My brother answers the month is clear. Month, month, my friend, gilded horn

I am her fiancé.” - “You are my light,”
The red sun answered, -
I haven't seen the princess.
To know, she is no longer alive.

Is it a month, my neighbor,
I met her somewhere
Or a trace of her was noticed.”

Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
It's only been a month
He chased after him with a prayer.

“A month, a month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness,
Chubby, bright-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are looking at you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen it anywhere in the world?
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “My brother,”
The clear month answers, -
I have not seen the red maiden.

I stand on guard
Just in my turn.
Without me, the princess, apparently,
I ran.” - “How insulting!” -
The prince answered.
The clear month continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, perhaps
The wind knows. He will help.
Now go to him
Don’t be sad, goodbye.”
Elisha, without losing heart,
He rushed to the wind, calling:

“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You are chasing flocks of clouds,
You stir the blue sea
Everywhere you blow in the open air,
You're not afraid of anyone
Except God alone.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen it anywhere in the world?
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “Wait,”
The wild wind answers, -

There behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
There is a deep hole in it;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking
On chains between pillars.
No traces of anyone to be seen
Around that empty space;
Your bride is in that coffin.”

The wind ran away.
The prince began to cry
And he went to an empty place,
For a beautiful bride
Watch it again at least once.

For his bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, he jumps around the world.
No way! He cries bitterly
And whoever he asks
His question is tricky for everyone;
Who laughs in his face,
Who would rather turn away;
To the red sun at last
Well done.
“Our sunshine! you walk
All year round in the sky, you drive
Winter with warm spring,
You see us all below you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Haven't you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her groom." - “You are my light,”
The red sun answered, -
There was no sign of Yatsarevna.
Know that she is no longer alive.
Is it a month, my neighbor,
I met her somewhere
Or a trace of her was noticed.”
Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
It's only been a month
He chased after him with a prayer.
“A month, a month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness,
Chubby, bright-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are looking at you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen it anywhere in the world?
Are you young princess?
I am her groom." - “My brother,”
The clear month answers, -
I have not seen the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my turn.
The princess can be seen without me
I ran through - “What a shame!” -
The prince answered.
The clear month continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, perhaps
The wind knows. He will help.
Now go to him
Don’t be sad, goodbye.”
Elisha, without losing heart,
He rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You are chasing flocks of clouds,
You stir the blue sea
There is open air everywhere.
You're not afraid of anyone
Except God alone.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen it anywhere in the world?
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “Wait,”
The wild wind answers, -
There behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
There is a deep hole in it;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking
On chains between pillars.
No traces of anyone to be seen
Around that empty place
Your bride is in that coffin.”
The wind ran away.
The prince began to cry
And went to an empty place
For a beautiful bride
Watch it again at least once.
Here he comes; and got up
The mountain in front of him is steep;
The country around her is empty;
There is a dark entrance under the mountain.
He's heading there quickly.
Before him, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking,
And in the crystal coffin
The princess sleeps in eternal sleep.
And about the coffin of the dear bride
He hit with all his might.
The coffin broke. Virgo suddenly
Alive. Looks around
With amazed eyes,
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
“How long have I been sleeping!”
And she rises from the grave...
Ah!.. and they both burst into tears.
He takes her in his hands
And brings light from darkness,
And, having a pleasant conversation,
They set off on their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!
At home idle at that time
The evil stepmother sat
In front of your mirror
And talked to him,
Saying: “Am I the cutest of all,
All rosy and white?”
And I heard in response:
“You are beautiful, there are no words,
But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is redder and whiter.”
The evil stepmother jumped up,
Breaking a mirror on the floor
I ran straight to the door
And I met the princess.
Then sadness took over her,
And the queen died.
They just buried her
The wedding was celebrated immediately,
And with his bride
Elisha got married;
And no one since the beginning of the world
I have never seen such a feast;
I was there, honey, drank beer,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.

The king and queen said goodbye
Prepared for the journey,
And the queen at the window
She sat down to wait for him alone.
He waits from morning until night,
Looks into the field, indian eyes
They got sick looking
From white dawn until night;
I can't see my dear friend!
He just sees: a blizzard is swirling,
Snow is falling on the fields,
The whole white earth.
Nine months pass
She doesn't take her eyes off the field.
Here on Christmas Eve, right at night
God gives the queen a daughter.
Early in the morning the guest is welcome,
Day and night so long awaited,
From afar at last
The Tsar Father returned.
She looked at him,
She sighed heavily,
I couldn't stand the admiration
And she died at mass.

For a long time the king was inconsolable,
But what to do? and he was a sinner;
A year has passed like an empty dream,
The king married someone else.
Tell the truth, young lady
There really was a queen:
Tall, slender, white,
And I took it with my mind and with everything;
But proud, brittle,
Willful and jealous.
She was given as a dowry
There was one mirror:
The mirror had the following properties:
It can speak well.
She was alone with him
Good-natured, cheerful,
S. joked with him affably
And, showing off, she said:
“My light, mirror! Tell
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?”
And the mirror answered her:
“You, of course, no doubt:
You, queen, are the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter.”
And the queen laughs
And shrug your shoulders.
And wink your eyes,
And click your fingers,
And spin around with your arms akimbo.
Looking proudly in the mirror.

