Текст песни А.С. Пушкин - У Лукоморья дуб зелёный

There stands a green oak;
A gilded chain on the oak tree:
And day and night the cat scientist
Everything goes through the chain round;
There is a right - a song starts,
Left - the tale says.
There are miracles: there the devil roams,
Mermaid sitting on the branches;
There on unknown tracks
Traces of unseen beasts;
There Hut on chicken legs
It should be no windows, no doors;
There is a forest full of visions and long;
At dawn of day the breakers stream
On the bare and barren,
And thirty fine warriors
Chreda out of the water clear,
And with them their uncle sea;
There the prince passing
Captivates formidable king;
There in the clouds to the people
Through forests, across the seas
Warlock hero carries;
In prison there tuzhit princess,
A brown wolf it is true;
There stupa Baboyu Yaga
There is, wanders by itself,
There the king Kashchei over with gold languishes;
There the Russian spirit ... there is smell of Russia!
And there I was, and I drank honey;
We saw sea green oak;
Beneath it sat, and the cat scientist
His tale told to me.