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He rushed to the northern yurta
Like a skipping hare.
At the yurta an old woman
Of about seventy in rags
With disheveled hair,
Large stomach,
Red eyes full of pus,
Her nose was running,
Her mouth was watering
Smelling awfully,
Looking at the message boy
Ran after him to tell everybody,
Not seeing anything
She fell down hurting her face,
Lying there she cried out

Old woman Simekhsin

“Listen to me, listen to me!
EW/' I’ve seen and heard that
You don’t know!
К1ШЯ The strongest hero of
The Sun relatives
Is galloping here
To protect our dear daughter,
A ray of our bright Sun,
Stand up! Welcome him!
Oh, my God, I’m fainting.”
Eles Bootur the Great
Crossing an open place
Where neither hail nor snow
Could be seen and
Coming up to the best tethering
Tied his horse firmly to the white yurta
Opened its door quietly,
Coming into it he saw
A girl shining like the setting sun
Her face like a rising sun ray,
Smiling like a fresh flower,
Slender like a reed,