage to you, gentlemen,
By sea along Okiyan
To the glorious Tsar Saltan;
I bow to him."
The guests are on their way, and Prince Guidon
From the shore with a sad soul
Accompanying their long run;
Look - above the flowing waters
A white swan is swimming.
Why are you sad?” -
She tells him.
The prince sadly replies:
“Sadness and melancholy eats me up,
Defeated the young man:
I would like to see my father."
Swan to the prince: “This is the grief!
Well listen: you want to go to sea
Fly behind the ship?
Be a mosquito, prince.”
And flapped her wings,
The water splashed noisily
And sprayed him
From head to toe everything.
Here he shrunk to a point,
Turned into a mosquito
He flew and squealed,
I caught up with the ship at sea,
Slowly sank
On the ship - and hid in a crack.
The wind makes a cheerful noise,
The ship is running merrily
Past Buyan Island,
To the kingdom of the glorious Saltan,
And the desired country
It's visible from afar.
The guests came ashore;
Tsar Saltan invites them to visit,
And follow them to the palace
Our daredevil has flown.
He sees: all shining in gold,
Tsar Saltan sits in his chamber
On the throne and in the crown
With a sad thought on his face;
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha
They sit near the king
And they look into his eyes.
Tsar Saltan seats guests
At his table and asks:
“Oh, you, gentlemen, guests,
How long did it take? Where?
Is it good or bad overseas?
And what miracle is there in the world?”
The shipbuilders responded:
“We have traveled all over the world;
Living overseas is bad,
In the world, here’s a miracle:
The island was steep in the sea,
Not private, not residential;
It lay as an empty plain;
A single oak tree grew on it;
And now it stands on it
New city with a palace,
With golden-domed churches,
With towers and gardens,
And Prince Guidon sits in it;
He sent you his regards."
Tsar Saltan marvels at the miracle;
He says: “As long as I’m alive,
I’ll visit the wonderful island,
I’ll stay with Guidon.”
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha
They don't want to let him in
A wonderful island to visit.
“It’s a curiosity, really,”
Winking at others slyly,
The cook says, -
The city is by the sea!
Know that this is not a trifle:
Spruce in the forest, under the spruce squirrel,
Squirrel sings songs
And he gnaws all the nuts,
And nuts are not simple,
All the shells are golden,
The cores are pure emerald;
That’s what they call a miracle.”
Tsar Saltan marvels at the miracle,
And the mosquito is angry, angry -
And the mosquito just bit into it
Aunt right in the right eye.
The cook turned pale
She froze and winced.
Servants, in-law and sister
They catch a mosquito with a scream.
“You damned midge!
We are you!..” And He is through the window
Yes, calm down to your destiny
Flew across the sea.
Again the prince walks by the sea,
He doesn’t take his eyes off the blue sea;
Look - above the flowing waters
A white swan is swimming.
“Hello, my handsome prince!
Why are you sad?” -
She tells him.
Prince Guidon answers her:
“Sadness and melancholy eats me up;
Wonderful miracle
I'd like to. There is somewhere
Spruce in the forest, under the spruce there is a squirrel;
A miracle, really, not a trinket -
Squirrel sings songs
Yes, he gnaws all the nuts,
And nuts are not simple,
All the shells are golden,
The cores are pure emerald;
But maybe people are lying."
The swan answers the prince:
“The world tells the truth about the squirrel;
I know this miracle;
Enough, prince, my soul,
Do not worry; glad to serve
I will show you friendship."
With a cheerful soul
The prince went home;
As soon as I stepped into the wide courtyard -
Well? under the tall tree,
He sees the squirrel in front of everyone
The golden one gnaws a nut,
The emerald takes out,
And he collects the shells,
He puts equal piles,
And sings with a whistle
To be honest in front of all the people:
Whether in the garden or in the vegetable garden.
Prince Guidon was amazed.
“Well, thank you,” he said, “
Oh yes swan - God bless her,
It’s the same fun for me.”
Prince for the squirrel later
Built a crystal house.
The guard was assigned to him
And besides, he forced the clerk
A strict account of nuts is the news.
Profit for the prince, honor for the squirrel.
The wind blows across the sea
And the boat speeds up;
He runs in the waves
With sails raised
Past the steep island,
Past the big city:
The guns are firing from the pier,
The ship is ordered to land.
Guests arrive at the outpost;
Prince Guidon invites them to visit,
He feeds and waters them
And he orders me to keep the answer:
“What are you, guests, bargaining with?
And where are you sailing now?
The shipbuilders responded:
"We've traveled all over the world,
We traded horses
All Don stallions,
And now our time has come -
And the road lies far ahead for us:
Past Buyan Island
To the kingdom of the glorious Saltan..."
The prince then tells them:
"Good journey to you, gentlemen,
By sea along Okiyan
To the glorious Tsar Saltan;
Yes, say: Prince Guidon
He sends his regards to the Tsar.”
The guests bowed to the prince,
They went out and hit the road.
The prince goes to the sea - and the swan is there
Already walking on the waves.
The prince prays: the soul asks,
So it pulls and carries away...
Here she is again
Instantly sprayed everything:
The prince turned into a fly,
Flew and fell
Between sea and sky
On the ship - and climbed into the crack.
The wind makes a cheerful noise,
The ship is running merrily
Past Buyan Island,
To the kingdom of the glorious Saltan -
And the desired country
Now it’s visible from a distance;
The guests came ashore;
Tsar Saltan invites them to visit,
And follow them to the palace
Our daredevil has flown.
He sees: all shining in gold,
Tsar Saltan sits in his chamber
On the throne and in the crown,
With a sad thought on his face.
And the weaver with Babarikha
Yes with a crooked cook
They sit near the king.
They look like angry toads.
Tsar Saltan seats guests
At his table and asks:
“Oh, you, gentlemen, guests,
How long did it take? Where?
Is it good or bad overseas?
And what miracle is there in the world?”
The shipbuilders responded:
“We have traveled all over the world;
Living overseas is not bad;
In the world, here’s a miracle:
An island lies on the sea,
There is a city on the island
With golden-domed churches,
With towers and gardens;
The spruce tree grows in front of the palace,
And below it is a crystal house;
A tame squirrel lives there,
Yes, what an adventure!
Squirrel sings songs
Yes, he gnaws all the nuts,
And nuts are not simple,
All the shells are golden,
The cores are pure emerald;
The servants are guarding the squirrel,
They serve her as various servants -
And a clerk was appointed
A strict account of nuts is the news;
The army salutes her;
A coin is poured from shells
Let them go around the world;
Girls pour emerald
Into the storerooms, and under cover;
Everyone on that island is rich
There are no pictures, there are chambers everywhere;
And Prince Guidon sits in it;
He sent you his regards."
