Visiting the sun
One day a large cloud covered the sky. The sun didn't show for three days.
The chickens are bored without sunlight. -Where did that sun go? - they say. - We need to return him to heaven as soon as possible.
-Where will you find him? - the hen cackled. - Do you know where it lives? “We don’t know, but we’ll ask whoever we meet,” answered the chickens. The hen collected them for the journey. She gave me a bag and a purse. In the bag there is a grain, in the purse there is a poppy seed. The chickens have left.
They walked and walked and saw: in the garden, behind a head of cabbage,
snail sits. She is big, horned, and has a hut on her back. The chickens stopped and asked: “Snail, snail, do you know where the sun lives?” - Don't know. There's a magpie sitting on the fence - maybe she knows.
But the magpie did not wait for the chickens to come to her. She flew up to them, chattered, and began to chatter: “Chickens, where are you going, where?” Where are you chickens going, where? The chickens answer: “Yes, the sun has disappeared.” He was not in heaven for three days. Let's go look for him. - And I will go with you! And I will go with you! And I will go with you! - Do you know where the sun lives? “I don’t know, but the hare maybe knows: he
lives next door across the border! - the magpie chattered.
The hare saw that guests were coming to him, straightened his hat, wiped his mustache and opened the gate wider. “Hare, hare,” the chickens squealed, the magpie chattered, “do you know where the sun lives?” We're looking for him. “I don’t know, but my neighbor the duck probably knows: she lives near the stream, in the reeds.”
The hare led everyone to the stream. And near the stream there is a duck house and a shuttle is tied nearby. - Hey, neighbor, are you home or not? - the hare shouted. - At home, at home! - the duck quacked. “I still can’t dry out; there hasn’t been any sun for three days.” - And we’re just going to look for the sun! - the chickens, the magpie and the hare shouted back to her. – Do you know where it lives? “I don’t know, but behind the stream, under a hollow beech tree, a hedgehog lives - he knows.”
They crossed the stream in a canoe and went to look for the hedgehog. And the hedgehog sat under a beech tree and dozed.
“Hedgehog, hedgehog,” the chickens, magpie, hare and duck shouted in unison, “do you know where the sun lives?” He had not been in heaven for three days; had he fallen ill? The hedgehog thought and said: “How can you not know!” I know where the sun lives. Behind the beech tree is a large mountain. There is a big cloud on the mountain. Above the cloud is the silver moon, and then the sun is just a stone's throw away!
The hedgehog took a stick, pulled his hat down and walked ahead of everyone to show the way. So they came to the top of a high mountain. And there the cloud clung to the top and lay there.
A chicken, a magpie, a hare, a duck and a hedgehog climbed onto the cloud, sat tight, and the cloud flew straight to visit the month.
And the moon saw them and quickly lit up its silver horn. “A month, a month,” the chickens, the magpie, the hare, the duck and the hedgehog shouted to him, “show us where the sun lives!” He was not in heaven for three days, we missed him.
The month brought them straight to the gates of the sun’s house, but the house was dark, there was no light: it had fallen asleep, apparently the sun did not want to wake up.
Then the magpie chattered, the chickens squeaked, the duck quacked, the hare flapped his ears, and the hedgehog tapped with his stick: “Little sunshine, look out and shine the light!” - Who is screaming under the window? - asked the sun. -Who is disturbing me from sleeping? “It’s us—chickens, a magpie, a hare, a duck, and a hedgehog.” We came to wake you up - morning has come.
“Oh, oh!” the sun moaned. - How can I look at the sky? For three days the cloud hid me, for three days it overshadowed me, now I won’t even be able to shine...
The hare heard about this - he grabbed a bucket and started carrying water. A duck heard about this - let’s wash the sun with water. And magpie - wipe with a towel. Let's clean the hedgehog with the prickly bristles. And the chickens began to brush away specks from the sun.
The sun came out into the clear, clear and golden sky. And everywhere it became light and warm.
The chicken also came out to bask in the sun. She came out, clucked, and called the chickens to her. And the chickens are right there. They run around the yard, look for grains, and bask in the sun. If you don’t believe me, let him see if there are chickens running around the yard or not?
