Here you will find the text of the well-known Russian folk tale " Kolobok" in English. On the right is the text of the fairy tale in Russian for your convenience.

Of course, it's easier to buy a book with beautiful pictures, but if you have a Russian book, then you already have a picture, but you can get the English text here. It should be noted right away that I met at least three variants of the translation of this fairy tale. Surely there are more of them. Here is just one of the options, and one of the easiest. The narration is in the present tense (Present Simple), only in diologists the past tense is used.

The Bun

One day the old man says to his wife"Please bake me a bun". The old woman takes some flour, some sour cream, some butter and some water, and makes a bun. She puts it on the windowsill to cool.

One day the old man says to his wife: "Bake me a bun." The old woman takes flour, sour cream, butter, water and bakes a bun. She puts it on the windowsill to cool.

But the bun cannot sit on the windowsill! It jumps from the windowsill to the bench, from the bench to the floor, from the floor to the door, and runs away.

But the kolobok does not sit on the windowsill. He jumps from the window sill to the bench, from the bench to the floor, and then to the door, and runs away.

The bun runs along the road and meets a hare.says the hare. "I ran away from Grandfather, I ran away from Grandmother. And I can run away from you, little hare!”says the bun and runs away.

A gingerbread man runs along the path, and a hare meets him. “Kolobok, kolobok, I want to eat you!” says the hare. Kolobok answers him: “I left my grandfather, I left my grandmother, and the hare will run away from you!” And he runs away.

The bun runs along the road and meets a wolf."Little bun, little bun, I want to eat you!" says the wolf."I ran away from Grandfather, I ran away from Grandmother, I ran away from the hare. And I can run away from you, gray wolf!”says the bun and runs away.

A gingerbread man runs along the path, and a wolf meets him. “Kolobok, kolobok, I want to eat you!” says the wolf. Kolobok answers him: “I left my grandfather, I left my grandmother, I left the hare, and the gray wolf will run away from you!” And he runs away.

The bun runs along the road and meets a bear."Little bun, little bun, I want to eat you!" says the bear. "I ran away from Grandfather, I ran away from Grandmother, I ran away from the hare, I ran away from the wolf. And I can run away from you, big bear!”says the bun again and runs away.

A gingerbread man runs along the path, and a bear meets him. “Kolobok, kolobok, I want to eat you!” says the bear. Kolobok answers him: “I left my grandfather, I left my grandmother, I left the hare, I left the wolf, and the big bear will run away from you!” And he runs away.

The bun runs along the road and meets a fox."Little bun, little bun, I want to eat you!" says the fox."I ran away from Grandfather, I ran away from Grandmother, I ran away from the hare, I ran away from the wolf, I ran away from the bear. And I can run away from you, old fox!”

A gingerbread man runs along the path, and a fox meets him. “Kolobok, kolobok, I want to eat you!” says the fox. Kolobok answers her: “I left my grandfather, I left my grandmother, I left the hare, I left the wolf, I left the bear, and the old fox will run away from you!”

"What a nice song!"says the fox."But little bun, I'm old and I cannot hear you well. Sit on my nose and sing your song again." The bun jumps on the fox's nose and … the fox eats it!

“What a beautiful song!” says the fox. “But, bun, I'm old and can't hear you well. Sit on my nose and sing your song again." The gingerbread man jumped on the nose of the fox ... the fox ate it!

Kolobok- one of the first fairy tales that parents read to children. Therefore, the plot is well known to everyone, and it is not very difficult for children to follow the narration of a fairy tale in English. There is a lot of repetition in the fairy tale, and children quickly remember the words, and can already complete your sentences.

This tale can also be played with the participation of toy animals.

In any case, the fairy tale "Gingerbread Man" can be a great addition to your English classes.

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Kolobok (tale in verse)

“Kolobok” is a fairy tale script in verse in English and Russian.

Goals:

To contribute to the disclosure of the creative potential, artistic abilities of the child;

To learn how to play dramatizations aimed at dialogic activity;

To form motives for learning English;

Develop vocabulary skills.