Tsar Saltan marvels at the miracle.
"If only I'm alive,
I’ll visit the wonderful island,
I’ll stay with Guidon.”
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha
They don't want to let him in
A wonderful island to visit.
Smiling secretly,
The weaver says to the king:
“What’s so wonderful about this? Here you go!
The squirrel gnaws pebbles,
Throws gold into piles
Rakes in emeralds;
This won't surprise us
Is it true or not?
There is another wonder in the world:
The sea will swell violently,
It will boil, it will howl,
It rushes onto the empty shore,
Will spill in a noisy run,
And they will find themselves on the shore,
In scales, like the heat of grief,
Thirty-three heroes
All the handsome men are daring,
Young giants
Everyone is equal, as if by selection,
Uncle Chernomor is with them.
It's a miracle, it's such a miracle
It’s fair to say!”
The smart guests are silent,
They don't want to argue with her.
Tsar Saltan marvels,
And Guidon is angry, angry...
He buzzed and just
sat on my aunt's left eye,
And the weaver turned pale:
"Ouch!" - and immediately frowned;
Everyone shouts: “Catch, catch,
Yes, push her, push her...
That's it! wait a little
Wait..." And the prince through the window,
Yes, calm down to your destiny
Arrived across the sea.
The prince walks by the blue sea,
He doesn’t take his eyes off the blue sea;
Look - above the flowing waters
A white swan is swimming.
“Hello, my handsome prince!
Why are you as quiet as a stormy day?
Why are you sad?” -
She tells him.
Prince Guidon answers her:
“Sadness and melancholy eats me up -
I would like something wonderful
Transfer me to my destiny.”
- “What a miracle is this?”
- “Somewhere it will swell violently
Okiyan will raise a howl,
It rushes onto the empty shore,
Splashes in a noisy run,
And they will find themselves on the shore,
In scales, like the heat of grief,
Thirty-three heroes
All the handsome men are young,
Daring giants
Everyone is equal, as if by selection,
Uncle Chernomor is with them.”
The swan answers the prince:
“What, prince, confuses you?
Don't worry, my soul,
I know this miracle.
These knights of the sea
After all, my brothers are all my own.
Don't be sad, go
Wait for your brothers to visit."
The prince went, forgetting his grief,
Sat on the tower and on the sea
He began to look; the sea suddenly
It shook around
Splashed in a noisy run
And left on the shore
Thirty-three heroes;
In scales, like the heat of grief,
The knights are coming in pairs,
And, shining with gray hair,
The guy is walking ahead
And he leads them to the city.
Prince Guidon escapes from the tower,
Greets dear guests;
People are running in a hurry;
The uncle says to the prince:
“The swan sent us to you
And she punished
Keep your glorious city
And go around on patrol.
From now on every day we
We will definitely be together
At your high walls
To emerge from the waters of the sea,
So we'll see you soon,
And now it's time for us to go to sea;
The air of the earth is heavy for us.”
Everyone then went home.
The wind blows across the sea
And the boat speeds up;
He runs in the waves
With sails raised
Past the steep island,
Past the big city;
The guns are firing from the pier,
The ship is ordered to land.
Guests arrive at the outpost;
Prince Guidon invites them to visit,
He feeds them and gives them water,
And he orders me to keep the answer:
“What are you, guests, bargaining with?
And where are you sailing now?
The shipbuilders responded:
“We have traveled all over the world;
We traded damask steel
Pure silver and gold,
And now our time has come;
But the road is far away for us,
Past Buyan Island,
To the kingdom of the glorious Saltan."
The prince then tells them:
"Good journey to you, gentlemen,
By sea along Okiyan
To the glorious Tsar Saltan.
Yes, tell me: Prince Guidon
I send my regards to the Tsar.”
The guests bowed to the prince,
They went out and hit the road.
The prince goes to the sea, and the swan is there
Already walking on the waves.
The prince again: the soul is asking...
So it pulls and carries away...
And again she him
Sprayed everything in an instant.
Here he has shrunk a lot,
The prince turned like a bumblebee,
It flew and buzzed;
I caught up with the ship at sea,
Slowly sank
To the stern - and hid in the gap.
The wind makes a cheerful noise,
The ship is running merrily
Past Buyan Island,
To the kingdom of the glorious Saltan,
And the desired country
It's visible from afar.
The guests came ashore.
Tsar Saltan invites them to visit,
And follow them to the palace
Our daredevil has flown.
He sees, all shining in gold,
Tsar Saltan sits in his chamber
On the throne and in the crown,
With a sad thought on his face.
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha
They sit near the king -
All three are looking at four.
Tsar Saltan seats guests
At his table and asks:
“Oh, you, gentlemen, guests,
How long did it take? Where?
Is it good or bad overseas?
And what miracle is there in the world?”
The shipbuilders responded:
“We have traveled all over the world;
Living overseas is not bad;
In the world, here’s a miracle:
An island lies on the sea,
There is a city on the island,
Every day there is a miracle there:
The sea will swell violently,
It will boil, it will howl,
It rushes onto the empty shore,
Will splash in a quick run -
And they will remain on the shore
Thirty-three heroes
In the scales of golden grief,
All the handsome men are young,
Daring giants
Everyone is equal, as if by selection;
Old uncle Chernomor
With them comes out of the sea
And takes them out in pairs,
To keep that island
And go around on patrol -
And there is no more reliable guard,
Neither braver nor more diligent.
And Prince Guidon sits there;
He sent you his regards."
Tsar Saltan marvels at the miracle.
"As long as I'm alive,
I will visit the wonderful island
And I’ll stay with the prince.”
Cook and weaver
Not a word - but Babarikha,
Smiling, he says:
“Who will surprise us with this?
People come out of the sea
And they wander around on patrol!
Are they telling the truth or lying?
I don't see Diva here.
Are there such divas in the world?
Here goes the rumor that is true:
There is a princess beyond the sea,
What you can't take your eyes off:
During the day the light of God is eclipsed,
At night it illuminates the earth,
The moon shines under the scythe,
And in the forehead the star is burning.
And she herself is majestic,
Protrudes like a peahen;
And as the speech says,
It's like a river babbling.
It is fair to say.
It’s a miracle, it’s such a miracle.”
The smart guests are silent:
They don’t want to argue with the woman.
Tsar Saltan marvels at the miracle -
And although the prince is angry,
But he regrets his eyes
His old grandmother:
He buzzes over her, spins -
Sits right on her nose,
The hero stung his nose:
A blister appeared on my nose.
And again the alarm began:
“Help, for God's sake!
Guard! catch, catch,
Push him, push him...
That's it! wait a little
Wait!..” And the bumblebee through the window,
Yes, calm down to your destiny
Flew across the sea.