But the princess is young,
Silently blooming,
Meanwhile, she grew and grew.
She rose and blossomed.
White-faced, black-browed,
The character of such a meek man.
And the groom was found for her,
Prince of Elisha.
The matchmaker arrived, the king gave his word.
And the dowry is ready:
Seven trading cities
Yes, one hundred and forty towers.

Getting ready for a bachelorette party.
Here is the queen, dressing up
In front of your mirror,
I exchanged words with him:
“I am, tell me. the cutest of all.
All rosy and white?”
What's the answer to the mirror?
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But the princess is the sweetest of all,
All blush and whiter.”
As the queen jumps away,
Yes, as soon as he waves his hand,
Yes, it will slam on the mirror,
It'll stomp like a heel!..
“Oh, you vile glass!
You're lying to spite me.
How can she compete with me?
I'll calm the stupidity in her.
Look how much she has grown!
And it’s no wonder that it’s white:
Mother belly sat
Yes, I just looked at the snow!
But tell me: how can she
Be nicer to me in everything?
Admit it: I am more beautiful than everyone else.
Go around our entire kingdom,
Even the whole world; I have no equal.
Is not it?" Mirror in response:
“But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is more rosy and white.”
Nothing to do. She,
Full of black envy
Throwing the mirror under the bench,
She called Chernavka to her place
And punishes her
To his hay girl,
News to the princess in the depths of the forest
And, tying her up, alive
Leave it there under the pine tree
To be devoured by the wolves.

Can the devil deal with an angry woman?
There is no point in arguing. With the princess
Here Chernavka went into the forest
And brought me to such a distance,
What did the princess guess?
And I was scared to death,
And she prayed: “My life!
What, tell me, am I guilty of?
Don't ruin me, girl!
And how will I be a queen,
I will spare you."
The one who loves her in my soul,
Didn't kill, didn't tie up,
She let go and said:
“Don’t worry, God bless you.”
And she came home.
"What? - the queen told her, -
Where is the beautiful maiden?
- “There, in the forest, there is one,”
She answers her, -
Her elbows are tightly tied;
Will fall into the claws of the beast,
She will have to endure less
It will be easier to die."

And the rumor began to ring:
The royal daughter is missing!
The poor king grieves for her.
Prince Elisha,
Having prayed earnestly to God,
Hitting the road
For the beautiful soul,
For the young bride.

But the bride is young,
Wandering in the forest until dawn,
Meanwhile everything went on and on
And I came across the tower.
A dog comes towards her, barking,
He came running and fell silent, playing;
She entered the gate
There is silence in the courtyard.
The dog runs after her, caressing her,
And the princess, getting close,
Went up to the porch
And she took the ring;
The door opened quietly.
And the princess found herself
In the bright upper room; all around
Carpeted benches
Under the saints there is an oak table,
Stove with tiled stove bench.
The girl sees what's here
Good people live;
I know she won't be offended.
Meanwhile, no one is visible.
The princess walked around the house,
I put everything away in order,
I lit a candle for God,
I lit the stove hot,
Climbed onto the floor
And she quietly lay down.

Lunch hour was approaching
There was a stomping sound in the yard:
Seven heroes enter
Seven ruddy barbels.
The elder said: “What a miracle!
Everything is so clean and beautiful.
Someone was tidying up the mansion
Yes, he was waiting for the owners.
Who? Come out and show yourself
Make friends with us honestly.
If you are an old man,
You will be our uncle forever.
If you're a ruddy guy,
You will be called our brother.
If the old lady, be our mother,
So let's call it a name.
If the red maiden
Be our dear sister."

And the princess came down to them,
I gave honor to the owners,
She bowed low to the waist;
Blushing, she apologized,
Somehow I went to visit them,
Even though I wasn’t invited.
Instantly they recognized me by their speech,
That the princess was received;
Sat in a corner
They brought a pie,
The glass was poured full,
It was served on a tray.
From green wine
She denied;
I just broke the pie,
Yes, I took a bite,
And get some rest from the road
I asked to go to bed.
They took the girl
Up into the bright room
And left alone
Going to bed.

Day after day goes by, flashing,
And the princess is young
Everything is in the forest, she's not bored
Seven heroes.
Before dawn
Brothers in a friendly crowd
They go out for a walk,
Shoot gray ducks
Amuse your right hand,
Sorochina rushes to the field,
Or head off broad shoulders
Cut off the Tatar,
Or chased out of the forest
Pyatigorsk Circassian,
And she is the hostess
Meanwhile alone
Will clean and prepare
She won't contradict them
They won't contradict her.
So days go by.

