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"Two Frosts" fairy tale

Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand. One Frost says to another:
- Brother Frost Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?

Another one answers him:
- Brother Frost Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The entire field is covered with snow, all the roads are covered with snow: no one will pass, no one will pass. Let’s better run to the frequent pine forest! There may be less space there, but there will be more fun. No, no, no, no, but someone will meet along the way.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into a dense forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, on the pine trees.

Oh, you are frosty!
Oh, you are frosty!
You are bitter, bitter frosts,
You are bitter, bitter frosts!
Oh, they froze
Oh, they froze
They froze a pine tree in the forest,
They froze a pine tree in the forest!..

The old spruce forest is crackling and crackling!.. The young pine tree is creaking and creaking!.. They will run through the loose snow - the bark is icy; A blade of grass peeks out from under the snow - they blow it, as if they are humiliating it all with beads!..

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: the gentleman was riding with the bell, and the peasant was riding with the bell. The Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom. Frost Blue Nose, as he was younger, says:

- I’d better chase the guy. I’ll catch him as soon as possible: his short fur coat is old, patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his feet except his bast shoes. He's not going to chop wood. And you, brother, are stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.
Frost The crimson nose only laughs.

“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it your way!” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now!
- Goodbye, brother!

They whistled, clicked, and ran.

Frost, the crimson nose, came up to the master and began to blow and freeze: he was chilling and blowing into his fur coat, and into his hat, and into his boots! The master is cowering, huddling and wrapping himself up; thinks: “Let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here.” But that was not the case! I can't afford it. The master came to the city barely alive!

And Frost the Blue Nose chased the man. I caught up with him and started to get through him and jump around. And the man is not timid - he still swears: this is what this frost is like, he says. Frost even felt offended; He began to pinch and prick him even more. He only had this fun for a short time. The man arrived where he knew, got out of the sleigh, and began chopping wood with an ax:

Eh, one, eh, two!
I'll chop wood!
I'll chop the wood -
I'll heat the stove in the house!

Frost Blue Nose was happy and thought: I’ll break him here. He began to blow into his sheepskin coat, make his way, and go ahead and tease him. And the man is waving an ax, only chips are flying all around:

Eh, one, eh, two!
I'll chop wood!
I'll chop the wood -
I'll heat the stove in the house!

Frost marvels - the man is hot, he even began to break out in sweat. Frost sees that things are bad, he can’t sit under his sheepskin coat. Man, you know, it works and it works - it even gives off steam. Frost Blue Nose is thinking: what should I do? The man should have been chilly, but he became hot!

Frost looks: and the man takes off his sheepskin coat. Frost was happy:
“Wait,” he says, “so I’ll show myself to you!”

The man's short fur coat is all wet. So Frost got close to him, froze his sheepskin coat so that it became a splint - the sleeves couldn’t be bent, the floor couldn’t wrap around. Put it on now, try it!

When the man finished his work and went up to the sheepskin coat, Moroz’s heart leaped: he thought, I’m amusing myself!

The man looked and began to scold Frost!
“Swear,” thinks Blue Nose Frost, “swear!” But you won’t survive me! Frost began to make his way deeper into the sheepskin coat and froze all the hairs.

And the man chose a log that was longer and more gnarled, and how he started beating his sheepskin coat! He hits his sheepskin coat and swears in the cold. The frost had a hard time: he should have run faster, but he was stuck in the wool and couldn’t get out. He left by force! And the man, you know, he’s beating, you know, he’s beating! He knocked out all the pieces of ice, put on a sheepskin coat, stacked the firewood, got into the sleigh, and went home. He drives, drives, sings songs.

The frost is great -
Doesn't tell me to stand
And I - one, and I - two,
I chopped wood!
I'll bring it home -
I'll heat up the stove!

Then the sun set. Both Frosts met in an open field. They ask each other: what?

“Well, I think you’ve been working hard, brother, with the master,” says the younger Moroz, “but it didn’t seem to do any good.” Where could we find him: in a bearskin coat and a fox hat!

The elder chuckles to himself.
“Eh,” he says, “Brother Frost Blue Nose, you are young and simple!” I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.
- But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?
- They didn’t help, no matter how hard I wrapped myself up. Well, what did you do with your little man?

