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An old man lived with his old woman
By the very blue sea;
They lived in a dilapidated dugout
Exactly thirty years and three years.
The old man was catching fish with a net,
The old woman was spinning her yarn.
Once he threw a net into the sea, -
The net came with one mud.
He threw the net another time,
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw the net, -
A net came with one fish,
With a difficult fish - gold.
How the goldfish will pray!
In a human voice he says:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea,
Dear I will give a ransom for myself:
I will pay off with whatever you want. "
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard a fish speak.
He let go of the gold fish
And he said to her an affectionate word:
“God is with you, goldfish!
I don’t need your ransom;

Step into the blue sea
Take a walk there for yourself in the open. "
The old man returned to the old woman,
I told her a great miracle.
“I caught a fish today,
Goldfish, not simple;
The fish spoke our way
I asked for blue home in the sea,
I paid off at a high price:
I paid off with whatever I wanted.
I did not dare to take a ransom from her;
So he let her out into the blue sea. "
The old woman dismissed the old man:
“You fool, you fool!
You did not know how to take the ransom from the fish!
If only you took a trough from her,
Ours is completely split. "

So he went to the blue sea;
He sees - the sea is playing a little.

A fish swam to him and asked:
"What do you want, elder?"

"Have mercy, lady fish,
My old woman broke me,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely split. "
The goldfish answers:

You will have a new trough. "
The old man returned to the old woman,
The old woman has a new trough.
The old woman scolds even more:
“You fool, you fool!
Begged, you fool, trough!
Is there a lot of self-interest in the trough?
Go back, you fool, you go to the fish;
Bow down to her, beg for a hut. "

So he went to the blue sea,
(The blue sea is clouded.)
He began to click on the goldfish,

"What do you want, elder?"

“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman scolds even more,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
A grumpy woman asks for the hut. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God,
So be it: there will be a hut for you. "
He went to his dugout,
And there is no trace of the dugout;
Before him is a hut with a light,
With a brick, bleached chimney,
With oak, plank collars.
The old woman sits under the window
What the light is on her husband scolds.
“You fool, straight fool!
I begged you, you fool, a hut!
Come back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a black peasant
I want to be a pillar noblewoman. "

The old man went to the blue sea;
(The blue sea is not calm.)

A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman is more foolish than ever,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She doesn’t want to be a peasant,
She wants to be a pillar noblewoman. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, go with God."

The old man returned to the old woman.
What does he see? High tower.
His old woman stands on the porch
In an expensive sable jacket,
Brocade kitsch on the top,
The pearls cut down on my neck
There are golden rings on our hands,
Red boots on my feet.
Before her are diligent servants;
She hits them, drags them by the chuprun.
The old man says to his old woman:
“Hello, lady madam noblewoman!
Tea, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman shouted at him,
She sent him to the stable to serve.

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends the old man to the fish again.
“Come back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a pillar noblewoman,
And I want to be a free queen. "
The old man got scared, prayed:
“What are you, woman, overeat henbane?
You don't know how to step or speak,
You will make the whole kingdom laugh. "
The old woman was more angry,
She hit her husband on the cheek.
“How dare you, man, argue with me,
With me, noblewoman of the pillar? -
Go to the sea, they tell you with honor,
If you don’t go, they will lead you involuntarily ”.

The old man went to the sea
(The blue sea has turned black.)
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
Again my old woman rebelled:

She doesn't want to be a noblewoman,
He wants to be a free queen. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God!
Good! the old woman will be the queen! "
The old man returned to the old woman.
Well? before him are the royal chambers.
In the wards he sees his old woman,
She sits at the table as a queen,
Boyars and nobles serve her,
Overseas wines are poured into her;
She seizes with printed gingerbread;
A formidable guard stands around her,
They hold hatchets on their shoulders.
As the old man saw, he was frightened!
At the feet he bowed to the old woman,
He said: “Hello, formidable queen!
Well, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman did not look at him,
Only from the eyes she ordered him to be driven away.
Boyars and nobles ran up,
The old man was pushed into the back.
And at the door, the guards ran up,
I almost hacked him with axes.
And the people laughed at him:
“Serves you right, you old ignoramus!
Henceforth to you, ignorant, science:
Don't sit in your sleigh! "