Brothers dear girl
Loved it. To her room
Once, as soon as it was dawn,
All seven of them entered.
The elder said to her: “Maiden,
You know: you are a sister to all of us,
All seven of us, you
We all love for ourselves
We would all be glad to take you,
Yes, you can’t, for God’s sake
Make peace between us somehow:
Be one's wife
Other affectionate sister.
Why are you shaking your head?
Are you refusing us?
Are the goods not for the merchants?

“Oh, you guys are honest,
Brothers, you are my family, -
The princess tells them,
If I lie, may God command
I won't get out of this place alive.
What do i do? because I'm a bride.
For me you are all equal
All are daring, all are smart,
I love you all from the bottom of my heart;
But to another I am forever
Given away. I love everyone
Prince Elisha."

The brothers stood silently
Yes, they scratched their heads.
“Demand is not a sin. Forgive us, -
The elder said bow, -
If so, I won’t mention it
About that.” “I’m not angry,”
She said quietly,
And my refusal is not my fault.”
The suitors bowed to her,
Slowly they moved away
And everything agrees again
They began to live and get along.

Meanwhile, the queen is evil,
Remembering the princess
I couldn't forgive her
And on the mirror
I sulked and got angry for a long time;
Finally had enough of him
And she followed him, and sat down
In front of him, I forgot my anger,
Started to show off again
And with a smile she said:
“Hello, mirror! Tell
Tell me the whole truth:
Am I the sweetest in the world,
All rosy and white?”
And the mirror answered her:
“You are beautiful, no doubt;
But he lives without any glory,
Among the green oak groves,
At the seven heroes
The one who is still dearer than you.”
And the queen flew in
To Chernavka: “How dare you
Fool me? and in what!..”
She admitted everything:
Anyway. Evil queen
Threatening her with a slingshot
I put it down or not live,
Or destroy the princess.

Since the princess is young,
Waiting for my dear brothers,
She was spinning while sitting under the window.
Suddenly angrily under the porch
The dog barked and the girl
Sees: beggar blueberry
Walks around the yard with a stick
Driving the dog away. “Wait,
Grandma, wait a little, -
She screams at her through the window, -
I'll threaten the dog myself
And I’ll bring you something.”
The blueberry answers her:
“Oh, you little girl!
The damned dog prevailed
Almost ate it to death.
Look how busy he is!
Come out to me.” - The princess wants
Go out to her and take the bread,
But I just left the porch,
The dog is at her feet and barks,
And he won’t let me see the old woman;
Only the old woman will go to her,
He is angrier than the forest beast,
For an old woman. “What kind of miracle?
Apparently he didn't sleep well, -
The princess tells her,
Well, catch it!” - and the bread flies.
The old woman caught the bread;
“Thank you,” she said.
God bless you;
Here’s to you, catch him!”
And to the princess a liquid,
Young, golden
The apple is flying straight...
The dog will jump and squeal...
But the princess in both hands
Grab - caught. "For the sake of boredom,
Eat an apple, my light.
Thank you for lunch."
The old lady said,
She bowed and disappeared...
And from the princess to the porch
The dog runs into her face
He looks pitifully, howls menacingly,
It’s like a dog’s heart is aching,
As if he wants to tell her:
Give it up! - She caressed him,
Ruffles with a gentle hand;
“What, Sokolko, what’s wrong with you?
Lay down! - and entered the room,
The door was quietly locked,
I sat down under the window and grabbed some yarn.
Wait for the owners, and looked
All for the apple. It
Full of ripe juice,
So fresh and so fragrant
So ruddy and golden
It’s like it’s filled with honey!
The seeds are visible right through...
She wanted to wait
I couldn’t stand it until lunchtime,
I took the apple in my hands,
She brought it to her scarlet lips,
Slowly bit through
And she swallowed a piece...
Suddenly she, my soul,
I staggered without breathing,
White hands dropped,
I dropped the ruddy fruit,
Eyes rolled back
And she's like that
She fell head on the bench
And she became quiet, motionless...

The brothers went home at that time
They came back in a crowd
From a brave robbery.
To meet them, howling menacingly,
The dog runs to the yard
Shows them the way. “Not good! -
The brothers said - sadness
We won’t pass.” They galloped up,
They entered and gasped. Having run in,
Dog at apple headlong
He rushed barking, got angry,
Swallowed it, fell down
And died. Got drunk
It was poison, you know.
Before the dead princess
Brothers in grief
Everyone hung their heads
And with the holy prayer
They lifted me from the bench, dressed me,
They wanted to bury her
And they changed their minds. She,
Like under the wing of a dream,
She lay so quiet and fresh,
That she just couldn’t breathe.
We waited three days, but she
Didn't rise from sleep.
Having performed a sad ritual,
Here they are in the crystal coffin
Young princess corpse
They laid it down - and in a crowd
They carried me to an empty mountain,
And at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On cast iron chains there
Screwed down carefully
And they fenced it off with bars;
And, before the dead sister
Having made a bow to the ground,
The elder said: “Sleep in a coffin.
Suddenly went out, a victim of anger,
Your beauty is on earth;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
You were loved by us
And for the dear one we keep -
No one got it
Only one coffin."