Equipment and materials: costumes and masks for characters, audio recordings of songs and musical accompaniment, scenery.

Characters/Characters:
Author/an Author

Grandfather/s Grandfather

Grandmother/a Grandmother

Kolobok/a Roll

Hare Hare

wolf

Bear/s Bear

Fox
Scenery/scenery:
A house with a large window, benches for performing children, trees, bushes and flowers around the house.
Attention: During the staging of the tale, parallel scenes in English and Russian alternate; songs, for the most part, are performed by all participants in the dramatization; each hero's appearance is preceded by individual musical accompaniment.

movefairy tales:
AN AUTHOR: Long, long time ago, once upon a time somewhere about there lived the grandfather and the grandmother. They lived happily and friendly in a very old house. The grandpa decided to ask the grandma to bake some roll.
A GRANDPA: Sweaty, can you bake some roll for us?
A GRANDMA: I would like to, but there is no more flour left (grandma is looking for some flour)

A SONG: Where? Oh where is some flour there?

Is it in the living room?

Is it in the pink bathroom?

Where? Oh where is some milk and eggs?

Are they in the fridge?

Are they in the bags?

AN AUTHOR: The grandpa is singing a song, the grandma is singing along
(Pupils show what they are doing during the next song.)

We decided to bake the roll, to bake the roll, to bake the roll. (Making the roll).
We decided to bake the roll, to bake the fresh puffy roll.
We invited boys and girls, boys and girls, boys and girls. (Waving hands to welcome guests).
We invited boys and girls to eat our puffy roll.
Boys and girls ate our roll, our roll, our roll. (Show how they are eating the roll).
They became all tall and strong, tall and very strong. (Show how they are tall and strong).
They said, thank you and goodbye, and goodbye, and goodbye. (Waving hands "bye, bye").
See you grannies, please don't cry, please don't cry. (Show how they are crying).
We will visit you again hug and kiss you, hug and kiss you. (Sending kisses).
We will visit you again, please don't miss us, please don't miss us.

AN AUTHOR: When the roll was ready, the grandma took him from the oven and placed on the windowsill. After some time the roll was bored to lie on the windowsill, so he decided to jump outside and have a look, what is going on around.

Once upon a time there were Grandfather and Baba,
They lived badly - that's the trouble:
There are no potatoes in the garden
All nettle-quinoa.
One morning on the couch
Grandfather wound footcloths,
Said to Baba:

Grandfather:"You take
Bake a bun for me."
Woman: Nothing to do, Granny
Bent the old back
Leaned on a stick
And went to look for flour.
She swept through the barns,
Scraped at the bottom of the barrel,
Is it bad, is it poor, but half a mug
Gained white flour
I put the steam in the oven.
Very soon with the heat, with the heat
round and round
It turned out Kolobok.
Grandfather and Baba together:

Rada Baba, cheerful Grandfather:
There will be breakfast and lunch.
Put on the window
Cool him down a bit
Even the red cat
Sharpening a sharp claw...
The gingerbread man rolled down from the window,
Over the threshold - and set off on the road,
Baba and Grandfather look after
They lament, they vote ...

AN AUTHOR The roll was rolling into the forest when he saw the hare is going towards him.
A SONG: My funny hare is fat (3) His soft little paws go pat (3) His soft little ears go flop (3) And when hare runs he goes hop (3)

A HARE:"Little bun, little bun, I will eat you up!"
A ROLL: Don "t eat me hare, I will sing you a wonderful song.
Made from flour round ball,
I "m shiny like silk.
I got away from Grandpa, I got away from Grandma,
To the forest far away
Catch adventure day by day.
And from you, little hare, I will easy run away.
AHARE: What a wonder!

