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ELES BOOTUR                                                                          9 3










                                                    Kyun Chomchuuk

                                                Eles Bootur the Great
                                                My elder brother,
                                                Bowing to you ninety-nine times
                                                I’m greeting you!
                                                I’m Kyun Chomchuuk,
                                                The daughter of divine people.
                                                Having travelled so much
                                                Hungry you are, indeed.
                                                Tired you are, really.
                                                There is a soft bed to lie on,
                                                There is plentiful food
                                                To satisfy you,
                                                I’m asking you to be a guest,
                                                To be a welcoming company
                                                To have a heart-to-heart talk.”
                                                 “She is so nice
                                                 Looking at me softly,
                                                Asking so sincerely
                                                 It’ll be not a great sin
                                                 If I get her invitation
                                                 To have a rest, to eat a little.”
                                                 Thinking so, he went into
                                                 That he didn’t notice himself.
                                                As soon as he entered
                                                 The beautiful girl lovingly
                                                 Led him by the hand
                                                 To the right bed.
                                                 He thought it was the bed,
                                                 But suddenly he fell head over heels
                                                 And falling down, he saw
                                                 It was the abaasy-girl,
                                                 Grinning and mocking at him,
                                                 Her disordered hair
                                                 Closing her face,
                                                 She started to cry out:
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