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends courtiers for her husband,
They found the old man, brought him to her.
The old woman says to the old man:
“Go back, bow to the fish.
I don't want to be a free queen
I want to be the mistress of the sea,
To live for me in Okiyane-sea,
So that a gold fish serve me
And I would have it on the parcels. "

The old man did not dare to contradict,
I did not dare to say a word across.
Here he goes to the blue sea,
He sees a black storm on the sea:
And so angry waves swelled,
So they walk, so howl and howl.
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man answers her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
What should I do with the damn woman?
She does not want to be a queen,
Wants to be the mistress of the sea;
To live for her in the Okiyane-sea,
To serve her yourself
And she would have it on the parcels. "
The fish said nothing
I just splashed my tail on the water
And she went into the deep sea.
For a long time by the sea he waited for an answer,
I did not wait, I returned to the old woman -
Look: there is a dugout in front of him again;
His old woman is sitting on the threshold,
And before her is a broken trough.

Orthodox explanation Tales of the fisherman and the fish. Monk Konstantin Sabelnikov

An old man (mind) with an old woman (heart) lived by the sea for 33 years. This means that a person has lived a conscious life (he lived with his mind and heart) and became ready to believe in the Lord Jesus Christ, who died and rose again at the age of 33.
The old woman spun yarn - in this life, each person, with his thoughts, words and deeds, creates for himself a moral state of mind, which will be her clothing in eternity.
The old man was fishing - every person seeks his own good in earthly life.
Once he first pulled out a net with mud and grass, and then with a goldfish - once a person understands the temporality of temporary life, and this helps him to believe in eternity and in God.
Fish is an ancient symbol of Christ, and gold is a symbol of grace. The fish asked to let her go, although she did not need it, because she had power even over the fate of people - the Lord calls on a person to show mercy to someone, and it brings him closer to God, opens his heart to faith in Him.
The old woman made the old man first of all ask for a trough - a person, having come to faith, begins his spiritual life by cleansing his conscience from sins. Ap. Peter told the believing Jews: "Repent, and let each of you be baptized in the name of Jesus Christ for the forgiveness of sins ..." (). Unbelievers do not have such means and do not know how to relieve their conscience.
The old woman scolds the old man and calls him a "fool", because a person acts at the behest of the heart and, as La Rochefoucauld said, the mind is always a fool at the heart. When the old man went to ask for a trough, the sea played out - because God dislikes when a person who believes in Him wants not to serve Him, but to use Him for his own personal goals, even if they are good.
Having received a new trough, the old woman did not thank the fish, but sent the old man with another request - believers rarely sincerely thank God for giving him the opportunity to cleanse themselves from sins in the sacrament of Confession. Having begun their church life, they, as a rule, begin to ask God for health and prosperity in the family and at work (a new hut).
Then the old woman demanded to be a noblewoman and a queen - a person begins to ask God for something that serves to satisfy vanity and pride (in this case, lust for power). The Lord sometimes allows a person to receive what is asked, so that, while receiving, he grows in faith in God, and then, having cognized his passions, began to fight them and for the sake of God renounced that which nourishes them.
When the old woman became a noblewoman, she began to beat the servants, because when a person receives honor and glory and feeds his vanity with them, his heart is hardened towards people. She hit the old man who tried to argue with her - because when the passion of vanity intensifies, it more dominates the mind of the person.
The old woman demanded to become a queen - from the desire for glory, a person goes to the desire for power. The old woman demanded power over the goldfish - Abba Dorotheos says that pride in front of people leads to pride in God.
The old man could not understand that his main problem was the nature of his grandmother. He should have asked the goldfish to change the old woman, but he only complained about her. Likewise, a person should understand with his mind that his main problem is the passions of his heart, and having come to faith, he should not just confess his sins (complain about the old woman), but ask God to change his heart.
The tale shows what happens to people who are trying with the help of God to change their lives, but not themselves. At first, their life really improves, but then they serve not God, but their passions, although they themselves do not notice it. If a person does not fight with passions, then they fight him. The Lord said: "He who does not gather with Me, he scatters" (). Abba Dorotheos said that in spiritual life a person cannot stand still, he becomes either worse or better. There is no third. Because of pride, a person remains at a broken trough. Over time, he still loses earthly goods: with retirement or due to illness, he loses his position, influence on people. Having lost these benefits, he understands that, having received a lot for a while in this life, he did not receive the most important thing - he did not become different.