Along the path between the aspens,
Past the firs and mountain ash,
Rolls, rushes kolobok.
Suddenly he was hit in the side,
Who is this? It's a Hare!
long-eared runaway
He himself is trembling with fear,
Kolobok says:
Hare:"Why are you scaring me?
Are you under my feet?
And for this, meanwhile,
I'll take you and eat you!"
Kolobok:"You don't eat me Bunny,
My cross-eyed rascal,
You chew your carrots
I'd rather sing to you. Song:
I, Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man
I have a rosy side
I'm sweeping across the barn,
Scraped by the bottom of the barrel
Mixed with sour cream
Yes, it is spun in butter.
I left Grandma
And left Grandfather
And from you Long-eared
And I will run away!

A SONG: Who's afraid of big bad wolf?

A WOLF: Hi! Little bun, little bun, I will eat you up!"
A ROLL: Don "t eat me, Mister wolf, I will sing you a song.
A SONG: I "m the roll, roll, roll,
Made from flour round ball,
Made from sour cream and milk,
I "m shiny like silk.
I got away from Grandpa, I got away from Grandma, I got away from Hare,
To the forest far away
Catch adventure day by day.
And from you, Mister wolf, I will easy run away.
AWOLF: U-u-u- What a wonder!

Gingerbread man rolled away
Under the willow bush.
There he stumbled upon the Wolf,
He snored quite loudly.
(Grey hasn't eaten since morning,
That's why he snored.)
The wolf opened one eye,
Before him was Kolobok
And overjoyed,
So it will be a hearty dinner.
Wolf:"Well, buddy bun,
get in my teeth!
I am now, without further ado,
Eat you and be healthy!"
Kolobok:"What are you gray, do not rush!
And don't make me laugh!
Better listen to the song
Then decide then."

Song:
I, Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man
I have a rosy side
I'm sweeping across the barn,
Scraped by the bottom of the barrel
Mixed with sour cream
Yes, it is spun in butter.
I left Grandma
And left Grandfather
And left the Hare,
And from you the gray robber
And I will run away!

AN AUTHOR: The roll was running, running and saw the big brown bear approaching him.
A SONG: Teddy bear(2) turn around Teddy bear(2) touch the ground Teddy Bear(2) bend your head Teddy Bear(2) wave your hand

A BEAR: Oh, Little bun, little bun, I will eat you up!
A ROLL: Don't eat me please, big brown bear, I will sing you a song.
A SONG: I "m the roll, roll, roll,
Made from flour round ball,
Made from sour cream and milk,
I "m shiny like silk.
I got away from Grandpa, I got away from Grandma, I got away from Hare, I got away from Wolf,
To the forest far away
Catch adventure day by day.
And from you, big brown bear, I will easy run away.
ABEAR: R-r-r-r! : What a wonder!

And the Gingerbread Man set off
Run away from the Wolf,
Right into the grove where the Bear is
Likes to eat honey with raspberries.
In more often damp and dark,
The gingerbread man has been tired for a long time.
Rolled into a raspberry bush,
He decided to rest there.
Suddenly there was a crackling of branches -
The owner of the forest himself is here.
He gathered by the berry
It looks like he really wants to eat.
Pushed back a branch of a bush
And I saw Kolobok
Teddy bear with joy raspberries
Knocked over from the basket.
He growled:

Bear:"Kolobok,
chubby and plump,
I've been hungry here for a long time
And I want to eat you!"
Kolobok said, "Bear!
Stop whining and crying here!
Better listen to the song
And eat raspberries."

Song:
I, Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man
I have a rosy side
I'm sweeping across the barn,
Scraped by the bottom of the barrel
Mixed with sour cream
Yes, it is spun in butter.
I left Grandma
And left Grandfather
And left the Hare
And left the wolf
And from you Clubfoot
And I will run away!

AN AUTHOR: The roll was rolling, rolling and suddenly ran into the fox.
A SONG: 1,2,3,4,5 I've caught a fox alive, 6,7,8,9,10 I'll try to do it again

A FOX: Hello dear! I have never seen anybody so beautiful and smart as you are! I like you so much!!!
A ROLL: Hi, red fox, do you want me to sing you the song, I wrote myself!
A FOX: Of course, I want to.