- Eh, Brother Frost Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out: he broke off my sides. I left him by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. No, I won’t freeze men anymore.

Russian folk tales

Interesting a tale of two frosts, brothers who differed from each other only in the color of their noses. And so they decided to somehow argue which of them could freeze stronger. We chose our goal and let’s catch up with the cold. The first Frost chose a gentleman for himself, and the second Frost chose a peasant. As a result, the man gave the second brother such a hard time that he lost all desire to freeze men.

Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand.
One Frost says to another:

Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?
Another one answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's better run to the clean forest! There may be less space there, but there will be more fun. No, no, no, but someone will meet along the road.
No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into the clear forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, on the pine trees. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine tree is creaking. If they run through loose snow - the crust is icy; If a blade of grass peeks out from under the snow, it will be blown away, as if it were being humiliated with beads.

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: the gentleman was riding with the bell, and the peasant was riding with the bell.
The Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom.
Frost - Blue nose, as he was younger, says:

I'd rather chase the guy. I’ll catch him sooner: his sheepskin coat is old and patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his feet except sandals. He’s not going to chop wood... And you, brother, are stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.
Frost - The crimson nose only laughs.

“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it as you wish.” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now!

Goodbye brother!
They whistled, clicked, and ran.
As soon as the sun set, they met again in an open field. They ask each other:

What?

That’s why, I think, you’ve been working hard, brother, with the master,” says the younger one, “but, you see, it didn’t work out at all.”

Where was he to get through?
The elder chuckles to himself.

Eh, - he says, - Brother Frost - Blue nose, you are young and simple. I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.

But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?

They didn't help. I climbed into his fur coat, and into his hat, and into his boots, and how I began to shiver!.. He shudders, he huddles and wraps himself up; he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here. But that was not the case! I can't afford it. As I began to take care of him, I released him from the cart, barely alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your little man?

Eh, Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out that he broke off my sides.

How so?

Yes, that's how it is. He was on his way, you saw it yourself, to chop wood. On the way, I started to get at him: but he still isn’t timid - he’s still swearing: it’s so cold, he says! It even became quite offensive; I started pinching and stabbing him even more. I only had this fun for a short time. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, and began to work on the axe. I’m thinking: “Here I should break him.” Climbed under his sheepskin coat, let's tease him. And he swings an ax, only chips fly all around. He even began to break out in sweat. I see: it’s bad that I can’t sit under my sheepskin coat. At the end of the day, steam started pouring out of him. I'll leave quickly. I think: “What should I do?” And the guy keeps working and working. Anything to make him feel cold, but he felt hot. I look - he takes off his sheepskin coat. I was happy. “Wait, I say, I’ll show you myself.” The short fur coat is all wet. I climbed into it everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As the man finished his work and walked up to the sheepskin coat, my heart leaped: I’m amused! The man looked and began to scold me - he went through all the words that there were none worse. “Swear!” - I think to myself, - swear! But you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was longer and more gnarled, and how it would start hitting my sheepskin coat! He hits me on my sheepskin coat, and he keeps scolding me. I wish I could run faster, but I’m too stuck in the wool and I can’t get out. And he’s pounding, he’s pounding! I left by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. I repented of freezing men.

Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand.

One Frost says to another:

Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?

Another one answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's better run to the clean forest! There may be less space there, but there will be more fun. No, no, no, but someone will meet along the road.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into the clear forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, on the pine trees. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine tree is creaking. If they run through loose snow - the crust is icy; If a blade of grass peeks out from under the snow, it will be blown away, as if it were being humiliated with beads.

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: the gentleman was riding with the bell, and the peasant was riding with the bell.

The Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom.

Frost - Blue nose, as he was younger, says:

I'd rather chase the guy. I’ll catch him sooner: his sheepskin coat is old and patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his feet except sandals. He’s not going to chop wood... And you, brother, are stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.

Frost - The crimson nose only laughs.

“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it as you wish.” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now!

Goodbye brother!

They whistled, clicked, and ran.

As soon as the sun set, they met again in an open field. They ask each other:

That’s why, I think, you’ve been working hard, brother, with the master,” says the younger one, “but, you see, it didn’t work out at all.” Where was he to get through?