The prince walks by the blue sea,
He doesn’t take his eyes off the blue sea;
Look - above the flowing waters
A white swan is swimming.
“Hello, my handsome prince!
Why are you as quiet as a rainy day?
Why are you sad?” -
She tells him.
Prince Guidon answers her:
“Sadness and melancholy eats me up:
People get married; I see
I’m the only one who’s not married.”
- “And who do you have in mind?
You have?" - “Yes in the world,
They say there is a princess
That you can't take your eyes off.
During the day the light of God is eclipsed,
At night the earth lights up -
The moon shines under the scythe,
And in the forehead the star is burning.
And she herself is majestic,
Protrudes like a peahen;
He speaks sweetly,
It's like a river is babbling.
Just, come on, is this true?”
The prince waits with fear for an answer.
The white swan is silent
And, after thinking, he says:
"Yes! there is such a girl.
But the wife is not a mitten:
You can't shake off the white pen
You can't put it under your belt.
I'll give you some advice -
Listen: about everything about it
Think about it,
I wouldn’t repent later.”
The prince began to swear before her,
That it's time for him to get married,
What about all this
He changed his mind along the way;
What is ready with a passionate soul
Behind the beautiful princess
He walks away
At least distant lands.
The swan is here, taking a deep breath,
She said: “Why far away?
Know that your destiny is near,
After all, this princess is me.”
Here she is, flapping her wings,
Flew over the waves
And to the shore from above
Sank into the bushes
Started up, shook myself off
And she turned around like a princess:
The moon shines under the scythe,
And in the forehead the star burns;
And she herself is majestic,
Protrudes like a peahen;
And as the speech says,
It's like a river babbling.
The prince hugs the princess,
Presses to a white chest
And he leads her quickly
To my dear mother.
The prince is at her feet, begging:
"Dear Empress!
I chose my wife
Daughter obedient to you.
We ask for both permissions,
Your blessing:
Bless the children
Live in counsel and love."
Above their humble head
Mother with a miraculous icon
She sheds tears and says:
“God will reward you, children.”
The prince did not take long to get ready,
He married the princess;
They began to live and live,
Yes, wait for the offspring.
The wind blows across the sea
And the boat speeds up;
He runs in the waves
On full sails
Past the steep island,
Past the big city;
The guns are firing from the pier,
The ship is ordered to land.
Guests arrive at the outpost.
Prince Guidon invites them to visit.
He feeds them and gives them water,
And he orders me to keep the answer:
“What are you, guests, bargaining with?
And where are you sailing now?
The shipbuilders responded:
"We've traveled all over the world,
We traded for a reason
Unspecified product;
But the road lies far ahead for us:
Head back to the east,
Past Buyan Island,
To the kingdom of the glorious Saltan."
The prince then said to them:
"Good journey to you, gentlemen,
By sea along Okiyan
To the glorious Tsar Saltan;
Yes, remind him
To my sovereign:
He promised to visit us,
And I haven’t gotten around to it yet -
I send him my regards."
The guests are on their way, and Prince Guidon
Stayed home this time
And he did not separate from his wife.
The wind makes a cheerful noise,
The ship is running merrily
Past Buyan Island,
To the kingdom of the glorious Saltan,
And a familiar country
It's visible from afar.
The guests came ashore.
Tsar Saltan invites them to visit,
Guests see: in the palace
The king sits in his crown.
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha
They sit near the king,
All three are looking at four.
Tsar Saltan seats guests
At his table and asks:
“Oh, you, gentlemen, guests,
How long did it take? Where?
Is it good or bad overseas?
And what miracle is there in the world?”
The shipbuilders responded:
“We have traveled all over the world;
Living overseas is not bad,
In the world, here’s a miracle:
An island lies on the sea,
There is a city on the island,
With golden-domed churches,
With towers and gardens;
The spruce tree grows in front of the palace,
And under it is a crystal house:
The tame squirrel lives in it,
Yes, what a miracle worker!
Squirrel sings songs
Yes, he gnaws all the nuts;
And nuts are not simple,
The shells are golden.
The cores are pure emerald;
The squirrel is groomed and protected.
There's another miracle:
The sea will swell violently,
It will boil, it will howl,
It rushes onto the empty shore,
Will splash in a quick run,
And they will find themselves on the shore,
In scales, like the heat of grief,
Thirty-three heroes
All the handsome men are daring,
Young giants
Everyone is equal, as if by selection -
Uncle Chernomor is with them.
And there is no more reliable guard,
Neither braver nor more diligent.
And the prince has a wife,
What you can't take your eyes off:
During the day the light of God is eclipsed,
At night it illuminates the earth;
The moon shines under the scythe,
And in the forehead the star is burning.
Prince Guidon rules that city,
Everyone praises him diligently;
He sent you his regards,
Yes, he blames you:
He promised to visit us,
But I haven’t gotten around to it yet.”
At this point the king could not resist,
He ordered the fleet to be equipped.
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha
They don't want to let the king in
A wonderful island to visit.
But Saltan does not listen to them
And it just calms them down:
"What am I? king or child? -
He says this not jokingly. -
I’m going now!” - Here he stomped,
He went out and slammed the door.
Guidon sits under the window,
Silently looks at the sea:
It doesn’t make noise, it doesn’t whip,
Only barely trembles.
And in the azure distance
Ships appeared:
Along the Okiyan plains
Tsar Saltan's fleet is on its way.
Prince Guidon then jumped up,
He cried loudly:
“My dear mother!
You, young princess!
Look there:
Father is coming here."
The fleet is already approaching the island.
Prince Guidon blows the trumpet:
The king is standing on deck
And he looks at them through the pipe;
With him is a weaver and a cook,
With his in-law Babarikha;
They are surprised
To the unknown side.
The cannons were fired at once;
The bell towers began to ring;
Guidon himself goes to the sea;
There he meets the king
With the cook and the weaver,
With his in-law Babarikha;
He led the king into the city,
Without saying anything.
Everyone now goes to the wards:
The armor shines at the gate,
And stand in the eyes of the king
Thirty-three heroes
All the handsome men are young,
Daring giants
Everyone is equal, as if by selection,
Uncle Chernomor is with them.
The king stepped into the wide courtyard:
There under the tall tree
The squirrel sings a song
The golden nut gnaws
Emerald takes out
And puts it in a bag;
And the large yard is sown
Golden shell.
Guests are far away - hurriedly
They look - so what? Princess - miracle:
The moon shines under the scythe,
And in the forehead the star burns:
And she herself is majestic,
Performs like a peahen
And she leads her mother-in-law.
The king looks and finds out...
Zealousness surged within him!
"What I see? what's happened?
How!" - and the spirit began to occupy him...
The king burst into tears,
He hugs the queen
And son, and young lady,
And everyone sits down at the table;
And the merry feast began.