A ROLL: I'm the roll, roll, roll,
Made from flour round ball,
Made from sour cream and milk,
I "m shiny like silk.
I got away from Grandpa, I got away from Grandma, I got away from Hare, I got away from Wolf, I got away from Bear,
I want to find my luck somewhere! To the forest far away
Catch adventure day by day.
And from you, red fox, I will easy run away.
A FOX: What a wonderful song!
Poor me, I became so old, so unhappy, I can't hear properly anymore. Will you sit down on my nose and sing your song again?
A ROLL: Of course, I will.
AN AUTHOR: The roll jumped on top of the red fox nose and started singing his song.
A ROLL: I "m the roll, roll, roll ....
AN AUTHOR: But the red fox "um"! And at him.

Gingerbread man rolled away
At the bear's feet.
He wanted to go home
I couldn't find the path.
Kolobok is quite tired
All the sides were crushed.
The poor fellow is barely rolling,
And in the bushes there is already an ambush:
The sly fox sits
And looks into all eyes.
Delicious smell of Kolobok
Heard from afar.
Quietly she said to him:
A fox:"I've been waiting here for a long time.
You are such a ruddy boy
Like fried in butter.
Hurry up here buddy
Very tasty Kolobok!"
Liska answers
And pushes her to the side:
Kolobok:"You, girlfriend, do not be cunning
And let me go home
And for this I will sing
Your song for you!"

Song:
"I, Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man
I have a rosy side
I'm sweeping across the barn,
Scraped by the bottom of the barrel
Mixed with sour cream
Yes, it is spun in butter.
I left Grandma
And left Grandfather
And left the Hare
And left the wolf
Left the bear
From you Lisa-Cheat
And I'll run away!"

Here the fox says:
A fox:"I have sciatica,
right ear hurts
And shoots and makes noise.
I'm old and hard of hearing
Sit closer to me friend!
Sing to me one more time
Splendid Kolobok.
Get on my nose
And start from there!"
Jumped, stupid, on the Fox,
I started my song:
Kolobok:"I'm Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man,
I have a rosy side
I'm sweeping across the barn,
scraped by the bottom of the barrel ... "
He did not have time to sing boldly,
Like the fox ate it.
licked and went
In the thicket where she lived.

If the stupid Kolobok
I did not go for a walk in the woods,
Did not tease forest animals,
and went his own way,
Maybe this fairy tale for you
He would tell himself. End/The end

MBOU "Novourusovskaya secondary school"

Dramatization of the fairy tale "Gingerbread Man"

in English

« THE BREAD ROLL»

English teacher

Dzhumagazieva F.G.

THE BREAD ROLL
simply The Roll

Characters:
An Author
A grandfather
A grandmother
A Roll
a hare
A wolf
A Bear
A Fox

scenery:
A big old oven, a table, a bench and a window.
Trees, flowers and bushes.
A stump.

A GRANDPA: Oh, it is so nice just simply live, yap.

A GRANDMA: Oh, enjoy the sky, forget the grieve, yap.

A GRANDPA: Enjoy the honey drink and tea,

A GRANDMA: To eat sweet buns without plea.

A GRANDPA: Sweaty, can you bake some roll for us?

A GRANDMA: I would like to, but there is no more flour left.

A GRANDPA: Can you wipe the shelves carefully; maybe there you will find one or two scoops of flour.

(Kids can show what they are doing during the song.)

A GRANDPA: We decided to bake the roll, to bake the roll, to bake the roll. (Make the roll).

A GRANDMA: We decided to bake the roll, to bake the fresh puffy roll.

A GRANDPA: We invited boys and girls, boys and girls, boys and girls. (Waving hands towards themselves).

A GRANDMA: We invited boys and girls to eat our puffy roll.

A GRANDPA: Boys and girls ate our roll, our roll, our roll. (Show how they are eating the roll).

A GRANDMA: They became all tall and strong, tall and very strong.

A GRANDPA: They said, thank you and goodbye, and goodbye, and goodbye. (Waving hands "bye, bye").

