Ilya Muromets (Prologue) 1975 Илья Муромец (пролог) Eng subs russian animation

Soyuzmultfilm

Ilya Muromets

Prologue

directed by Ivan Aksenchuk
written by Michael Volpin

I beg your welcome, good people

Old men and young ones bow low

and gather yourselves here, good people

settle yourselves not for a short

but for a long stay

extraordinary and unusual

Not in a 100 werst from here
but no further then a 1000 werst

and some 1000 years ago

In the glorious settlement of Murom

in the village called Karacharovo,

lived the farmer Ivan Timofeevitch

with his wife Evfrosinya Yakovlevna.

"Look at me, look at me, Ivan Timofeevich." she said

Without uttering another word.

"Are you enceinte,
my faithful Evfrosinyushka? "

She responds with silence,

answers with downcast eyes

barely noticeable nodding.

And in due time

she gave birth to a son

this very happy Evfrosinya Yakovlevna

But then like a haze, no, a black cloud

passing over a clear sun,

trouble came,
fierce trouble

clouding the happiness of the mother.

Sick, very sick, fell Little Ilya.

"Oh what trouble, so terrible,

what poor parents,

they'll drink, feed, yes educate
Not a helping, not a working,

but a wretched freeloading son ... "

Leave at once, all you neighbor-women!

Get out of here, you non-compassionates

We are with you, my little son.

We do not need their pity.

Oh you're welcome, my happiness,

oh you, my rosy apple cheeks,

oh you my legs that cannot walk,

oh you my hands that cannot hold anything.

Thirty years was sitting Ilya Muromets ...

Oh, thirty years of sitting
without the use of arms or legs.

Where, where has gone our Motherland?

Where are your sons?

Where your defending heroes?

Are you lying on the stove,
Warming your backs against the bricks?

Oh you wayfaring old strangers,

Oh you wandering beggars,

If I'd have a man's strength,

not even his full strength but just half of it,

I myself would go wandering,

and stand up for the Russian land!

with a black power I would fight

Sparing neither my enemies, nor myself,

but now go, you old men,

do not force me, the cripple,

to cuss and curse.

Do not send us away, fine young man
we will go by ourselves,

just give us something to drink first

bring us some water from your well.

Aren't you ashamed old men
to ask a legless men to bring you water?!

Put down to earth your frisky feet
from this oakwood bench.

Just get up, get up! Well done!

Go, go forward to the Earth-mother's well.

Then a wondrous miracle happens;

A wonderful miracle, a marvelous miracle!

From the spring Ilyushenka
brings them refreshing cold water.

"A full bucket for you to drink."

"Drink some yourself Ilya Muromets,
Ilya Muromets son of Ivan!"

How do you feel, Ilya Muromets?

I feel a great power inside of me!

If there were a ring attached to the earth

and another ring to the blue sky

and I grab the ring of heaven,
and pull the blue sky to the Earth.

to mix the earthly with the heavenly.

You will forgive me, wandering beggars,

you miraculous old men.

If I will do a good deed -
it is you, not I who did it!

You - my second parents!
You have given me a second birth!

I greet you my dear father,

and greetings to you, my darling mother.

Give me your blessing

I will stand up for the Russian land

to serve her in faith and righteousness!

Then responded his father, old Ivan Timofeevich

For righteous works I will give you my blessing

When you go your path -
do not boast of your Herculean power.

Do right to the ones that
have been robbed of protection

and punish the ones that were abusing.

Long walked the son of Ivan Timofeevich

When he came to the light of a clearing.

On it stood a tower build of logs.

and a dark horse in it spoke,

Said with the voice of a man:

Oh, how welcome you are, Ilya Muromets,

I've been waiting for you a long time.

Prove your heroic strength -

and roll aside the 16 ton stone

then break open the oakwood door.

Ilya came galloping on the powerful steed

with his dauntless black power and speed

To stand up for the cause so justified:

Protect and preserve Russia's land with his might.

End part 1 (1975)*
[Part 2 (1978): Ilya Muromets and the nightingale robber]
Subs by Chapaev & Eus