Fairy tale The sun is visiting. Slovak fairy tales
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One day a large cloud covered the sky. The sun didn't show for three days. The chickens are bored without sunlight. -Where did that sun go? - They say. “We need to return him to heaven as soon as possible.” -Where will you find him? - the hen cackled. - Do you know where it lives? “We don’t know, but we’ll ask whoever we meet,” answered the chickens. The hen collected them for the journey. She gave me a bag and a purse. There is a grain in the bag. There is a poppy seed in the purse. The chickens have left. They walked and walked and saw: in the garden, behind a head of cabbage, a snail was sitting. She is big, horned, and has a hut on her back. The chickens stopped and asked: “Snail, snail, do you know where the sun lives?” - Don't know. There's a magpie sitting on the fence - maybe she knows. But the magpie did not wait for the chickens to come to her. She flew up to them, chattered, and began to chatter: “Chickens, where are you going, where?” Where are you chickens going, where? The chickens answer: “Yes, the sun has disappeared.” He was not in heaven for three days. Let's go look for him. - And I will go with you! And I will go with you! And I will go with you! - Do you know where the sun lives? “I don’t know, but the hare maybe knows: he lives next door, across the border!” - the magpie chattered. The hare saw that guests were coming to him, straightened his hat, wiped his mustache and opened the gate wider. “Hare, hare,” the chickens squealed, the magpie chattered, do you know where the sun lives? We're looking for him. “I don’t know, but my neighbor, the duck, probably knows: she lives near the stream, in the reeds.” The hare led everyone to the stream. And there is a duck house near the stream. And the shuttle is tied nearby. - Hey, neighbor, are you home or not? - the hare shouted. - Home, home! - the duck quacked. “I still can’t dry out; there hasn’t been any sun for three days.” - And we’re just going to look for the sun! - the chickens, the magpie and the hare shouted back to her. – Do you know where it lives? “I don’t know, but behind the stream, under a hollow beech tree, a hedgehog lives - he knows.” They crossed the stream in a canoe and went to look for the hedgehog. And the hedgehog sat under a beech tree and dozed. “Hedgehog, hedgehog,” the chickens, magpie, hare and duck shouted in unison, “do you know where the sun lives?” He had not been in heaven for three days; had he fallen ill? The hedgehog thought and said: “Who knows!” I know where the sun lives. Behind the beech tree is a large mountain. There is a big cloud on the mountain. Above the cloud is the silver moon, and then the sun is just a stone's throw away! The hedgehog took a stick, pulled his hat down and walked ahead of everyone to show the way. So they came to the top of a high mountain. And there the cloud clung to the top and lay there. A chicken, a magpie, a hare, a duck and a hedgehog climbed onto the cloud, sat tight, and the cloud flew straight to visit the month. And the moon saw them and quickly lit up its silver horn. “A month, a month,” the chickens, the magpie, the hare, the duck and the hedgehog shouted to him, “show us where the sun lives!” He was not in heaven for three days, we missed him. The month brought them to the gates of the Solntsev house, and there it was dark, there was no light: it had fallen asleep, apparently the sun did not want to wake up. Then the magpie chattered, the chickens squeaked, the duck quacked, the hare flapped his ears, and the hedgehog tapped with his stick: “Bucket sun, look out and shine the light!” - Who is screaming under the window? - asked the sun. -Who is disturbing me from sleeping? - It’s us - chickens, a magpie, a hare, a duck, and a hedgehog. We came to wake you up: morning has come. “Oh, oh!..” the sun moaned. - How can I look at the sky? For three days the clouds hid me, for three days they obscured me, now I won’t even be able to shine... The hare heard about this - he grabbed a bucket and let’s carry water. A duck heard about this - let’s wash the sun with water. And magpie - wipe with a towel. Let's clean the hedgehog with its prickly bristles. And the chickens began to brush away specks from the sun. The sun came out into the sky, clean, clear and golden. And everywhere it became light and warm. The chicken also came out to bask in the sun. She came out, clucked, and called the chickens to her. And the chickens are right there. They run around the yard, look for grains, and bask in the sun. Whoever doesn’t believe it, let him look: are chickens running around the yard or not?