A GRANDMA: See you grannies, please don't cry, please don't cry. (Show how they are crying).

A GRANDPA: We will visit you again hug and kiss you, hug and kiss you. (Sending kisses).

A GRANDMA: We will visit you again, please don't miss us, please don't miss us.

A GRANDMA: Look, grandpa, how lovely our roll is.

A GRANDPA: It's lovely.

A ROLL: Maybe somebody else will notice how unique I am!

A HARE: Hi, little roll, I am going to eat you!

A ROLL: Don't eat me hare, I will sing you a wonderful song.

Made from flour round ball,
I "m shiny like silk.
I am running from grandma
I am running from grandpa.
To the forest far away
Catch adventure day by day.
And from you, little hare, I will easy run away.

A HARE: What a wonder! He has just been here and somehow he is gone...

A WOLF: Hi, tasty roll, I'm going to eat you.

A ROLL: Don't eat me, Mister wolf, I will sing you a song.

A WOLF: Ok, ok, just quickly, I am really hungry!

A ROLL: I "m the roll, roll, roll,
Made from flour round ball,
Made from sour cream and milk,
I "m shiny like silk.
I am running from grandma
I am running from grandpa.
I am running from the hare
To the forest far away
Catch adventure day by day.
And from you, Mister wolf, I will easy run away.

A WOLF: Unbelievable! I didn't bite even a small piece of that tasty roll. U-u-u-u he is very smart! Next time I'm not going to listen to any stupid songs; I will bite and eat, eat and eat.

A BEAR: R-r-r, hi, round crunchy bread, I "m going to eat you.

A ROLL: I am not simply bread; I am a roll.

A BEAR: It's so nice to meet you, roll.

A ROLL: Don't eat me please, big brown bear, I will sing you a song.

A BEAR: Oh, so kind, and so romantic, dinner after performance.

A ROLL: I "m the roll, roll, roll,
Made from flour round ball,
Made from sour cream and milk,
I "m shiny like silk.
I am running from grandma
I am running from grandpa.
I am running from the hare
I like running I "m not tired.
I am running from the wolf
I have got my own rule.
To the forest far away
Catch adventure day by day.
And from you, big brown bear, I will easy run away.

A BEAR: R-r-r-r!

A BEAR: He cheated me!? I "m silly; I" m fool! And I am still hungry! Well, little cheater, don "t meet me again; otherwise I will swallow you without saying anything, just "um, um"!!! And that "s it!

A FOX: Hello dear! I have never seen anybody so beautiful and smart as you are! You are perfect!!! You are adorable!!! I like you so much!!!

A ROLL: Hi, red fox, do you want me to sing you the song, I wrote myself!

A FOX: Of course, I want to.

A ROLL: I "m the roll, roll, roll,
Made from flour round ball,
Made from sour cream and milk,
I "m shiny like silk.
I am running from grandma
I am running from grandpa.
I am running from the hare
I like running I "m not tired.
I am running from the wolf
I have got my own rule.
I am running from the bear
I want to find my luck somewhere!
To the forest far away
Catch adventure day by day.
And from you, red fox, I will easy run away.

A FOX: What a wonderful song!

A FOX: Poor me, I became so old, so unhappy, I can't hear properly anymore. Don't you mind sitting down on my nose and singing your magic song for me again?

A ROLL: Of course, I will.

A ROLL: I "m the roll, roll, roll ....

Fairy tale for children The bun (Kolobok) in English. For convenience, a Russian translation is also given here.

Kolobok (The bun)

Once there lived an old man and old woman. The old man said, "Old woman, bake me a bun." "What can I make it from? I have no flour." "Eh, eh, old woman! Scrape the cupboard, sweep the flour bin, and you will find enough flour. "The old woman picked up a duster, scraped the cupboard, swept the flour bin and gathered about two handfuls of flour. She mixed the dough with sour cream, fried it in butter, and put the bun on the window sill to cool. The bun lay and lay there. Suddenly it rolled off the window sill to the bench, from the bench to the floor, from the floor to the door. Then it rolled over the threshold to the entrance hall, from the entrance hall to the porch, from the porch to the courtyard, from the courtyard trough the gate and on and on.