Mikhail Semyonovich Kazinik, violinist, lecturer-musicologist, teacher, writer-publicist:

Ask any philologist at school what the tale of Alexander Sergeevich Pushkin about the fisherman and the fish is about? Everyone will say: "This is a tale about a greedy old woman who was left at a broken trough."
My good ones, another stupidity! It is Pushkin who will waste time condemning yet another greedy old woman! This is a tale of love. About the unconditional love of an old man. It is easy to love a beautiful, generous, intelligent woman. You try to love an old, dirty, greedy old woman. And here's the proof: I ask any philologist how the tale of the fisherman and the fish begins. Everyone says to me: "We lived ...". Yes, right. “Once upon a time there was an old man with an old woman by the very blue sea!”, Right? “That's right!” - say the philologists. “That's right!” - say the academics. “That's right!” - say the professors. “That's right!” The students say. “An old man and an old woman lived by the very blue sea. The old man was catching with a net ... ". Not right! It would not be Pushkin. “Once upon a time there was an old man with an old woman” - this is the most ordinary beginning of a fairy tale. Pushkin: "An old man lived with his old woman." Do you feel the difference? Because it still has its own! Pushkin gives the code! Own, dear: thirty years and three years together. Flesh of flesh! Greedy - there are such old women! Darling!
Next: where did they live? By the very blue sea. I ask philologists: where? - “Well, by the sea. By the sea! " Not true. By the very BLUE sea. This is Pushkin's second code. As the old woman desires, she ceases to be "her own", and the sea changes color. Remember? "The blue sea has become cloudy, blackened." The sea ceases to be blue.

The tale of a poor fisherman who caught a goldfish in his net. The old man took pity on the fish and released it into the sea. For this, the fish promised to fulfill any of his wishes. The old man did not ask for anything, but when he returned home, he told his wife about what had happened. The old woman began to scold the fisherman and sent him back to the sea for a new trough. Having received a new trough, the old woman wanted a new tower, then become a noblewoman. So she could not appease her desires and encroached on the title of the sea mistress. For which she lost everything and remained again at the broken trough.

The tale of the fisherman and the fish read

An old man lived with his old woman
By the very blue sea;
They lived in a dilapidated dugout
Exactly thirty years and three years.
The old man was catching fish with a net,
The old woman was spinning her yarn.

Once he threw a net into the sea -
The net came with one mud.
He threw a seine another time -
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw a net -
A net came with one fish,
With not just a fish - gold.
How the goldfish will pray!
In a human voice he says:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea!
Dear I will give a ransom for myself:
I will pay off with whatever you want. "
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard a fish speak.
He let go of the gold fish
And he said to her an affectionate word:
“God is with you, goldfish!
I don’t need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Take a walk there for yourself in the open. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
I told her a great miracle:
“I caught a fish today,
Goldfish, not simple;
The fish spoke our way
I asked for blue home in the sea,
I paid off at a high price:
I paid off with whatever I wish
I did not dare to take a ransom from her;
So he let her out into the blue sea. "

Here he went to the blue sea;
He sees - the sea is playing a little.

He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him and asked;
"What do you want, elder?"

"Have mercy, lady fish,
My old woman broke me,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely split. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God.
You will have a new trough. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
The old woman has a new trough.
Even more, the old woman scolds:
“You fool, you fool!
Begged, you fool, trough!
Is there a lot of self-interest in the trough?
Go back, you fool, you go to the fish;
Bow down to her, beg for a hut. "

So he went to the blue sea
(Dark blue sea).

He went to his dugout,
And there is no trace of the dugout;
In front of him is a hut with a light,
With a brick, bleached chimney
With oak, plank collars.

The old man went to the blue sea
(Restless blue sea).

