There is an oak in the bay
Around it's a golden chain,
On the chain a scholar cat
Makes its way on right and left.
So he walks from side to side
From the morning to midnight.
On the left side of the road
Scholar cat is singing ode,
On the right there is a vale
Here tells a fairytale.
Everyone who there travels
Soon can run into the marvels.
From the branches music`s played
By a beautiful mermaid.
On the paths you'll meet strange creatures,
They all are virtuous and wondrous,
Then see a hut that made of logs
Without the windows and the doors.
The wood and dale are full of ghosts,
And from the waves of the seacoast,
Every day in the twilight
With their uncle in the bight.
Appear 30 handsome knights.
You`ll see one more unusual thing
The prince is charming an old king.
In the sky is a filthy wizard,
He`s grey - haired and quite withered.
Above the woods, the fields, the sun
On shoulders carries he someone.
There is also a dungeon,
It`s in the wood and strongly blocked,
A cute princess in it is locked.
Brown Wolf with all its verve
Always is ready her to serve.
Baba Yaga and her small pounder
All around roam and wander.
Tzar Kashey gold tucks away
The greed makes him pine away.
He is hiding in the dell,
In every place is Russian smell.
I was sitting on the bank
The honey and the beer drank.
There saw a big green oak,
Scholar cat his tales me spoke.
November 2017