It was like that, you see.
The girl-Kyzymil, a beautiful girl (like a bird cherry in the spring), fell in love with the good god-Vuis. Pink, juicy, strong - like a pine cone.
OK.
She went out to Yelan, turned her face to the sun, and let her hair down. Says:
- Wuis! Voois! I love you.
Wuis the joyful god arrived.
He smiled and said:
- You are good. I loved you too. Only God Kutai is an old, angry god... I can’t love you, Kutai will get angry.
“I love Wuis,” says Kyzymil, and her eyes sparkle like a deer’s—beautiful eyes.
Wuis looked and looked. Sighed:
- I don’t know what to do.
I thought a lot.
Says:
“I’d rather turn into a human.”
He set his horse free. He took the bow and put on his boots.
Became a man.
OK.
The old god Kutai found out. Says:
- How can we be here?.. A god cannot live as a man. So, perhaps, all the gods will flee from heaven.
And Wuis was hunting in the forest at that time.
So Kutai entered Ayu the Bear.
I went down into the forest. He rushed at Wuis.
- A! - said Wuis. “It’s a good skin—I’ll make a Kyzymil fur coat.” I'll kill the bear.
I couldn't kill him.
Bear-Ayu killed the man Vuis.
Wuis became the spirit again.
Kutai says:
- Go to heaven, Wuis. You have nothing to do on earth. Go. And I’ll imprison Kyzymil in water - don’t embarrass God.
Wuis went to heaven.
When Kyzymil learned about the death of Wuis, she became sad.
She grieved, she grieved. She threw herself into the river.
She died.
God-Vuis saw the death of Kyzymili.
“Shhh...” he said and shed a tear.
That tear fell - the white tear of the joyful god-Vuis - into the river, mixed with the tears of Kyzymil - the river became golden.
Here the Kyzymil River rolls in the Black Mountains, a yellow, bright yellow, golden river.
- Oh... oh... - he presses against the rocks and complains.
- Ah! - the rocks sigh (what can you do to help!).
- Oh... oh...
Quiet. Kyzymil the golden river timidly complains about the gods.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru