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ELES BOOTUR                                                                          9 1










                                                My elder sister
                                                Listen to my words!
                                                Eos Tardar the Devil
                                                Stole my wife,
                                                My dear friend
                                                Beautiful Syralyngsa Kuo,
                                                Chasing him
                                                I turned out in a dead lock.
                                                I’m asking you to open this passage
                                                Let me catch him, this thief.
                                                My elder sister,
                                                Seldom I ask you
                                                Do help me, please!”
                                                As soon as he uttered
                                                These floating in the air words
                                                The daughter of the Moon
                                                Witch Yrbaldjyn
                                                Was next to him
                                                That he didn’t even notice it.
                                                Beating her tambourine
                                                Her decorations tinkling and jingling,
                                                Looking at him with her sunny eyes
                                                Moving very smoothly,
                                                Opening her golden mouth
                                                Uttered her sacred words:


                                                       Yrbaldjyn the Witch


                                                “Listen to me picking up
                                                Your moon-like ears!
                                                It’s not simple gorge,
                                                It’s Eos Tardar’s magic
                                                It’s a jagged mountain ridge
                                                To block a way of a stranger.
                                                It’ll exist until Eos Tardar dies,” —
                                                Having said these it, she turned
                                                Eles Bootur into a needle.
                                                When the gorge opened a little
                                                She threw it away.
                                                The eight-edged needle
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