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha
They fled to the corners;
They were found there by force.
Here they confessed everything,
They apologised, burst into tears;
Such a king for joy
Sent all three home.
The day has passed - Tsar Saltan
They went to bed half drunk.
I was there; honey, drank beer -
And he just wet his mustache.
At his table and asks:
“Oh, you, gentlemen, guests,
How long did it take? Where?
Is it good or bad across the sea?
And what miracle is there in the world?”
The shipbuilders responded:
“We have traveled all over the world;
Living overseas is not bad;
In the world, here’s a miracle:
An island lies on the sea,
There is a city on the island
With golden-domed churches,
With towers and gardens;
The spruce tree grows in front of the palace,
And below it is a crystal house;
A tame squirrel lives there,
Yes, what an adventure!
The squirrel sings songs
Yes, he keeps nibbling on nuts,
And nuts are not simple,
All the shells are golden,
The cores are pure emerald;
The servants are guarding the squirrel,
They serve her as various servants—
And a clerk was appointed
A strict account of nuts is the news;
The army salutes her;
A coin is poured from the shells,
Let them go around the world;
Girls pour emerald
Into the storerooms, and under cover;
Everyone on that island is rich
There are no pictures, there are chambers everywhere;
And Prince Guidon sits in it;
He sent you his regards."
Tsar Saltan marvels at the miracle.
"If only I'm alive,
I’ll visit the wonderful island,
I’ll stay with Guidon.”
And the weaver with the cook,
With in-law Babarikha,
They don't want to let him in
A wonderful island to visit.
Smiling secretly,
The weaver says to the king:
“What’s so wonderful about this? Here you go!
The squirrel gnaws pebbles,
Throws gold into piles
Rakes in emeralds;
This won't surprise us
Is it true or not?
There is another wonder in the world:
The sea will swell violently,
It will boil, it will howl,
It rushes onto the empty shore,
Will spill in a noisy run,
And they will find themselves on the shore,
In scales, like the heat of grief,
Thirty-three heroes
All the handsome men are daring,
Young giants
Everyone is equal, as if by selection,
Uncle Chernomor is with them.
It's a miracle, it's such a miracle
It’s fair to say!”
The smart guests are silent,
They don't want to argue with her.
Tsar Saltan marvels,
And Guidon is angry, angry...
He buzzed and just
sat on my aunt's left eye,
And the weaver turned pale:
"Ouch!" and immediately frowned;
Everyone shouts: “Catch, catch,
Push her, push her...
That's it! wait a little
Wait..." And the prince through the window,
Yes, calm down to your destiny
Arrived across the sea.
The prince walks by the blue sea,
He doesn’t take his eyes off the blue sea;
Look - above the flowing waters
A white swan is swimming.
“Hello, my handsome prince!
Why are you as quiet as a stormy day?
Why are you sad?” —
She tells him.
Prince Guidon answers her:
“Sadness and melancholy eats me up—
I would like something wonderful
Transfer me to my destiny.”
“What a miracle is this?”
- Somewhere it will swell violently
Okiyan will raise a howl,
It rushes onto the empty shore,
Splashes in a noisy run,
And they will find themselves on the shore,
In scales, like the heat of grief,
Thirty-three heroes
All the handsome men are young,
Daring giants
Everyone is equal, as if by selection,
Uncle Chernomor is with them.
The swan answers the prince:
“What, prince, confuses you?
Don't worry, my soul,
I know this miracle.
These knights of the sea
After all, my brothers are all my own.
Don't be sad, go
Wait for your brothers to visit."
The prince went, forgetting his grief,
Sat on the tower and on the sea
He began to look; the sea suddenly
It shook around
Splashed in a noisy run
And left on the shore
Thirty-three heroes;
In scales, like the heat of grief,
The knights are coming in pairs,
And, shining with gray hair,
The guy is walking ahead
And he leads them to the city.
Natalya Gaevaya
The script for the play “The Tale of Tsar Saltan” by A. S. Pushkin in preparatory group
THEATER PERFORMANCE
"THE TALE OF TSAR SALTAN"
Introduction - melody (Mussorgsky “Dawn on the Moscow River)
The girls are playing blind man's buff. Babarikha comes out.
Babarikha: Ah, scoundrels! The work is worth it, and they are playing blind man's buff!
Narrative: Three girls were spinning under the window late in the evening.
I painting “Three maidens”
(The girls sit on a bench, spin and sing)
Song “Spinning Spinning” by M. Partskhaladze (solo singing)
1 girl: If I were a queen, then for the whole baptized world
I would prepare a feast!
2 Maiden: If I were a queen, then the whole world would not be alone
I wove fabrics.
3rd girl: If I were a queen, I would be a king for my father
She gave birth to a hero.
Melody: “Suddenly, like in a fairy tale, the door creaked” (The Tsar Enters)
Storyteller: As soon as she had time to utter a word, the door creaked quietly, and the king entered the little room, the sovereign of that side. During the entire conversation He stood behind the fence; The latter's speech absolutely fell in love with him.
Tsar: Hello, red maiden, be a queen,
And give birth to a hero for me by the end of September.
Well, my dear sisters, get out of the room.
Follow me, follow me and my sister:
Let one of you be a weaver and the other a cook.
(The king takes the bride by the arm, the sisters proudly accompany them to the sound of the bells. To the music, everyone walks throughout the hall and leaves).
Storyteller: The Tsar Father came out into the vestibule. Everyone went into the palace. The king did not get ready for long: he got married that same evening.
At that time there was war. Tsar Saltan, saying goodbye to his wife, sitting on his good horse, told her to take care of him, loving him.
The cook is angry in the kitchen, the weaver is crying at the loom, and they envy the sovereign’s wife. While he is far away, he fights long and cruelly, the time of his homeland is coming; God gave them a son in arshin, She sends a messenger with a letter, To please his father. And the weaver with the cook, with her matchmaker Babarikha, they want to inform her, they order to take over the messenger;
Weaver: The queen gave birth that night, either a son or a daughter;
Cook: Not a mouse, not a frog, but an unknown animal.”
Storyteller: When the king-father heard what the messenger had conveyed to him, he gave the messenger the following order: “Wait for the king’s return for a legal decision.” A messenger rides with a letter, and finally arrives. And the weaver with the cook, With the matchmaker Babarikha, After all, they put another letter into his empty bag. Messenger:“The king orders his boyars, without wasting time, to secretly throw both the queen and the offspring into the abyss of water.”
There is nothing to do: the boyars, having worried about the sovereign and the young queen, put him in a barrel with his son, tarred him, drove him and let him into Okiyan - So Tsar Saltan ordered.
II painting “Sea”
A barrel is floating on the sea (made of fabric), 4-6 girls are waves.
