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                              Eles Bootur the Great
                              Though he is far from me,
                              From my best years
                              But he is powerful, indeed!”
                              Here his old woman
                              Murmured under her nose:
                              “He is not ashamed of his age,
                              He doesn’t see that
                              He’s small and ugly
                              And is still boasting,”
                              Eles Bootur the Great
                              Having heard it,                                                    a*
                              Having seen it,
                             Was greatly surprised:
                              “So small and such a boaster!
                              But he knows so much.
                              How did he manage to learn
                              Everything so quickly?”
                              He went on his way and
                              Got to the bottom
                             Of the great World.
                             How long he had been galloping
                             He didn’t know,
                             Suddenly he saw
                             A blue smoke rising up,
                             A lot of people on
                             A large spacious place
                             Shining from a distance,
                             Sooner or later he got to
                             This wonderful land,
                             Gazing at it attentively,
                             He understood:
                             It was a nice land, indeed.
                             A crane flying around
                             For nine days and nights
                             Didn’t find edges
                             Of its flat smooth valley.
                             A white crane failing
                             To get to the ends
                             Of its shining field
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