On the same day the evil queen
Waiting for good news
Secretly I took a mirror
And she asked her question:
“Am I, tell me, the cutest of all,
All rosy and white?”
And I heard in response:
“You, queen, no doubt,
You are the cutest in the world,
All blush and whiter.”

Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
It's only been a month
He chased after him with a prayer.
“A month, a month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness,
Chubby, bright-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are looking at you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen it anywhere in the world?
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” “My brother,”
The month is clear, -
I have not seen the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my turn.
The princess can be seen without me
I ran through.” - “What a shame!” -
The prince answered.
The clear month continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, perhaps
The wind knows. He will help.
Now go to him
Don’t be sad, goodbye.”

Elisha, without losing heart,
He rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You are chasing flocks of clouds,
You stir the blue sea
There is open air everywhere.
You're not afraid of anyone
Except God alone.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen it anywhere in the world?
Are you young princess?
I’m her fiancé.” “Wait,”
The wild wind answers, -
There behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
There is a deep hole in it;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking
On chains between pillars.
No traces of anyone to be seen
Around that empty place
Your bride is in that coffin.”

The wind ran away.
The prince began to cry
And went to an empty place
For a beautiful bride
Watch it again at least once.
Here he comes; and got up
The mountain in front of him is steep;
The country around her is empty;
There is a dark entrance under the mountain.
He's heading there quickly.
Before him, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking,
And in the crystal coffin
The princess sleeps in eternal sleep.
And about the coffin of the dear bride
He hit with all his might.
The coffin broke. Virgo suddenly
Alive. Looks around
With amazed eyes,
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
“How long have I been sleeping!”
And she rises from the grave...
Ah!.. and they both burst into tears.
He takes her in his hands
And brings light from darkness,
And, having a pleasant conversation,
They set off on their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!

At home idle at that time
The evil stepmother sat
In front of your mirror
And talked to him,
Saying: “I am the cutest of all,
All rosy and white?”
And I heard in response:
“You are beautiful, there are no words,
But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is redder and whiter.”
The evil stepmother jumped up,
Breaking a mirror on the floor
I ran straight to the door
And I met the princess.
Then sadness took over her,
And the queen died.
They just buried her
The wedding was celebrated immediately,
And with his bride
Elisha got married;
And no one since the beginning of the world
I have never seen such a feast;
I was there, honey, drank beer,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.

Analysis of “The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights”

Pushkin claimed that the plot of “The Tale of the Dead Princess and the Seven Knights” was based on a folk tale that he recorded in 1824 from the words of his nanny. The poet supplemented his work with details from other Russian (“Morozko”) and foreign (“Snegurochka”) fairy tales. As a result, in 1833, an original author's work appeared, which had its own plot and instructive meaning.

In the fairy tale there is a clear division of characters into good and evil. Most of the main characters are positive. Negative ones include the evil queen and Chernavka. But the latter takes the side of evil not of her own free will, but out of fear of punishment. In her heart she loves the poor princess and tries to help her as much as possible. Chernavka does not bind the princess, but simply releases her on all four sides. This episode shows that despite the apparent power of evil, human kindness and compassion always come to the aid of positive characters.

Pushkin vividly describes the image of an evil stepmother. In her characterization one immediately feels the inevitability of some kind of tragedy. The young queen shines with beauty, but is distinguished by excessive pride and jealousy. She is completely indifferent to others and is concerned only with her own superiority. The queen has no friends or just close people. Her constant companion is a mirror that magically talks. But all the conversations of the favorite toy are devoted to one topic - the beauty of its owner. The queen will not tolerate words of truth even from a mirror. She becomes furious when she learns about her stepdaughter's beauty. The first time she throws the mirror into a corner, the second time she breaks it in impotent anger.

The young princess personifies the ideal of female beauty, kindness and fidelity. She treats everyone equally well and does not suspect deception from the “beggar monk.” Even having lost all hope of returning home, she remains faithful to her betrothed husband.

Prince Elisha symbolizes the strength of male love and devotion. In search of a bride, he is ready to travel around the world. The threefold appeal to natural forces (sun, moon and wind) has ancient national roots. It means an incredibly long and difficult search for the truth.

The happy ending of a fairy tale symbolizes the victory of good over evil. Moreover, this victory went to the main characters solely for their positive qualities. The tale does not contain a traditional decisive battle or a picture of the punishment of villains. The queen herself dies from “longing.” The wedding of the princess and Elisha is a triumph of happiness and justice.

