stolen sun – Korney Chukovsky

The sun walked across the sky
And in the cloud has run.
Zainka looked out the window,
It became dark Zainka.

And magpies-
Белобоки
We rode through the fields,
cried Crane:
“Upstairs! above! Crocodile
Sun in the sky swallowed!»

darkness fell.
Do not go for Vorota:
Who's got the street -
Lost and gone.

Crying gray sparrow:
"Come out, Sun, probably!
We hurt without sun -
The grain of the field is not visible!»

crying Bunny
On the lawn:
Lost, poor, out of the way,
They walk up to the house is not.

Only bug-eyed crabs
On the ground in the darkness climb,
Yes ovrahe in the mountain
Wolves are howling mad.

Sooner or later
Two rams
Knocking at the gate:
Tra-ta-ta and tra-ta-ta!

"Hey you, beasts, exit,
crocodile victories,
To greedy crocodile
Sun in the sky brokers!»

But fear hairy:
"Where are we to fight with such!
He formidable and toothy,
He will not give us the sun!»
And they fled to the bear in a den:
"Come out, you, Bear, to the aid.
Fully paw you, idler, suck.
It is necessary to rescue the sun go!»

But the reluctance to fight the Bear:
He walks, he walks, Bear, swamp circle,
He cries, Bear, and roars,
Cubs, he calls out of the swamp:

"Oh, where are you going, Tolstopyatov, perished?
Who do you have, старого, threw?»

And in the swamp Bear picks,
Cubs looking for driftwood:
"Where are you going, where you gone?
Or in the gutter fell?
Or stray dogs
You broke into the darkness?»
All day she wanders through the woods,
But nowhere cubs finds.
Only black owl out of the thicket
On her his eyes staring.

Here zaychiha left
And Medvedev talks:
"It's a shame to the old roar -
You're not a hare, a Bear.
You go, clubfoot,
crocodile scratched,
Break it apart,
Pluck the sun out of the mouth.
And when it again
Will shine in the sky,
Your furry kids,
bears Tolstopyatov,
Themselves will come running to the house:
"Hello, Grandpa, we are here!»

And got up
Bear,
He growled
Bear,
And to the Great River
Ran
Bear.

And in Great River
Crocodile
Lies,
And his teeth
Do not fire burns,-
red sun,
sun stolen.

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Vladimir Mayakovsky