Melody sea, surf. (Rimsky-Korsakov “The Sea”)
Storyteller: The stars sparkle in the blue sky, the waves lash in the blue sea; A cloud is moving across the sky, a barrel is floating in the sea. Like a bitter widow, the queen cries and struggles within her; And the child grows there Not by days, but by hours. The day has passed, the queen is screaming. And the child hurries the wave:
Guidon: You, my wave, wave!
You splash wherever you want,
You sharpen sea stones
You drown the shores of the earth,
You raise ships -
Don't destroy our soul:
Throw us out onto dry land!
Storyteller: And the wave obeyed: it immediately landed on the shore
She carried the barrel out lightly and left quietly.
The son rose to his feet, rested his head on the bottom,
I strained myself a little, “How can we make a window into the yard here?”- he said,
I kicked the bottom out and walked out.
Mother and son are now free.
Against the background of the sound of the sea, Guidon and his mother come out.
Guidon: You see a hill in a wide field
The sea is blue all around (surprised)
Green oak over the hill...
However, we would need a good dinner. (approaches the oak tree, makes a bow)
Storyteller: He breaks the oak branch and bends the bow tightly.
Queen Mother: You go to the edge of the valley by the sea to look for game.
(Mother waves to Guidon, spreads a scarf, sits down, dozes. Guidon goes.)
Music "Kite and Swan"
Storyteller: As soon as he approaches the sea, he hears as if a groan... Apparently, the sea is not quiet: He looks - he sees the action dashingly: A swan is beating among the swells, A kite is flying over it; But just when the arrow began to sing, it hit the kite in the neck - the kite shed blood in the sea, and the prince lowered his bow.
Scene of the battle between the Swan and the Kite.
(at the end, Guidon shoots an arrow at the kite, it flies away.)
Swan: You, Tsarevich, are my savior, my mighty deliverer,
Don’t worry that you won’t eat for me for 3 days,
That the arrow disappeared into the sea. All this grief is not grief.
I will repay you with kindness, I will serve you later:
You didn’t deliver the swan; you left the maiden alive,
You didn't kill a kite, you shot a sorcerer.
I will never forget you: you will find me everywhere,
Now go back, don’t worry, and go to bed.
(The swan flies away, and Guidon goes to his mother and goes to bed)
The light goes out.
III painting "Kingdom of Guidon"
Mussorgsky "Dawn on the Moscow River"
(wake-up music – city view opens)
Storyteller: The prince opened his eyes, shaking off the dreams of the night,
And, marveling at himself, he sees a big city.
Queen Mother: Look, the city is big, the walls are with frequent battlements,
And behind the white walls the domes of churches shine.
Guidon: Will it happen? I see: My swan is amusing itself.
(takes mother by the hands) They turn to the audience.
Sounds funny Russian. adv. music
Storyteller: Mother and son go to the city. As soon as they stepped outside the fence, a deafening ringing rose from all sides. People are pouring towards them. Everyone calls them loudly and crowns the prince.
Shouts from the crowd: Princes' cap and head,
Let's shout over ourselves!
When the church chimes ring, we call him Prince Guidon.
"Bell chime" sounds
People:“Glory, glory, to Prince Guidon
Glory, Glory!
(The merchants go behind the screen, Guidon and his mother sit on the throne)
Storyteller: (To the sound of the sea) The wind is blowing on the sea and the boat is pushing (Lights dim, ship on the waves)
He runs in the waves, on swollen sails.
They see a golden-domed city, a pier with a strong outpost.
The guns from the pier are firing, the ship is ordered to land. Guests arrive at the outpost, Prince Guidon invites them to visit.
Merchants come out under the bell tower and Guidon comes towards them.
Guidon: Why are you guests, bargaining, and where are you going now?
1 merchant: We've traveled all over the world.
2nd merchant: They traded sables and silver foxes.
3 merchant: And now we have reached our deadline, we are going straight east.
Past Buyan Island, to the kingdom of the glorious Saltan.
Guidon: Bon voyage to you gentlemen (bows) By sea by ocean
To the glorious Tsar Saltan,
I bow to him.
The merchants go behind the screen and board the ship.
Swan music sounds, waves run out.
(Guidon sits on the throne, sad)
Dance of the Swans.
Swan /Guidon/ Hello, my beautiful prince!
Why are you as quiet as a stormy day?
Sad about what?
Guidon: Sadness and melancholy eats me up, I would like to see my father.
Swan: That's the grief! Well, listen: do you want to fly to the sea for a ship?
Be, prince, a mosquito.
(to the music. The Swan splashes water, the prince covers himself with a cloak, spins, and leaves with the Swan)
Storyteller: Here he shrank to a point, turned into a mosquito,
It flew and squealed. (mosquito squeak)
I caught up with the ship at sea and slowly sank
He huddled on the ship and in the crevice.
IV painting “The Kingdom of Saltan”
The waves run out to the music of the sea, and a ship with merchants sails along the sea.
Storyteller: The wind is rustling merrily, the ship is running merrily
Past Buyan Island, to the kingdom of the glorious Saltan.
Saltan enters accompanied by Babarikha to cheerful music,
cooks, weavers, sits on the throne
Merchants enter and approach Saltan.
Saltan: Oh, you, guests, gentlemen, how long have you been traveling, where?
Is it good or bad overseas? And what is the miracle in the world?
1 merchant: We have traveled all over the world, life overseas is not bad,
There is such a miracle in the light:
2nd merchant: The island in the sea was steep, not free, not inhabited,
And now there is a new city with a palace on it.
Z merchant: With golden-domed churches, towers and gardens.
And Prince Guidon sits in it, he sent you a bow.
Saltan: If I'm alive, I'll visit the wonderful island,
I'll stay with Guidon.
Storyteller: /whispers/ And the weaver with the cook, with the matchmaker Babarikha
They don’t want to let him visit the wonderful island.
Cook: /sarcastically/ The city is by the sea! Know that this is not a trifle:
Spruce in the forest, under the spruce there is a squirrel.
The squirrel sings songs and gnaws all the nuts.
And the nuts are not ordinary, all the shells are golden,
The cores are pure emerald, that's what they call a miracle!
Weaver: (smirking) What's so wonderful about this? Here you go!
A squirrel chews on pebbles.
There is another wonder in the world:
The sea will swell violently, boil, and raise a howl.
It will rush onto the empty shore, spill in a noisy run
And they will find themselves on the shore, in scales like the heat of grief, 33 heroes.
Bobarikha: Who will surprise us with this? People come out of the sea
And they wander around on patrol.
Here the rumor goes truthfully: there is a princess beyond the sea.
What you can’t take your eyes off: during the day the light of God is eclipsed.
At night it illuminates the earth, the moon burns under the scythe,
And in the forehead the star is burning.