That she just couldn’t breathe.
We waited three days, but she
Didn't rise from sleep.
Having performed a sad ritual,
Here they are in the crystal coffin
Young princess corpse
They laid it down - and in a crowd
They carried me to an empty mountain,
And at midnight
Her coffin to six pillars
On cast iron chains there
Screwed down carefully
And they fenced it off with bars;
And, before the dead sister
Having made a bow to the ground,
The elder said: “Sleep in the coffin;
Suddenly went out, a victim of anger,
Your beauty is on earth;
Heaven will receive your spirit.
You were loved by us
And for the dear one we keep -
No one got it
Only one coffin."
On the same day the evil queen
Waiting for good news
Secretly I took a mirror
And she asked her question:
“Am I, tell me, the cutest of all,
All rosy and white?”
And I heard in response:
“You, queen, no doubt,
You are the cutest in the world,
All blush and whiter.”
For his bride
Prince Elisha
Meanwhile, he jumps around the world.
No way! He cries bitterly
And whoever he asks
His question is tricky for everyone;
Who laughs in his face,
Who would rather turn away;
To the red sun at last
Well done.
“Our sunshine! You walk
All year round in the sky, you drive
Winter with warm spring,
You see us all below you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Haven't you seen anywhere in the world
Are you young princess?
I am her groom." - “You are my light,”
The red sun answered, -
I haven't seen the princess.
She is no longer alive.
Is it a month, my neighbor,
I met her somewhere
Or a trace of her was noticed.”
Dark Night Elisha
He waited in his anguish.
It's only been a month
He chased after him with a prayer.
“A month, a month, my friend,
Gilded horn!
You rise in deep darkness,
Chubby, bright-eyed,
And, loving your custom,
The stars are looking at you.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen it anywhere in the world?
Are you young princess?
I am her groom." - “My brother,
The clear month answers, -
I have not seen the red maiden.
I stand on guard
Just in my turn.
Without me, the princess, apparently,
I ran." - “How insulting!” -
The prince answered.
The clear month continued:
"Wait a minute; about her, perhaps
The wind knows. He will help.
Now go to him
Don’t be sad, goodbye.”
Elisha, without losing heart,
He rushed to the wind, calling:
“Wind, wind! You are powerful
You are chasing flocks of clouds,
You stir the blue sea
Everywhere you blow in the open air,
You're not afraid of anyone
Except God alone.
Al will you refuse me an answer?
Have you seen it anywhere in the world?
Are you young princess?
I am her fiancé.” - “Wait,”
The wild wind answers, -
There behind the quiet river
There is a high mountain
There is a deep hole in it;
In that hole, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking
On chains between pillars.
No traces of anyone to be seen
Around that empty space;
Your bride is in that coffin.”
The wind ran away.
The prince began to cry
And he went to an empty place,
For a beautiful bride
Watch it again at least once.
Here he comes; and got up
The mountain in front of him is steep;
The country around her is empty;
There is a dark entrance under the mountain.
He's heading there quickly.
Before him, in the sad darkness,
The crystal coffin is rocking,
And in the crystal coffin
The princess sleeps in eternal sleep.
And about the coffin of the dear bride
He hit with all his might.
The coffin broke. Virgo suddenly
Alive. Looks around
With amazed eyes,
And, swinging over the chains,
Sighing, she said:
“How long have I been sleeping!”
And she rises from the grave...
Ah!.. and they both burst into tears.
He takes her in his hands
And brings light from darkness,
And, having a pleasant conversation,
They set off on their way back,
And the rumor is already trumpeting:
The royal daughter is alive!
At home idle at that time
The evil stepmother sat
In front of your mirror
And she talked to him.
Saying: “Am I the cutest of all,
All rosy and white?”
And I heard in response:
“You are beautiful, there are no words,
But the princess is still sweeter,
Everything is redder and whiter.”
The evil stepmother jumped up,
Breaking a mirror on the floor
I ran straight to the door
And I met the princess.
Then sadness took over her,
And the queen died.
They just buried her
The wedding was celebrated immediately,
And with his bride
Elisha got married;
And no one since the beginning of the world
I have never seen such a feast;
I was there, honey, drank beer,
Yes, he just wet his mustache.

From the book “Bicycle with a trailer”

What are we going to talk about today?
- About the Moon. Do you see how huge it is crawling out from behind the neighboring house?
- So today is the full moon, a bright astronomical event. The so-called lunar peoples attach special importance to this and their calendars are linked to the phases of the moon.
- The Turks are celebrating something in our house. They don’t eat during the day, they leave everything until midnight. From ten o'clock in the evening they rattle plates. And this noise will continue until three in the morning. In Germany there is no need to hide from the sun, but the Turks demonstrate their exclusivity. They are sober people, they live in large families, they have many children. They don’t put old people in Altenheim, and I haven’t met any old people who lived and suffered alone in an apartment. As a rule, they rent several apartments. During Ramadan and Friday prayers they are especially friendly. The Turks are a lunar people, developing, and the Germans seem to be supposed to be sunny, but they are fading, they, the Germans, have a lot of mass holidays, carnivals, Oktoberfests, beer festivals, but everything is somehow ostentatious, or what? Not real. Sham.

What is the basis for this conclusion? Germany is one of the best countries in the world, rich, well-equipped, with a high level of income and social protection.

