





Kolobok, and towards to him a fox slides: Hi, Kolobok!
What you prigozhenkiya, rumyanenkiya!
Kolobok is glad that him praised, and started singing the song, and the fox listens yes everything creeps closer.
I am a Kolobok, Kolobok!
I left the grandfather, On a barn metyon, I left the grandmother, On corn bins skrebyon, I from a hare left, On sour cream meshen, I from a wolf left, In an oven it is put off, From a bear left, On a window stuzhen.
From you, a fox, not cunning to leave.
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