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Fire Urbaldjyn

“Aar-Djaaly! Aart-Tatai!
I asked fairytale beauty,
Fantastic Usuktaakh
To be my wife, but she refused,
Since that day we have been
Fighting for three years.
But I’ll beat her until she gives up,
I’ll tame her like a horse,
I’ll wear her out,
Her hot temper will cool down,
Her lack of restraint will stop,
I’ll take her into my bed.
She’ll learn the strength of my leg,
The grip of my hand and
My heavy breath.
We are not afraid of anybody,
We are not going to go back.
Be careful, you, boaster.”
Eles Bootur the Great
Having Black Bear horse
Was not frightened,
Putting aside Nurgun the Beautiful
Rushed forward like a lion.
It was the battle of all battles
Full of wounds and deaths.
The three brothers thinking to win
The only hero, Eles Bootur,
Advanced on him like a hungry wolf
Wanting to get a piece of flesh.
Snatching a sword out of its sheath,
Screaming started they to battle.
But soon they threw
The swords away,
Because they grew blunt.
Sharp-edged lancets
Were grasped quickly
To direct it to the tops of heads
But broken they were dropped.