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Visiting the Sun (Slovak fairy tale)
One day a large cloud covered the sky. The sun didn't show for three days. The chickens are bored without sunlight.
-Where did that sun go? - They say. “We need to return him to heaven as soon as possible.”
-Where will you find him? - the hen cackled. - Do you know where it lives?
“We don’t know, but we’ll ask whoever we meet,” answered the chickens.
The hen collected them for the journey. She gave me a bag and a purse. In the bag there is a grain, in the purse there is a poppy seed.
The chickens have left. They walked and walked and saw: in the garden, behind a head of cabbage, a snail was sitting. She is big, horned, and has a hut on her back.
The chickens stopped and asked: “Snail, snail, do you know where the sun lives?”
- Don't know. There's a magpie sitting on the fence - maybe she knows.
But the magpie did not wait for the chickens to come to her.
She flew up to them, chattered, and began to chatter: “Chickens, where are you going?” Where are you chickens going, where?
The chickens answer: “Yes, the sun has disappeared.” He was not in heaven for three days. Let's go look for him.
- And I will go with you! And I will go with you! And I will go with you!
- Do you know where the sun lives?
“I don’t know, but maybe the hare knows: he lives next door, across the border,” the magpie chirped.
The hare saw that guests were coming to him, straightened his hat, wiped his mustache and opened the gate wider.
“Hare, hare,” the chickens squeaked, and the magpie chattered, “do you know where the sun lives?” We're looking for him.
“I don’t know, but my neighbor, the duck, probably knows: she lives near the stream, in the reeds.”
The hare led everyone to the stream. And near the stream there is a duck house, and a shuttle is tied nearby.
- Hey, neighbor, are you home or not? - shouted the hare.
- Home, home! - the duck quacked. “I still can’t dry out; there hasn’t been any sun for three days.”
- And we’re just going to look for the sun! - the chickens, the magpie and the hare shouted back to her. - Do you know where it lives?
“I don’t know, but behind the stream, under a hollow beech tree, a hedgehog lives - he should know.”
They took a canoe across the stream and went to look for the hedgehog.
And the hedgehog sat under a beech tree and dozed.
“Hedgehog, hedgehog,” the chickens, magpie, hare and duck shouted in unison, “do you know where the sun lives?” He had not been in heaven for three days; had he fallen ill?
The hedgehog thought and thought and said: “How could you not know!”
I know where the sun lives. Behind the beech tree is a large mountain. There is a big cloud on the mountain. Above the cloud is a silver moon, and there the sun is just a stone's throw away!
The hedgehog took a stick, pulled his hat down and walked ahead, showing everyone the way.
So they came to the top of a high mountain. And there the cloud clung to the top and lay there.
A chicken, a magpie, a hare, a duck and a hedgehog climbed onto the cloud, sat down, and the cloud flew straight to visit the month.
“A month, a month,” the chickens, the magpie, the hare, the duck and the hedgehog shouted to him, “show us where the sun lives!” He was not in heaven for three days, we missed him.
The month brought them straight to the gates of the sun’s house, but the house was dark, there was no light: it had fallen asleep, apparently the sun did not want to wake up.
Then the magpie chattered, the chickens squeaked, the duck quacked, the hare flapped his ears, and the hedgehog tapped with his stick: “Bucket sun, look out and shine the light!”
“Who’s screaming under the window?” - asked the sun. - Who is stopping me from sleeping?
- It’s us, chickens, a magpie, a hare, a duck, and a hedgehog.
We came to wake you up - morning has come.
“Ox, ox!..” the sun moaned. - How can I look at the sky? For three days the clouds hid me, for three days they obscured me, now I won’t even be able to shine...
The hare heard about this - he grabbed a bucket and started carrying water. A duck heard about this - let’s wash the sun with water. And magpie - wipe with a towel. Let's clean the hedgehog with the prickly bristles. And the chickens began to brush away specks from the sun.
The sun came out into the sky, clean, clear and golden.
And everywhere it became light and warm.
The chicken also came out to bask in the sun. She came out, clucked, and called the chickens to her.
And the chickens are right there. They run around the yard, look for grains, and bask in the sun.
Whoever doesn’t believe it, let him look: are chickens running around the yard or not?
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