There lived an old man with an old woman. The old man asks: - Bake, old woman, bun. What is the oven made of? There is no flour. - Hey, old woman! Scratch the box, mark the bottom of the barrel, maybe there will be enough flour. The old woman took a wing, scraped it on the box, swept it in the bottom of the barrel, and there was a handful of flour from two. She kneaded the dough on sour cream, fried it in oil and put the bun on the window to cool. The gingerbread man lay down, lay down, and suddenly rolled - from the window to the bench, from the bench to the floor, along the floor and to the doors. He jumped over the threshold into the vestibule, from the vestibule to the porch, from the porch to the yard, from the yard to the gate, further and further.

The bun rolled along the road and met a hare. "Little bun, little bun, I will eat you up!" said the hare. Don't eat me, slant-eyed hare! I will sing you a song," said the bun, and sang: I was scraped from the cupboard, Swept from the bin, Kneaded with sour cream, Fried in butter, and cooled on the sill. I got away from Grandpa, I got away from Grandma. And I "ll get away from you, hare! And the bun rolled away before the hare even saw it move!

A gingerbread man rolls along the road, and a hare meets him: - Gingerbread man, gingerbread man! I will eat you! - Do not eat me, oblique bunny! I'll sing a song for you, - said the gingerbread man and sang: I'm scraped in the box, I'm swept in the bottom of the pan, Mixed on sour cream, Yes, fried in oil, Chilled on the window; I left my grandfather, I left my grandmother, And you, hare, do not cunningly leave! And rolled himself further; only the hare saw him!

The bun rolled on and met a wolf. "Little bun, little bun, I will eat you up," said the wolf. "Don't eat me, gray wolf!" said the bun. "I will sing you a song." And the bun sang: I was scraped from the cupboard, Swept from the bin, Kneaded with sour cream, Fried in butter, And cooled on the sill. I got away from Grandpa, I got away from Grandma I got away from the hare, And I "ll get away from you, gray wolf! And the bun rolled away before the wolf even saw it move!

A gingerbread man rolls, and a wolf meets him: Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man! I will eat you! - Don't eat me, gray wolf! I'll sing you a song! And the gingerbread man sang: I'm scraped in the box, I'm swept in the bottom of the barrel, Mixed on sour cream, Yes, fried in oil, Chilled on the window; I left my grandfather, I left my grandmother, I left the hare, And you, the wolf, do not cunningly leave! And rolled himself further; only the wolf saw him!

The bun rolled on and met a bear. "Little bun, little bun, I will eat you up," the bear said. "You will not, pigeon toes!" And the bun sang: I was scraped from the cupboard, Swept from the bin, Kneaded with sour cream, Fried in butter, And cooled on the sill. I got away from Grandpa, I got away from Grandma I got away from the hare, I got away from the wolf, And I "ll get away from you, big bear! And again the bun rolled away before the bear even saw it move !

A gingerbread man rolls, and a bear meets him: Gingerbread Man, Gingerbread Man! I will eat you! - Where do you, clubfoot, eat me! And the gingerbread man sang: I'm scraped in the box, I'm swept in the bottom of the barrel, Mixed on sour cream, Yes, fried in oil, Chilled on the window; I left my grandfather, I left my grandmother, I left the hare, I left the wolf, And you, bear, do not cunningly leave! And he rolled again, only the bear saw him!

The bun rolled and rolled and met a fox. "Hello, little bun, how nice your are!" said the fox. And the bun sang: I was scraped from the cupboard, Swept from the bin, Kneaded with sour cream, Fried in butter, And cooled on the sill. I got away from Grandpa, I got away from Grandma, I got away from the hare, I got away from the wolf, I got away from bear, And I "ll get away from you, old fox!

