|Once upon a time there lived a goat with the curly legs. It had three kids:
Alyul, Bulyul and Khishtaki Saritanur.
Once the goat with the curly legs left onto the pasture. Before its departure,
she called her children and told them: My Alyul, my Bulyul, my Khishtaki
Saritanur! I depart to be grazed; I will bring to you grass on my horns, some
water in my mouth, and milk in my udder. Lock the door and don’t leave the house.
As soon as the goat left out of sight, the dog approached the door. It knocked
with its paw and began to bark: My Alyul, my Bulyul, my Of Khishtaki Saritanur,
open the door! Alyul, Bulyul, Khishtaki Saritanur heard that this is not their
mother, and they did not open door.
Dog left without anything. As soon as it left, the jackal ran up to the house
and it howled: My Alyul, my Bulyul, my Of Khishtaki Saritanur, quickly open the
door! But kids heard it was the jackal and did not open the door.
Then the wolf approached the door: it stood around the corner of the house and
heard everything. He changed his voice and began to sing: My Alyul, my Bulyul,
my Khishtaki Saritanur! Quickly open the door for me. I brought to you grass on
my horns, water in my mouth and milk in my udder.
Kids heard these words, they thought it was their mother who came, and they open
the door all the way. Wolf ran into the house, swallowed all the kids and left.
Goat with the curly legs returned from the pasture in the evening. She saw the
open door, entered into the house and found neither Alyul nor Bulyulya nor
Khishtaki Saritanur., and began to cry: Where is my Alyul, where is my Bulyul,
where is my, Khishtaki Saritanur! Where are you? I brought you grass on y horns,
water in my mouth and milk in my udder.
No one had responded. Goat cried for a long time, but it did not help her grief.
“Was it dog who ate my children?” – she thought and went to the dog.
She climbed the roof of the canine house and stomped with her legs: stomp stomp!
The Dog heard the knocking and it asked: Who climbed on my roof? Who pours dust
into the pilau of my guests? Pilau became salty and my guests are blinded by the
Goat answered: - It is I, the goat with the curly legs. I climbed on your roof
of your house and stomping with my feet. Who took away my Alyul, Who took away
my Bulyul, Who took away my Khishtaki Saritanur? Who has bow and arrows, who
will come out and face my horns?
Dog got frightened, put his tail between his legs and said:
- I did not see your Alyul, I did not see your Bulyul, I did not see your
Khishtaki Saritanur! I do not have not bow, nor arrows. I will not face you in
the battle, I will not arise before your horns! Go to the jackal, it was
probably him to ate your children.
Goat went to the jackal. She climbed the roof of his house and stomped with her
legs: stomp stomp stomp!
Jackal heard the knocking and asked: Who climbed on my roof? Who pours dust into
the pilau of my guests? My Pilau became salty and my guests are blinded by the
And the Goat answered:
- It is I, the goat with the curly legs. I climbed on the roof of your house and
I am stomping with my feet.
Who took away my Alyul,
Who took away my Bulyulya,
Who did take away my Khishtaki Saritanur?
Who has the bow and arrows,
Who will battle me and arise before my horns?
In response to the words of the goat cowardly jackal howled:
- I did not see your Alyul, I did not see your Bulyul,
I did not see your Khishtaki Saritanur!
I do not have nor bow, nor arrows.
I will not battle you, I will not arise before your horns!
Go to the wolf: it was him who ate your children.
Goat went to the wolf, she climbed the roof of wolf’s house, and angrily stomped
the roof with her feet. Wolf asked roughly:
- Who climbed on my roof? Who pours dust into the pilau of my guests? Pilau
became saltly, and my guests are blinded by the dust!
Goat even more strongly stomped with her feet and threateningly bleated:
- It is I, the goat with the curly legs!
I climbed on the roof of your house and knocking with my feet!
You ate my Alyul,
You ate my Bulyul],
You ate my Khishtaki Saritanur!
If you have bow and arrows, come out and battle me and arise before my horns!
Wolf answered gloatingly:
- Yes, I ate your Alyuly, I ate your Bulyul,
I ate your Khishtaki Saritanur! I have bow and arrows,
I will face you in the battle! I will arise before your horns!
The goat took the wolf to the lawn, and they began to battle. Seven days and
seven nights went the battle. Seven measures of the earth ploughed by their
feet. On the goat there was not left a single scrap of fur, and on the wolf
there was no unscathed place. All notches were gone on the goat’s horns, and in
the wolf’s mouth not a single sharp tooth remained. Finally they have decided to
go to the master grinder: the goat to sharpen her horns, and the wolf to sharpen
his teeth. Goat is went home and baked some sweet cakes on its milk, carried
them to the grinder and asked:
- Master, master! Sharpen my hornes to be sharper! I brought my sweet cakes for
Sweet cakes have pleased the grinder, and he sharpened the goat’s horn sharper
than the diamond edges!
Wolf spied on the present, which goat brought to grinder. He saw that she took
white dust, mixed it up with some white liquid, mixed up the dough, rolled it
out and baked the cakes. Wolf found the bright pollen of clay, moistened it in
the white drops of waterfall, made up flat cakes, dried them in the sun and
carried them to the grinder:
- Master, master! Sharpen to me teeth, and hurry! I brought sweet cakes for you!
The grinder did not say a single word. He accepted the cakes and did not
sharpen, but it entirely grounded off wolf’s teeth. And instead of the teeth, he
put to downy cotton grains into the wolf’s mouth. Contented wolf went back to
the battle with the goat and haughtily said:
- Goat, goat, first you charge at me, to have a chance of having your last wish.
However, goat modestly said:
- First you charge.
Wolf charged and with his mouth, full of cotton grains, bit the goat into the
stomach, but injured not a single strand of her wool.
Goat charged and struck the wolf into the stomach with its sharp as a diamond
horns. The wolf belly ripped open, and out jumped living and unharmed Alyul,
Bulyul and Khishtaki Saritanur!
Happy and merry kids ran home with their mother.