The elder chuckles to himself.

Eh, - he says, - Brother Frost - Blue nose, you are young and simple. I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.

But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?

They didn't help. I climbed into his fur coat, and into his hat, and into his boots, and how I began to shiver!.. He shudders, he huddles and wraps himself up; he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here. But that was not the case! I can't afford it. As I began to take care of him, I released him from the cart, barely alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your little man?

Eh, Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out that he broke off my sides.

How so?

Yes, that's how it is. He was on his way, you saw it yourself, to chop wood. On the way, I started to get at him: but he still isn’t timid - he’s still swearing: it’s so cold, he says! It even became quite offensive; I started pinching and stabbing him even more. I only had this fun for a short time. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, and began to work on the axe. I’m thinking: “Here I should break him.” Climbed under his sheepskin coat, let's tease him. And he swings an ax, only chips fly all around. He even began to break out in sweat. I see: it’s bad that I can’t sit under my sheepskin coat. At the end of the day, steam started pouring out of him. I'll leave quickly. I think: “What should I do?” And the guy keeps working and working. Anything to make him feel cold, but he felt hot. I look - he takes off his sheepskin coat. I was happy. “Wait, I say, I’ll show you myself.” The short fur coat is all wet. I climbed into it everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As the man finished his work and walked up to the sheepskin coat, my heart leaped: I’m amused! The man looked and began to scold me - he went through all the words that there were none worse. “Swear!” - I think to myself, - swear! But you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was longer and more gnarled, and how it would start hitting my sheepskin coat! He hits me on my sheepskin coat, and he keeps scolding me. I wish I could run faster, but I’m too stuck in the wool and I can’t get out. And he’s pounding, he’s pounding! I left by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. I repented of freezing men.

G Two Frosts, two brothers, scampered across the open field, hopping from foot to foot, beating him hand in hand.

One Frost says to another:

Brother Frost - Red Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?

Another one answers him:

Brother Frost - Blue Nose! If we freeze people, then we don’t need to walk in an open field. All the fields were covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow. No one will pass, no one will pass. Let's better run into the clean forest! There may be less space there, but there will be more fun. Still, no, no, yes, someone will meet along the road.

No sooner said than done. Two brothers, two Frosts, ran into the clear forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on fir trees, on pine trees. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine tree is creaking. They run through the loose snow and an icy crust appears. Any blade of grass that peeks out from under the snow will be blown away, as if they would humiliate it all with beads.

They heard a bell ringing on one side, and a bell on the other: a gentleman was riding with a bell, and a peasant was riding with a bell.

The Frosts began to judge and decide who should freeze whom, who should run after whom.

Frost - Blue Nose, who was younger, says:

I'd rather chase the guy. I’ll rather take it in: an old short fur coat, patched. The hat is full of holes. There is nothing on his feet except sandals. He’s on his way to chop wood... And you, brother, when you’re stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear fur coat, a fox hat, and wolf boots. How can I deal with him? I can't cope.

Frost - Red Nose just grins.

“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it, let it be your way.” You run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we'll find out who had light work, and who has a severe one. Goodbye for now!

Goodbye brother!

They whistled, clicked, and ran away.

As soon as the sun set, they met in an open field again. They ask each other:

Well, what's up?

That’s why, I think, brother, you worked hard with the master,” says the youngest of the Morozovs, “but it probably didn’t do any good.” How was it possible to get through to him!

The elder grins to himself.

Eh, - he says, - Brother Frost - Blue nose, you are still young. I respected the master so much that he would warm up for an hour, but he wouldn’t warm up.

But what about his fur coat, his hat, and his boots?

They didn't help him. I climbed into his fur coat, and under his hat, and into his boots, and how it began to freeze!.. He was already shivering, he was huddling and wrapping himself up. I thought: I won’t move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here. No such luck! This is exactly what I need. When I started taking care of him, I released him from the cart, barely alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your little man?

Eh, Brother Frost - Red Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t bring me to my senses in time. I thought I would freeze the peasant, but it turned out differently - he broke off all my sides.

How is this possible?