The old man returned to the old woman,
What does he see? High tower.
His old woman stands on the porch
In an expensive sable jacket,
Brocade kichka on the top,
The pearls cut down on my neck
There are golden rings on our hands,
Red boots on my feet.

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman was even more foolish;

The old man went to the sea
(The blue sea has turned black).

The old man returned to the old woman,
Well? before him are the royal chambers,
In the wards he sees his old woman,
She sits at the table as a queen,
Boyars and nobles serve her,
Overseas wines are poured into her;
She seizes with printed gingerbread;
A formidable guard stands around her,
They hold hatchets on their shoulders.
As the old man saw, he was frightened!
At the feet he bowed to the old woman,
He said: “Hello, formidable queen!
Well, is your darling happy now? "
The old woman did not look at him,
Only from the eyes she ordered him to be driven away.
Boyars and nobles ran up,
The old man was pushed in.

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends the courtiers for her husband.
They found the old man, brought him to her.
The old woman says to the old man:
“Go back, bow to the fish.
I don't want to be a free queen
I want to be the mistress of the sea,
To live for me in the okiyan-sea,
So that a gold fish serve me
And I would have it on the parcels. "

The old man did not dare to contradict,
I did not dare to say a word across.
Here he goes to the blue sea,
He sees a black storm on the sea:
And so angry waves swelled,
So they walk, so howl and howl.

(Ill. B. Dekhtereva, ed. Children's literature, 1991)

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An old man lived with his old woman
By the very blue sea;
They lived in a dilapidated dugout
Exactly thirty years and three years.
The old man was catching fish with a net,
The old woman was spinning her yarn.
Once he threw a net into the sea -
The net came with one mud.

He threw a seine another time -
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw a net -
A net came with one fish,
With not just a fish - gold.
How the goldfish will pray!
In a human voice he says:
“Let me go, old man, into the sea!
Dear I will give a ransom for myself:
I will pay off with whatever you want. "
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard a fish speak.
He let go of the gold fish
And he said to her an affectionate word:
“God is with you, goldfish!
I don’t need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Take a walk there for yourself in the open. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
I told her a great miracle:
“I caught a fish today,
Goldfish, not simple;
The fish spoke our way
I asked for blue home in the sea,
I paid off at a high price:
I paid off with whatever I wish
I did not dare to take a ransom from her;
So he let her out into the blue sea. "
The old woman dismissed the old man:
“You fool, you fool!
You did not know how to take the ransom from the fish!
If only you took a trough from her,
Ours is completely split. "

Here he went to the blue sea;
He sees - the sea is playing a little.

A fish swam to him and asked;
"What do you want, elder?"

"Have mercy, lady fish,
My old woman broke me,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely split. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God.
You will have a new trough. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
The old woman has a new trough.
Even more, the old woman scolds:
“You fool, you fool!
Begged, you fool, trough!
Is there a lot of self-interest in the trough?
Go back, you fool, you go to the fish;
Bow down to her, beg for a hut. "

So he went to the blue sea
(Dark blue sea).
He began to click on the goldfish.

"What do you want, elder?"

“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman scolds even more,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
A grumpy woman asks for the hut. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God,
So be it: there will be a hut for you. "

He went to his dugout,
And there is no trace of the dugout;
In front of him is a hut with a light,
With a brick, bleached chimney
With oak, plank collars.
The old woman sits under the window
What the light is on her husband scolds:
“You fool, straight fool!
I begged you, you fool, a hut!
Turn back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a black peasant
I want to be a pillar noblewoman. "

The old man went to the blue sea
(Restless blue sea).
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman is more foolish than ever,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She doesn't want to be a peasant
She wants to be a pillar noblewoman. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, go with God."

The old man returned to the old woman,
What does he see? High tower.
His old woman stands on the porch
In an expensive sable jacket,
Brocade kichka on the top,
The pearls cut down on my neck
There are golden rings on our hands,
Red boots on my feet.
Before her are diligent servants;
She beats them, drags them by the chuprun.
The old man says to his old woman:
“Hello, madam noblewoman!
Tea, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman shouted at him,
She sent him to the stable to serve.

