One evening during the carnival, a loving knight asked his lady:
- Beautiful, when will you love me?
“I will love you when you get me the Golden Flower, the one that sings at sunrise.”
- Goodbye, beautiful! Wait for me on the evening of St. Philip's Day at your doorstep.
On St. Philip's Day in the evening, the beauty was waiting for the loving knight on the threshold of her house.
- Hello, beautiful! So I brought you the Golden Flower, the one that sings at sunrise. Tell me that you love me.
- Knight, I love you. But, God, how pale you are!
“Is it any wonder that I’m pale?” A hundred black wolves guarded the golden flower that sings at sunrise. They tormented me so much that I lost half of my blood. Beautiful, tell me, when will we get engaged?
“Knight, we will get engaged when you get me the Blue Bird, a talking bird that talks about everything like a person.”
- Goodbye, beautiful! Wait for me on the evening of St. Roch's Day at your doorstep.
On St. Roch's Day, the beauty was waiting for the knight on the threshold of her house.
- Hello, beautiful! Here is the Blue Bird, a talking bird who talks about everything like any Christian. Tell me, when will we get married?
“Knight, we will get married when you find the eagle king and bring him to me captive in an iron cage.” God, knight, how sad you are!
- Are you sad? It’s not for nothing that I’m sad, I have reasons for this. The blue bird, the talking bird that talks about everything like a human, said you don't love me.
- Blue bird, you lied! For this I will now order you to be plucked and roasted alive.
- Goodbye, beautiful! Wait for me on the evening of St. Luke's Day at your doorstep.
On the evening of St. Luke's Day, the beauty was waiting on the threshold of her house.
- Mom, mom, my knight has not returned!
- Sit down at the table, my daughter. Your sweetheart will come during dinner.
After dinner, the beauty came out onto the threshold again.
- Mom, mom, my knight is not coming!
- Go to bed, my daughter. Your darling will return tomorrow morning.
The beauty went to bed. But at midnight she quietly got up and went out to the threshold to meet her knight.
- Hello, beautiful! The Eagle King is stronger than me. Perhaps someone else will be able to bring it to you in an iron cage.
- Knight, what is that red hole gaping in your chest?
“Beauty, my heart was here.” The eagle king pecked him out. We will never be husband and wife, ever.
And the knight disappeared into the darkness of the night. And the next day the beauty took her hair in the Carmelite monastery and did not take off her black monastic veil until her death.
Translated from Russian · original on wisdomlib.ru