But she herself is majestic, she floats out like a peahen,
And the way he speaks is as if a river is babbling.
One can rightly say, it’s a miracle, it’s such a miracle,
Storyteller: Tsar Saltan marvels at the miracle, but the mosquito gets angry, angry -
(mosquito squeak)
And the mosquito sank right into the cook’s eye.
All in chorus: Guard! Catch him, catch him, crush him, crush him!
V painting “The Kingdom of Guidon”
Music sounds. introduction. from the fairy tale "The Golden Cockerel"
Storyteller: Life overseas is not bad, Guidon has all three miracles!
Swans music sounds. Guidon is sad, a swan appears
Swan: Hello, my handsome prince,
that you are as quiet as a stormy day. Sad about what?
Guidon: Sadness eats me up: people are getting married, I see
I'm the only one who isn't married. They say there is a princess.
That you can’t take your eyes off, the moon glitters under the scythe,
And in the forehead the star is burning.
Swan: Know that your destiny is close, because this princess is me!
Storyteller: Then she, flapping her wings, flew over the waves
And she sank from a height onto the shore into the bushes.
Started up, shook myself off,
And she turned into a princess.
/flies behind the screen, the Princess Maiden comes out/
Guidon meets her.
Storyteller: The prince did not get ready for long, he got married to the princess.
The bell sounds
The music of M. Mussorgsky “Bogatyr Gate” sounds
The heroes come out and line up in a semicircle
1st hero: Where the waves splash in the sea
We stand in close rank
And our chain mail shines
They burn like fire
2nd hero: There is no more reliable guard than this
The bravest heroes of all
We protect our land
We are from night to dawn.
3rd hero: We serve forever and bravely, and keep watch
The most important most important Uncle Chernomor.
Chernomor: The swan sent us to you
And she punished
Keep your glorious city
And go around on patrol.
From now on every day we
We will definitely be together
At your high walls
Coming out of the waters of the sea.
Chernomor: (looks into the distance, palm to forehead)
Our shores boiled with white foam
I’ll look at the open spaces - is there an enemy somewhere?
Ships appeared from the azure distance.
The fleet of Tsar Saltan rides across the ocean plains.
Bell ringing. Guidon meets Saltan.
Saltan: (admiringly) All the handsome men are young, the giants are daring!
Everyone is equal, as if by choice, Uncle Chernomor is with them.
Chernomor: And now it’s time for us to go to sea, the air of land is heavy for us.
Bogatyrs leave to the music of Bogatyrs"
Guidon brings Saltan to Belochka.
Saltan: (surprised) The squirrel sings a song, gnaws a golden nut,
The emerald takes it out and puts it in the bag.
Music "In the garden, in the vegetable garden"
Squirrel dance with a scarf
Saltan: /looks at the princess/: Well, princess-wonder;
The moon shines under the scythe, and the star burns in the forehead,
But she herself is majestic, she stands out like a peahen.
Dance of the Swan Princess.
at the end he brings his mother-in-law to Saltan
Saltan:"What I see? what's happened? How!"
Storyteller: The king burst into tears, he hugs the queen, both his son and the young woman, and everyone sits down at the table; And the merry feast began.
And the weaver, with the cook, with the matchmaker Babarikha,
They fled to the corners and were found there by force.
Here they confessed everything, apologized, and burst into tears.
The king, out of such joy, sent all three home.
General dance with bows.
Storyteller: That’s the end of the fairy tale, and well done to those who listened.
Scenario for the graduation party in the preparatory group "Our Lukomorye 2014"
Author: Galina Viktorovna Gaponova, Musical director of the Children's Educational Institution "Sunflower Kindergarten" of the Astrakhan region.I bring to your attention the scenario of the prom in kindergarten“Our Lukomorye 2014!”, namely the first fabulous part of the holiday.
The first part is fabulous.
The hall is decorated with a flower meadow and an arch of balloons.
A children's song from the film “There on Unknown Paths” is playing.
Children perform the dance “Come and visit us soon!”
At the end of the dance, the children in the hall line up in a semicircle.
1.
We invite everyone to the celebration:
Bright, kind, mischievous,
A joyful, cheerful holiday -
Our preschool graduation!
2.
Welcome, friends,
To our land of magical dreams.
Good fairy tales live here,
Familiar to tears.
4.
A good fairy tale and I are inseparable.
And the fairy tale’s miracles reach the skies.
Oh, imagine how boring it would be
If only there were no miracles in the world.
Song: “Song about a fairy tale!”
After the song is performed, the children sit on chairs.
The presenter places a wooden bench in front of an oak tree in the middle of the hall.
In front of the arch there is a model of a spreading oak tree with a golden chain.
The storytellers pass and sit on the bench. Russian folk music sounds
Dance of the three storytellers.
At the end of the dance, the Storytellers are led out by the hands three girls, spin around with them and seat the Girls on the bench, and then stand behind them.
Storyteller 1: The wings of fairy tales rustle quietly,
This means they are in a hurry to visit us!
The soundtrack of a bell ringing or music from a fairy tale sounds...
Storyteller 1: Three maidens by the window
We spun late in the evening.
Girl 1: If only I were a queen...
Storyteller 1: One girl says.
Girl 1: On the plane until the morning
I would fly alone!
That's when I grow up
I'll get married right away.
I will choose my husband, like my father.
To meet me at the gangway.
Oh, I forgot to say
I want to become a flight attendant!
Girl 2: If only I were a queen...
Storyteller 2: Her sister says.
Girl 2: I could become an artist
To perform on stage.
Then they would give me flowers,
They only talked about me
And they filmed me in movies,
The main roles were given...
Girl 3: If only I were a queen...
Storyteller 3: The sister said the third.
Girl 3: I would study at school day and night -
Don't sit in captivity forever!
I dream of becoming a student
To read all the fairy tales,
Be friends with mathematics
And study the computer!
Storyteller 3: I just managed to say -
The door creaked quietly... (phonogram of a door creaking)
And the Tsar enters the room.
Sides of that Sovereign.
Entrance of the King.
Solemnly and cheerfully, the Tsar walks through the hall and stops near the Maidens.
Tsar: (takes the third girl by the hand and walks with her to the center)
Well, beautiful maiden,
Get out of the bright room.
If you want to study,
Go to the capital city.
At the beginning of my journey
Take a look at Lukomorye -
Ask the Cat for directions
And may your dream come true!
Fairytale music sounds. The presenter clears the bench. The Tsar takes the first Maiden by the arms and calls the second Maiden, escorts them to their place, and sits down on the chair himself. Storyteller 1 stands near the chair, turning her face to the audience. A phonogram of the sound of the sea sounds. Three Mermaid girls get up from their seats and, spreading their tails, sit on the floor facing each other. The third Maiden goes behind the oak tree decoration
Storyteller 1: There is a green oak near the Lukomorye,
Golden chain on the oak tree:
Day and night the cat is a scientist
The mermaids hear the conversation.