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman was even more foolish;
Again he sends the old man to the fish:
"Come back, bow to the fish:
I don’t want to be a pillar noblewoman.
And I want to be a free queen. "
The old man got scared, prayed:
“What are you, woman, overeat henbane?
You don't know how to step or speak.
You will make the whole kingdom laugh. "
The old woman was more angry,
She hit her husband on the cheek.
“How dare you, man, argue with me,
With me, noblewoman of the pillar?
Go to the sea, they tell you with honor;
If you don’t go, they will lead you against your will ”.

The old man went to the sea
(The blue sea has turned black).
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
Again my old woman rebelled:
She doesn't want to be a noblewoman,
He wants to be a free queen. "
The goldfish answers:
“Do not be sad, go with God!
Good! the old woman will be the queen! "

The old man returned to the old woman,
Well? before him are the royal chambers,
In the wards he sees his old woman,
She sits at the table as a queen,
Boyars and nobles serve her,
Overseas wines are poured into her;
She seizes with printed gingerbread;
A formidable guard stands around her,
They hold hatchets on their shoulders.
As the old man saw, he was frightened!
At the feet he bowed to the old woman,
He said: “Hello, formidable queen!
Well, is your darling happy now? "
The old woman did not look at him,
Only from the eyes she ordered him to be driven away.
Boyars and nobles ran up,
The old man was pushed in.
And at the door, the guards ran up,
I almost chopped them with axes,
And the people laughed at him:
“Serves you right, you old ignoramus!
Henceforth to you, ignorant, science:
Don't sit in your sleigh! "

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends the courtiers for her husband.
They found the old man, brought him to her.
The old woman says to the old man:
“Go back, bow to the fish.
I don't want to be a free queen
I want to be the mistress of the sea,
To live for me in the okiyan-sea,
So that a gold fish serve me
And I would have it on the parcels. "

The old man did not dare to contradict,
I did not dare to say a word across.
Here he goes to the blue sea,
He sees a black storm on the sea:
And so angry waves swelled,
So they walk, so howl and howl.
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man answers her with a bow:
“Have mercy, lady fish!
What should I do with the damn woman?
She does not want to be a queen,
Wants to be the mistress of the sea:
To live for her in the okiyan-sea,
To serve her yourself
And she would have it on the parcels. "
The fish said nothing
I just splashed my tail on the water
And she went into the deep sea.
For a long time by the sea he waited for an answer,
I did not wait, I returned to the old woman
Look: there is a dugout in front of him again;
His old woman is sitting on the threshold,
And before her is a broken trough.

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An old man lived with his old woman
By the very blue sea;
They lived in a dilapidated dugout
Exactly thirty years and three years.
The old man was catching fish with a net,
The old woman was spinning her yarn.
Once he threw a net into the sea -
The net came with one mud.
He threw a seine another time -
A seine came with sea grass.
For the third time he threw a net -
A net came with one fish,
With not just a fish - gold.
How the goldfish will pray!
In a human voice he says:
"Let go of you, old man, me into the sea!
Dear I will give a ransom for myself:
I will pay off with whatever you want. "
The old man was surprised, frightened:
He fished for thirty years and three years
And I never heard a fish speak.
He let go of the gold fish
And he said to her an affectionate word:
"God is with you, goldfish!
I don’t need your ransom;
Step into the blue sea
Take a walk there for yourself in the open. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
I told her a great miracle:
"I caught a fish today,
Goldfish, not simple;
The fish spoke our way
I asked for blue home in the sea,
I paid off at a high price:
I paid off with whatever I wish
I did not dare to take a ransom from her;
So he let her out into the blue sea. "
The old woman dismissed the old man:
"You fool, you fool!
You did not know how to take the ransom from the fish!
If only you took a trough from her,
Ours is completely split. "

Here he went to the blue sea;
He sees - the sea is playing a little.

A fish swam to him and asked;
"What do you want, elder?"

"Have mercy, lady fish,
My old woman broke me,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She needs a new trough;
Ours is completely split. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, go with God.
You will have a new trough. "

The old man returned to the old woman,
The old woman has a new trough.
Even more, the old woman scolds:
"You fool, you fool!
Begged, you fool, trough!
Is there a lot of self-interest in the trough?
Go back, you fool, you go to the fish;
Bow down to her, beg for a hut. "

So he went to the blue sea
(Dark blue sea).
He began to click on the goldfish.