A gingerbread man rolls, and a fox meets him: Hello, gingerbread man! How pretty you are! And the gingerbread man sang: I'm scraped in the box, I'm swept in the bottom of the barrel, Mixed on sour cream, Yes, fried in oil, Chilled on the window; I left my grandfather, I left my grandmother, I left the hare, I left the wolf, I left the bear, And I will leave you, fox, even more so.

"What a wonderful song!" said the fox. "But little bun, I have become old now and hard of hearing. Come sit on my snout and sing your song again a little louder." The bun jumped up on the fox "s snout and sang the same song. "Thank you, little bun, that was a wonderful song. I "d like to hear it again. Come sit on my tongue and sing it for the last time, "said the fox, sticking out her tongue. The bun foolishly jumped onto her tongue and snatch! - she at it.

What a glorious song! - said the fox. - But I, kolobok, have become old, I can't hear well. Sit on my face and sing it louder one more time. Kolobok jumped on the fox's muzzle and sang the same song. Thanks, kolobok! Nice song, would love to hear it! Sit on my tongue and sing one more time, - said the fox and stuck out his tongue. The gingerbread man jumped on her tongue, and the fox: "Am!", And ate it.

Once there lived an old man and old woman.
"Old woman, bake me a bun."
"What can I make it from? I have no flour." "Eh, eh, old woman! Scrape the cupboard, sweep the flour bin, and you will find enough flour."
The old woman picked up a duster, scraped the cupboard, swept the flour bin and gathered about two handfuls of flour.

She mixed the dough with sour cream, fried it in butter, and put the bun on the window sill to cool. The bun lay and lay there. Suddenly it rolled off the window sill to the bench, from the bench to the floor, from the floor to the door. Then it rolled over the threshold to the entrance hall, from the entrance hall to the porch, from the porch to the courtyard, from the courtyard trough the gate and on and on.

The bun rolled along the road and met a hare.
"Little bun, little bun, I shall eat you up!" said the hare. Don't eat me, slant-eyed hare! I will sing you a song," said the bun, and sang:

Swept from the bin
Kneaded with sour cream,
fried in butter,
And coolled on the sill.
I got away from Grandpa,
I got away from Grandma
And I'll get away from you, hare!
And the bun rolled away before the hare even saw it move!

The bun rolled on and met
a wolf.
"Little bun, little bun, I shall eat you up," said the wolf.
"Don't eat me, gray wolf!" said the bun. "I will sing you a song." And the bun sang:
I was scraped from the cupboard,
Swept from the bin
Kneaded with sour cream,
fried in butter,
And coolled on the sill.
I got away from Grandpa,
I got away from Grandma
I got away from the hare
And I "ll get away from you, gray wolf!
And the bun rolled away before the wolf even saw it move!
The bun rolled on and met
a bear.
"Little bun, little bun, I shall eat you up," the bear said.
"You will not, pigeon toes!"
And the bun sang:
I was scraped from the cupboard,
Swept from the bin
Kneaded with sour cream,
fried in butter,
And coolled on the sill.
I got away from Grandpa,
I got away from Grandma
I got away from the hare
I got away from the wolf
And I'll get away from you, big bear!
And again the bun rolled away before the bear even saw it move!

The bun rolled and rolled and met
fox.
"Hello, little bun, how nice yor are!" said the fox.
And the bun sang:
I was scraped from the cupboard,
Swept from the bin
Kneaded with sour cream,
fried in butter,
And coolled on the sill.
I got away from Grandpa,
I got away from grandma
I got away from the hare
I got away from the wolf
I got away from bear
And I "ll get away from you, old fox!

"What a wonderful song!" said the fox. "But little bun, I have become old now and hard of hearing. Come sit on my snout and sing your song again a little louder."
The bun jumped up on the fox's snout and sang the same song.
"Thank you, little bun, that was a wonderful song. I"d like to hear it again. Come sit on my tongue and sing it for the last time," said the fox, sticking out her tongue.
The bun foolishly jumped onto her tongue and- snatch!- she ate it.