Mermaid dance (on the floor).
Mermaid 1: Tired of these fairy tales about people and animals,
About the magical tips of all sorts of gnomes and fairies!
Show me the frog that was beautiful!
Where will you find a hut to spin like a spinning top?
Mermaid 2: Can a cat really chatter like a radio?
And how can a house stand on thin chicken legs?
The grandmother did not fly in the mortar, the goblin did not brew the potion,
I heard the nightingale once - it was not a robber!
Mermaid 3: Tired of these tales about the Swan princesses,
These make-believe coloring pages are for kindergarten kids!
The girl peeks out from behind the oak tree at the end of the dance and slowly approaches the Mermaids.
Maiden: Little mermaids, don't scream, don't make noise,
Call me the scientist cat...please!
The mermaids “crawl away” behind the oak tree. The noise and splash of the sea intensifies.
The girl sits on the floor, draws her knees up and bows her head on them...
Cat's entrance.
The mermaids lead the Cat from behind the oak tree into the middle of the hall and sit down on the chairs.
Scientist cat: They say cats love to bask in the window,
They love cream and cookies, but do not like adventure.
I’m quite the opposite, it’s not for nothing that I’m a Scientist Cat!
I can do without milk and curd cheese.
But I will say without conceit - I love adventures!
There is a rumor about me: it was not in vain that the Cat studied!
I am an adventurer at heart, but - I emphasize! - personally
I studied "excellently"!
The cat comes up to the Girl, helps her get up, holding hands, they move to the middle of the hall.
Dance of the scientist Cat and the Maiden.
The Cat and the Maiden stop in the center of the hall.
Cat and Maiden: (together) Invite people to dance
Start the Russian dance!
General Russian folk dance “Dunya held the carriage” performed by all children of the group.
Scientist cat: I know, I know, you, young girl,
Do you dream of being in school?
Turn around three times
Bow down to the Fish!
Ask Rybka with respect
A map with the right direction.
The cat accompanies the Maiden behind the oak tree and sits down in his place.
Presenter 1 puts the stump out from behind the decorations on the right and puts the laptop on the stump. A “net” is placed next to the stump. Presenter 2 - takes the trough from behind the scenery on the left.
Dance of the Old Lady and the Old Man.
After the dance, the Old Lady sits down on a tree stump and opens her laptop.
The old man takes the trough from the leader’s hands and approaches the Old Lady.
Old man: Receive a gift, grandma:
New trough.
Everything will be with us now
Clean and washed.
Old lady: Are you crazy, old man?
You are behind the times.
I don't need this basin.
Killed me, fun!
Old man: You, old woman, don't grumble,
We have food in the house.
Bake us some pies,
Boil cabbage soup or fish soup.
Old lady: You are a fool, you simpleton,
Stomp to the sea, old grandfather -
There is no fish for soup!
The fish passes behind the scenery. The old woman goes to her place, the presenter removes the stump with the laptop and the trough. The old man, taking the net, goes behind the scenery of the oak tree, leaves the net there and goes to his place. Storyteller 2 speaks words from the spot.
Storyteller 2: From unknown depths
Suddenly rose from the depths
Apparently it’s not a simple fish –
The scales are all gold.
Dance of the Golden Fish.
At the end of the dance, the Maiden comes out to Rybka in the middle of the hall.
The fish speaks words, addressing both the guys and the Maiden.
Gold fish: I lived in my boundless sea
Wonderful and serene
But trouble happened to me,
I got caught in a net of grass!
As soon as I saw the old man,
She said in a human voice:
“You, elder, let me go to sea!
Dear, I will give a ransom for myself:
I’ll pay you back with whatever you want.”
The old man was surprised and frightened:
He let me go into the blue sea,
He allowed me to walk in the open."
He realized that I was not easy!
Who am I, Maiden?
Maiden: Goldfish (speaks sadly).
Gold fish: Why are you sad, Maiden?
Why are you spinning around, red one?
Maiden: I want to study at school!
I'll turn around three times
I bow low to the waist,
Please, Rybka, with respect
Give me a map with directions.
Gold fish: I will help your dream come true -
Shamakhan Queen,
Stargazer, Cockerel
I'll call for help.
You will take a card from them
This will take you to school!
Don’t be sad, go with God...
A phonogram of the sound of the sea surf sounds.
The Goldfish “swims away” to its place..
The girl sits on a chair next to the presenter.
Dance of the Stargazer Sage and the Golden Cockerel.
At the end of the dance, the Maiden approaches the Astrologer and the Cockerel.
Cockerel: It's me from the high needle
I guard the King of the border.
A little danger, where visible,
Immediately I will wake up from sleep,
I will move, I will perk up,
I'll turn to the other side
And I shout: “Kiri-ku-ku!
Reign while lying on your side!”
Astrologer: Everyone is going on a hike right now
And they repel the enemy!
It's beautiful and golden!
To me, Astrologer, like family:
Spurs, feathers, comb!
My golden Cockerel!
Maiden: Cockerel, golden,
You, wizard, are a little gray,
Help the mansion find the treasured one,
What people call school.
There the guys learn wisely,
I also want to become a diligent student.
But the path there is hidden from view.
Astrologer: Be, as you say, a Maiden.
Shamakhan Queen,
All shining, dance for us,
Yes, and bring a map.
The Stargazer and the Cockerel sit down in a plume on the floor and invite the Maiden to sit next to them. They applaud...Chernomor and the heroes pass behind the scenery.
Dance of the Shamakhan Queen.
Stargazer, Cockerel, Maiden 3 stand on the left, and the Queen on the right.
Presenter 1 gives the Shamakhan Queen a fairy card.
The Queen gives it into the hands of the Maiden.
Shamakhan Queen: The path is long for you -
The school is across the sea.
The sea will swell violently,
It will boil, it will howl,
It rushes onto the empty shore,
Will spill in a noisy run,
And they will find themselves on the shore,
In scales, like the heat of grief,
Only three heroes
And they take you on your way.
All the handsome men are daring,
Young giants
Everyone is equal, as if by selection,
Uncle Chernomor is with them,
Goes on patrol.
The Shamakhan Queen, Astrologer and Cockerel go to their places.
The girl sits on a chair next to 1 Presenter and looks at the card.
Dance of Chernomor and the Three Bogatyrs.
Bogatyr 1: What did you want, sister?
Ride on a white yacht?
Maiden: No! (waves his head negatively)
Bogatyr 2: Should you visit McDonald's?
Take a walk to Disneyland?
Maiden: No! (waves his head negatively)
Bogatyr 3: Why did the Queen call us?