I agree, everything is so, but she is no longer the same as she was. And local residents especially feel this. Life has become poorer for many of them. Much goes by inertia. But the bonds of a large nation have already been destroyed, there are very few children, there are few German children, Turkish, Arab, Negro children - these, you see, are not future Germans. There is no traditional German family, I mean a family where there are several generations, where grandparents pass on life experience to their grandchildren and great-grandchildren...

But with this approach, there is no family in Russia either...

The family in Russia is still holding together, although there are many problems. Look at the immigrants from Russia in Germany. They cling to relatives, maintain family relationships, and do not abandon the elderly, although this is very difficult. And if we talk about Russia, then sincere faith is supported there. And in Germany there are many churches, a huge mass of sects, there are houses of worship, but people have no faith, in fact there is no religion, it’s just a former appearance: the bells are ringing, but there is no future. And it surprises me, don’t those who are in power today feel this? Or did they sell themselves out for paper money, which rules over everyone, serves as their bedding, and carries out the will of this worthless minority?

Let's not talk about the bad. Let's continue about the moon.
Do you know how the Moon was born?

Of course it is known. Not everything, but a lot. The moon was born on Earth. This is clear. The Moon is made up of the same elements as the Earth. No one could drag it from anywhere and integrate it into the system with the Earth and the Sun. No one could train such a mass from somewhere outside. It also could not tear itself away as a huge piece from the Earth, although science fiction writers write about this, because it was created either by those who launched the Solar System, or by earthlings, if their civilization before the cold snap was more powerful than ours.

Can our planet do without ebbs and flows? Maybe this is a mechanism for restraining speed or, conversely, accelerating?

Looks like containment. The Circumpolar Westerly Current acts from west to east. If the Moon moved in the same direction in relation to the Earth, its movement would accelerate. This means that the Earth-Moon system is designed to slow down the rotation of our planet. The ebb and flow of the tides serve the same purpose, because they are a reaction to the approach of a satellite. There will be no moon, there will be no tides.

During the new and full moon periods, the sun, moon and earth line up in one line. It is during this period that hurricanes and tsunamis often occur. Earthquakes and volcanic eruptions occur. So, it's not that simple.
Maybe the sun-earth-moon system somehow balances something in celestial mechanics, is a balancer, although this balancer is strange: on one side there is a giant Sun, on the other there is a tiny Moon with a short lever to the Earth, or rather from the Earth.

Is the Moon moving away from the Earth?

In accordance with the intention of the Creators, it must be removed. Everything in our Universe is moving away from the point of its origin, everything is participating in the process of expansion.

What if it is not deleted?

If the Moon does not move away from the Earth, then this means one thing: the earthlings of past civilizations turned out to be smarter and did not fight among themselves, as they do now, but figured out God’s Plan and opposed it with their calculations. Apparently, they created an invisible mechanism that holds the satellite near the planet, like a sling holds a stone or a projectile.

What is a sling? How is this forgotten word sling formed? Maybe there is a secret here?

The word sling has not been forgotten. There is a popular poem by Alexander Pushkin about the Prophetic Oleg, where the old magician retells to Prince Oleg his own fate:

And the blue sea is a deceptive wave
In the hours of fatal bad weather,
and the sling and the arrow and the crafty dagger
The years are kind to the winner...
Under the formidable armor you know no wounds;
An invisible guardian has been given to the mighty.

In Dahl's dictionary, three variants of this word are given: sling - masculine, sling and sling - feminine, presumably formed from the now forgotten verb prat (pru, presh, prem), that is, to reap, push, squeeze out, crush, push. Pranyo - struggle, battle, fight, battle, battle, competition. It seems that all these words - sling, prat, pranyo - have the same root with groups of words such as right, rule, rule, direct, straighten and others, all these words with an ancient forgotten root pointing to the sun Ra. The sun rises in the morning and moves across the sky from left to right. In Russian this is always emphasized.

But the German analogue of the word sling - Schleuder, in my opinion, indicates a movement to the left, because leu is the root lion (left) written in Latin, literally - to the left.

The sling as a weapon was held in the right hand (or with both hands) and spun from right to left, that is, counterclockwise. It is with this movement that a stone, ball or other projectile launched from a sling flies further and has greater combat power, since most people have more strength in their right hand than in their left.

Now apply the action of a sling to the movement, to the rotation of our planet. And we will immediately notice that the sling will dampen the rotation of the planet, and not strengthen or accelerate it.

What does it mean?

This means that the Earth-Moon system is designed to slow down the Earth's rotation. Don't speed it up, but slow it down.

Why do this? What is the benefit of slowing down the planet's motion?

Let's think together. After all, if the Earth accelerates, it quickly covers the distance that is favorable for the development of life. And if the goal is for the Earth to pass through the best-favoured zone for as long as possible, then it is necessary to slow down its movement.

I think there is logic in this: slowing down movement and rotation prolongs life on Earth.

