Page 94 - ELES BOOTUR (2)

7 8 PETR OGOTOEV

Through her flesh a bone was seen,
Through her bone marrow was seen,
Ten times as beautiful as his sisters.
His eyes slid along,
So beautiful she was.
She was sitting on the back bed
Looking at him tenderly.
Our hero seeing this
Wonderful creature
Without a wink staring at him,
Sending to him her sweet smile,
Got so excited and touched,
His heart melted with joy,
His strength weakened,
His knees trembled,
He was on the verge of fainting,
The words stuck in his throat,
He stood there stuttering,
Gazing about stupidly.
While he was standing there
Not knowing what to do,
The beautiful girl came up lightly,
Took his right hand tenderly
Directing him to the right bed,
The bed made of a thick larch
Failed to support our hero,
It began to shake that
He Held it with his shin.
The bright light of their dwelling,
The nice butterfly of their yurta,
The swallow of their dark house,
A cloudy day didn’t see her,
A sunny day never glanced,
The beauty of all beauties
Reached out her hand to him
Standing in front of Eles Bootur.
Set her three-sable cap straight
Her heart melted with love,
Her eyes brightened,
Her cheeks reddened.