Took you away from military affairs?
Maiden: Please accompany me
To the house of knowledge, here... (shows on the map)
I don't want to spin in the room,
I wish I could end up at school!
Chernomor: Let's go to the ocean-sea,
Let's board the glorious ship.
Let's deliver the Maiden to Guidon
He will show you the way.
Music sounds (march). The Maiden, the Bogatyrs and Chernomor go behind the scenery, leave their helmets and swords there, then go to their places. Storyteller 3 says the words, standing next to her place.
Storyteller 3: A day passes, two days pass,
The Maiden leaves the ship.
Before her is the capital city,
Prince Guidon with his mother Tsarina!
Dance of Prince Guidon Saltanovich with his mother Tsarina (from the spot).
Leading 2 prepares a tea table during the dance (places a table and three chairs next to her). At the end of the dance, the Maiden comes out from behind the scenery on the right, looks around, looks around, and Prince Guidon and the Queen Mother approach her. The squirrel passes behind the scenery.
Guidon: Oh, you are the guest-mistress,
Where are you from and where?
Okay, overseas, or worse?
And what is the miracle in the world?
Maiden: Living overseas is not bad,
There is such a miracle in the world:
The tower looks inconspicuous,
He is the ultimate dream.
Everyone calls it school!
The guys are waiting for me there.
Guidon: I'll tell you in response...
You've traveled all over the world,
Tired, tired,
Rest, don't rush.
Look at the miracles
Drink tea slowly!
We will certainly find the way -
The school address would be correct...
The Queen Mother, Guidon and the Maiden sit down at the table and drink tea. The prince carefully examines the map, placing it on his knees in front of him. Three Storytellers run out from their places into the middle of the hall.
Storyteller 1: An island lies on the sea,
There is a city on the island
With golden-domed churches,
With towers and gardens;
Storyteller 2: Everyone on the island is rich
There are no pictures, there are chambers everywhere;
And Prince Guidon sits in it;
He sent his regards to all of you.
Storyteller 3: The spruce tree grows in front of the palace,
And below it is a crystal house;
A tame squirrel lives there,
Yes, what an entertainer!
Squirrel Dance.
Squirrel: I'm under the tall tree
I sing a song loudly,
I'm gnawing on a golden nut,
I take out the emerald
And I put it in a bag.
And the large yard is sown
Golden shell!
The squirrel treats the Maiden with golden nuts and goes to her place.
The Swan Princess passes behind the scenery.
Queen Mother: Prince Guidon tried -
Built a crystal house.
The guard was assigned to him
And besides, he forced the clerk
A strict score for nuts:
Profit for the prince - honor for the squirrel.
Guidon also has a princess wife, (sipping tea from a cup)
What you can't take your eyes off:
During the day the light of God is eclipsed,
At night it illuminates the earth,
The moon shines under the scythe,
And in the forehead the star is burning.
And she herself is majestic,
Protrudes like a peahen;
And as the speech says,
It's like a river babbling.
A phonogram of the sound of the sea surf, the cry of seagulls, and the sound of the wind sounds.
Dance of the Swan Princess.
At the end of the dance, Prince Guidon, lowering his head, approaches the Swans.
The Swan takes the Prince by the hands and peers into his eyes.
Swan:"Hello, my handsome prince!
Why are you as quiet as a rainy day?
Why are you not happy in the evening,
Al, aren't you happy about our meeting?
Guidon: I am very, very glad to see you, Queen...
But I want to help the Maiden.
Sadness - melancholy eats me up:
The girl has been wandering for a long time -
Looking for a path to knowledge
I ask for help for her.
Swan: I'll give you some advice,
Listen: about everything about it
Think about it,
I wouldn’t repent later.”
Guidon: I'm talking about this, about everything
Changed my mind all the way;
Swan: My dear prince, hurry up,
Get ready for the journey.
Take the guest to the Queen.
Know that the fate of the Maiden is near.
The mirror knows the way
The girl will be sent to school!
A phonogram of the sound of the sea and the squeak of a mosquito sounds. The swan, flapping its wings, spins, then goes to its place. The Queen Mother also goes to her place. The Prince and the Maiden go behind the scenery. The girl remains there, and the Prince returns and sits on his chair.
Dance of the Princess with a mirror (from place).
At the end of the dance, Leader 1 places a chair for the Princess to her left.
Princess: It was given to me as a dowry
There was only one mirror.
The mirror has the following properties:
It can speak.
And it shines and shines,
It doesn't flatter anyone
He will tell me, the Queen, the truth -
Show me my beauty!
Russian folk music sounds. The princess sits down on a chair, preens herself, wipes the mirror, raises it higher and turns to the mirror with a smile. Balda and Little Devils go behind the scenery.
Princess:“My light, mirror! Tell,
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?”
Mirror: (phonogram) You know my answer:
You are beautiful, no doubt!
You are the cutest in the world,
All blush and whiter.
But the girl is young,
That she wanders alone in the forest,
Dreams of being at school,
And become an exemplary student.
Send Balda to the Maiden for help,
Show me the way to school!
For your action then
You will be a beauty forever!
Princess: Since I'm the most beautiful, I'll help,
I'll go and call Balda.
I hope Balda will cope with the task,
And I will remain a beauty forever!
The queen with the mirror first goes behind the scenery, then goes to her place.
Dance of Balda with two little devils.
Little Imp 1: Here Balda is scratching.
He goes without knowing where.
Balda lives in the priest's house,
He sleeps on the straw,
Eats for four
Works for seven;
Little Imp 2: Until daylight everything dances for him:
The horse will be harnessed, the strip will be plowed,
He will flood the oven, prepare everything, buy it,
He'll bake an egg and then peel it off himself!
Queen: Balda! Come here to me.
Little Imp 2: With a low bow, Balda asks...
Balda: What does the Queen want?
Queen: Take the Maiden for a ride
With the breeze through the village.
The Land Cruiser is waiting for you at the gate,
Get it to school without hassle!
Little Imp 1: Be careful, Balda!
Always watch for the signs.
The girl gets into the car (“toy car”). The bully pulls the car by the rope, the little devils follow the car from behind. Having made a circle around the hall, they stop near an oak tree, facing the audience. Balda leads the Maiden by the hand into the middle of the hall.
Balda: The Maiden became a student for a reason.
The friendship of all the heroes brought her happiness,
Because kindness rules the world
A bright dream helps people!
Everything happens in fairy tales, miracles happen in fairy tales:
Shamakhan queen, beauty maiden,
Goldfish, mermaids, kings;
A miracle will happen if you believe.
The fairy tale will teach us how to defeat evil,
How to deal with enemies, how to achieve happiness.
Good friends will always help us,
Faithful hearts will beat nearby! Graduation party for children in the preparatory school group. Scenario
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