The well-known principle “The slower you go, the further you will go” then applies absolutely here. In this case, deceleration is necessary so that the Earth moves more slowly away from the Sun. This means that by slowing down, the Earth can receive more solar heat over a longer period.

So we can agree that we owe our lives to those who thought of slowing down the rotation of the Earth with the help of the Moon's satellite. Perhaps the favorable period for the Earth would have ended long ago.

Where did the moon come from?

Of course, from Earth. Remember academician Vladimir Obruchev and his fantasies on the theme “Sannikov Lands”? He located this unique land somewhere in the Far North. It looks like the birth of the Moon could have taken place there. Despite all the exploration of the Arctic, there are plenty of blank spots.

So that is where we need to look for the navel of the Earth?

Is a person born from the navel?

Really.

And in Israel, tourists are shown the Navel of the Earth...

It's more like a boil that can pop up anywhere. And through the navel the embryo is nourished until it is born.

Wait. And the giant crater of an extinct volcano in the United States? From time to time there are reports that it is about to explode, animals are migrating. Then everything calms down. This appears to be a temporary fluctuation. Was it not from the depths of this volcano that the Moon was born?

The birth of the Moon could follow two scenarios. If this is the creation of earthlings, then it was done in workshops, laboratories, at training grounds, most likely in parts, in pieces. And then it was assembled in orbit. This technology has already been partially mastered: the modules are being assembled, and the orbit has been calculated and maintained. This version is supported by numerous reports that the giant canyon of the Colorado and Arizona rivers in the USA are quarries for mining. It is possible that it was here that everything was created in order to later launch an artificial satellite into high orbit around the Earth, which was called the Moon.

What if this is the intention of the Creators, the providence of God?

The formation of the future Moon as a living organism took place in the bosom of the Earth, in boiling plasma, and then the birth took place head first... Perhaps, on the same area of the Elouston crater.
Along the way, about one completely non-scientific experiment. No, not an experiment, just a game.
In the pioneer camp there was a team competition - KVN. Each team was given a ball, one was told it was a girl, the other was a boy. The girl wears a headscarf. The second team placed a small ball in the right place next to the big ball - a boy. This suited everyone. It was fun. And if we offer something similar with a geographical globe, naturally, upside down. At what latitudes will there be signs that distinguish boys and girls? I am sure that these signs will fluctuate between 30 and 45 degrees north latitude, these are the latitudes of Everest in the Himalayas and Elonestone in North America.
I would like to draw your attention to the fact that the words Universe, Sun, Moon, planet, plasma, flame, womb, flax, captivity, veil, diapers, placenta have common roots.

Here you can add the names London, Babylon, Barcelona, Ceylon...

And also the words cylinder, gallon, standard, template... A wide range of terms and concepts.

But there are such concepts as the waxing and waning moon. The moon itself does not change, it is always the same...

But its illumination changes when viewed from the ground. And this happens with all planets, they themselves do not glow, they reflect sunlight, and their brightness changes. Brightness increases if the sun is to the right of the moon or planet. And the brightness becomes less when the light is to their left. The Russians have a trick for remembering. If the crescent of the moon or Venus resembles the letter c, the illumination is reduced, the phase is decreasing, old. S – old. They say that the moon is old, Venus is old. And if the sun is on the left, the phase is increasing, the illumination is increasing. Conventionally, you can add a straight vertical line to the sickle to get the letter p. R – nascent. There is a compelling logic to this view. When the Moon and planets follow the sun, they fill up and their illumination increases. And when the sun is ahead, their illumination decreases.

In other words, when the sun sets, the moon fills, and when the sun rises, it wanes.

Yes that's right. But this is from the point of view of an observer in the northern, Martian hemisphere. From the point of view of an observer in the southern, solar hemisphere, everything will look different. Our ancestors knew this better before the split of the great empire; they created the science of astrology, where when drawing up horoscopes, the illumination of the planets and their position in relation to the sun mattered, but now this is a false theory about the influence of star light on the character of people. Total deception.

Is it possible to see the head of the ball, the ball? Do planets have heads? Does the sun have a head? Where is Luna's head?

The Russian language provides the answer. The head is the main, fundamental part of any living organism. The sun and planets are alive and developing. And the head is the main part of the sun, the moon, and the earth. The Earth has its head in Antarctica. We have already discussed this. On the day of the new moon or full moon, you need to face south. At the moment of sunrise, the Moon will be in the east at almost the same time as the sun is setting in the west. That part of the ball that faces south near the Earth, near the Moon and near the Sun will indicate the direction of movement of the entire Solar System; in these parts it is necessary to indicate the heads of the planets, the beginning, the windshields, if compared with a car, train, rocket or airplane.

And what remains behind if you compare the flight of planets with driving on a freeway?

And behind is everything in the north, the star systems that we see around the North Star. We see them rotating around... This is the rotation of the Earth. On starry nights, from my bedroom window in Düsseldorf, I can see the North Star, the constellations Ursa Major and Ursa Minor, Cassiopeia, Draco, and Cygnus. It’s a pity that you can’t always see them; sometimes the lights of a neighboring depot, train station or airport get in the way.