"What do you want, elder?"

"Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman scolds even more,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
A grumpy woman asks for the hut. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, walk with God,
So be it: there will be a hut for you. "

He went to his dugout,
And there is no trace of the dugout;
In front of him is a hut with a light,
With a brick, bleached chimney
With oak, plank collars.
The old woman sits under the window
What the light is on her husband scolds:
"You fool, straight fool!
I begged you, you fool, a hut!
Turn back, bow to the fish:
I don't want to be a black peasant
I want to be a pillar noblewoman. "

The old man went to the blue sea
(Restless blue sea).
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
"Have mercy, lady fish!
The old woman is more foolish than ever,
Doesn't give the old man peace of mind:
She doesn't want to be a peasant
She wants to be a pillar noblewoman. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, go with God."

The old man returned to the old woman,
What does he see? High tower.
His old woman stands on the porch
In an expensive sable jacket,
Brocade kichka on the top,
The pearls cut down on my neck
There are golden rings on our hands,
Red boots on my feet.
Before her are diligent servants;
She beats them, drags them by the chuprun.
The old man says to his old woman:
"Hello, madam noblewoman!
Tea, now your darling is happy. "
The old woman shouted at him,
She sent him to the stable to serve.

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman was even more foolish;
Again he sends the old man to the fish:
"Come back, bow to the fish:
I don’t want to be a pillar noblewoman.
And I want to be a free queen. "
The old man got scared, prayed:
"What are you, woman, overeat henbane?
You don't know how to step or speak.
You will make the whole kingdom laugh. "
The old woman was more angry,
She hit her husband on the cheek.
"How dare you, man, argue with me,
With me, noblewoman of the pillar?
Go to the sea, they tell you with honor;
If you do not go, they will lead you against your will. "

The old man went to the sea
(The blue sea has turned black).
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man replies to her with a bow:
"Have mercy, lady fish!
Again my old woman rebelled:
She doesn't want to be a noblewoman,
He wants to be a free queen. "
The goldfish answers:
"Do not be sad, go with God!
Good! the old woman will be the queen! "

The old man returned to the old woman,
Well? before him are the royal chambers,
In the wards he sees his old woman,
She sits at the table as a queen,
Boyars and nobles serve her,
Overseas wines are poured into her;
She seizes with printed gingerbread;
A formidable guard stands around her,
They hold hatchets on their shoulders.
As the old man saw, he was frightened!
At the feet he bowed to the old woman,
Said: "Hello, formidable queen!
Well, is your darling happy now? "
The old woman did not look at him,
Only from the eyes she ordered him to be driven away.
Boyars and nobles ran up,
The old man was pushed in.
And at the door, the guards ran up,
I almost chopped them with axes,
And the people laughed at him:
"Serves you right, you old ignoramus!
Henceforth to you, ignorant, science:
Don't sit in your sleigh! "

Here's a week, another one goes by
The old woman became even more foolish:
He sends the courtiers for her husband.
They found the old man, brought him to her.
The old woman says to the old man:
"Come back, bow to the fish.
I don't want to be a free queen
I want to be the mistress of the sea,
To live for me in the okiyan-sea,
So that a gold fish serve me
And I would have it on the parcels. "

The old man did not dare to contradict,
I did not dare to say a word across.
Here he goes to the blue sea,
He sees a black storm on the sea:
And so angry waves swelled,
So they walk, so howl and howl.
He began to click on the goldfish.
A fish swam to him, asked:
"What do you want, elder?"
The old man answers her with a bow:
"Have mercy, lady fish!
What should I do with the damn woman?
She does not want to be a queen,
Wants to be the mistress of the sea:
To live for her in the okiyan-sea,
To serve her yourself
And she would have it on the parcels. "
The fish said nothing
I just splashed my tail on the water
And she went into the deep sea.
For a long time by the sea he waited for an answer,
I did not wait, I returned to the old woman
Look: there is a dugout in front of him again;
His old woman is sitting on the threshold,
And before her is a broken trough.

What is the use of the Tales of the Fisherman and the Fish?

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