Do you like to follow the stars?

Actually, I love it, but over the years there are fewer and fewer opportunities. As a child, I looked at the stars more often. I had to be in the forest more often; there were fewer illuminated cities. Mother at one time worked as a watchman near a store. There was no guardhouse, so I walked around with a gun. The years were turbulent, post-war, there were attacks on stores. She, thank God, was lucky; no one attacked her, except that in winter, wolves from the forest came to visit the store itself on the ice of the factory pond. I saw them there too, but later, when the guardhouse was built. So, by the North Star and Ursa Major, she could determine the time. She explained, but I didn't remember. Sometimes, when we returned from the forest in the dark, she would look at the sky and tell the time to the nearest half hour.

She was a wise woman...

Yes, over the years I have become more and more convinced of this. In general, people of the older generation were closer to nature, they knew a lot of things that are simply inaccessible to us. My library has a lot of books on geography, astronomy, maps of the Earth, the Moon, some planets, and a globe. If necessary, I contact them. This summer there were two nights when I saw the North Star and other constellations in the Martian direction from the window of my apartment. I took out a star chart and was able to calculate the observation time. True, I couldn’t figure it out for one hour. Then I realized that in the summer the clocks in Germany are moved forward an hour. My mother and grandfather did not have such cards, but it seems to me that they knew a lot about it. But now you can meet young and not so young people with secondary or higher education who cannot say with accuracy where the west is, where the east is, they almost never look at the sky, they will not show a single constellation...

And the prospects could get even worse.

Yes, generations of consumers are growing who think through their stomachs... Will they be alarmed by the questions of the Universe?

Which for example?

This is the universal question. The smaller the planet, the higher the speed it has to overcome the oncoming flow (what flow?) of air? No. Probably ether. Many people reject this concept. In my opinion, they are refusing in vain. There lived in Chelyabinsk a self-taught philosopher Nikolai Nikolaevich Chezhin, a wise man, who worked as a carpenter at a research institute, but candidates and doctors of science came to him for advice on their topics. His book, published three years before his death, was sent to me in Dusseldorf. He was an ardent supporter of the ether theory and believed that science had lost a lot by abandoning this theory.

Did you know a lot about stars as a child?

I lived in the most stellar time, my peers dreamed of becoming astronauts, because Gagarin flew into space when we were in seventh grade. I myself did not aspire to become an astronaut, I was more attracted to the humanities, but for some reason I was sure that astronautics would reach such heights that I could fly as a guest to another planet. The dreams have faded. And not only for me, for many generations, but the purpose of humanity is to equip the Universe. But people have forgotten about this, they are raised through the stomach, and not through thorns to the stars. Our ancestors knew that man is mortal, but the soul is eternal. I don’t believe that the creators did not provide for eternal intelligence and eternal carriers of intelligence from among biological beings. We just don't know much about the world around us.

Could you conduct a small educational program right now, without preparation?

Now yes. Our conversations are not in vain. What to note?
There are nine large planets in the Solar System and a bunch of small ones – up to two thousand. Not all major planets have satellites. Pluto doesn't seem to have any. The American satellite did not notice them. Perhaps the Creators have not yet learned how to make them. Neptune has two satellites. Uranus has five, Saturn has nine, Jupiter has 12 satellites, the same as the number of apostles of Jesus. And then, apparently, a powerful catastrophe happened to the new planet, as the widest belt of asteroids and small planets reminds of this.

Or maybe the inhabitants of these planets did not share something among themselves and destroyed themselves and their planets?

May be. After all, many peoples in a primitive state have some kind of legends about Star Wars. I'll have to look into this topic...

Let's continue about the Solar System. Mars has two satellites.
The Earth has one big one - the Moon and many man-made ones, plus a huge amount of space dirt, or space debris from human activity. It can be assumed that something is being born in the depths of our planet. From time to time there are reports of strange animal behavior in the Yellowstone National Park in the northern United States, as if the world's largest crater could again turn into an active volcano. However, feeling the enormous amount of excavation work carried out along the beds of the American rivers Colorado, Yellowstone River, Missouri, Arizona and many others, you begin to realize that all this is not accidental. Is this soil taken out to be sent for the construction of the Earth satellite? The scale of the work is truly cosmic. And another tricky question creeps in: isn’t a second satellite of lunar scale being created in the bowels of the Earth in this region?
Venus and Mercury have no satellites. They have not yet reached the “childbearing” age, they have everything ahead of them. Wait and see.

When I was young, I came across lines from the poet Sergei Ostrovoy.

I carry the whole globe on myself
The ebb and flow of the tide is because I breathe.

Ostrovoy thought on the scale of the Universe and was a supporter of justice in almost everything, a rare quality for the present time. For people with a galactic mindset, justice is not an empty phrase.

And Sergei Orlov also has poems on a universal scale. Remember?

“They buried him in the globe.”

Strongly said. But there are people who will never understand this.