Yes, that's how it is. You yourself saw that he was on his way to chop wood. I started to get through to him on the way: only he still wasn’t timid - and he also cursed: this is such and such, he says, this frost! I actually felt really offended. I started stabbing and pinching him even more. Only this fun of mine was short-lived. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, and took up the axe. I’m thinking: “This is where I’ll break him.” I climbed under the peasant's sheepskin coat, let's be sarcastic at him. And the man is swinging an ax, only chips are flying around. He even began to sweat. I see: it’s bad for me not to sit under his sheepskin coat. In the end, even steam came out of the peasant. I'll hurry away. I think: “What should I do?” And the guy keeps working and working. He should have felt cold, but no, he felt hot. I look - he takes off his sheepskin coat.

I was delighted. “Wait a minute, I say, now I’ll show you myself.” The short fur coat is all wet. I'm into it. He climbed everywhere, froze the sheepskin coat so that it became a splint. Now try it, put it on! When the man finished his work and walked up to the sheepskin coat, my heart leaped: I’ll be glad! The man looked at his sheepskin coat and began to scold me - he went through all the words, which are worse. “Swear!” - I think to myself, - swear! But you still won’t survive me!” So he did not limit himself to abuse. I chose a field that was more knotty and longer, and how can you beat a sheepskin coat! He hits me on my sheepskin coat and keeps scolding me. I wish I could run away from there as quickly as possible, but I can’t get out - I’m too stuck in the wool. And the little guy keeps pounding and pounding! I forcibly left him. I thought I wouldn’t collect my bones. My sides still ache. I swore off freezing men anymore.

- END -

Two Frosts, two brothers, were walking through the open field, jumping from foot to foot, beating hand in hand. One Frost says to another:
- Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! How can we have fun - freeze people?

Another one answers him:
- Brother Frost - Blue Nose! If we freeze people, it’s not for us to walk in an open field. The field was covered with snow, all the roads were covered with snow; no one will pass, no one will pass. Let's better run to the clean forest! There may be less space there, but there will be more fun. No, no, no, but someone will meet along the road.

No sooner said than done. Two Frosts, two brothers, ran into the clear forest. They run and amuse themselves on the road: they jump from foot to foot, click on the fir trees, on the pine trees. The old spruce forest is cracking, the young pine tree is creaking. If they run through loose snow - the crust is icy; If a blade of grass peeks out from under the snow, it will be blown away, as if it were being humiliated with beads.

They heard a bell on one side, and a bell on the other: the gentleman was riding with the bell, and the peasant was riding with the bell.

The Frosts began to judge and decide who should run after whom, who should freeze whom.

Frost - Blue nose, as he was younger, says:
- I’d better chase the guy. I’ll catch him sooner: his sheepskin coat is old and patched, his hat is all full of holes, there’s nothing on his feet except sandals. Of course, he’s going to chop wood... And you, brother, are stronger than me, run after the master. You see, he’s wearing a bear’s fur coat, a fox’s hat, and wolf’s boots. Where can I be with him? I can't cope.

Frost - The crimson nose only laughs.
“You’re still young,” he says, “brother!.. Well, so be it your way.” Run after the peasant, and I’ll run after the master. When we get together in the evening, we will find out for whom the work was easy and for whom it was hard. Goodbye for now!
- Goodbye, brother! They whistled, clicked, and ran.

As soon as the sun set, they met again in an open field. They ask each other:
- What?
“Well, I think you’ve been working hard, brother, with the master,” says the younger one, “but, you see, it didn’t come to any sense.” Where was he to get through?

The elder chuckles to himself.
“Eh,” he says, “Brother Frost - Blue nose, you are young and simple.” I respected him so much that he would warm up for an hour but wouldn’t warm up.
- But what about the fur coat, the hat, and the boots?
- They didn’t help. I climbed into his fur coat, and into his hat, and into his boots, and how I began to shiver!.. He shudders, he huddles and wraps himself up; he thinks: let me not move a single joint, maybe the frost won’t overcome me here. But that was not the case! I can't afford it. As I began to take care of him, I released him from the cart, barely alive in the city. Well, what did you do with your little man?
- Eh, Brother Frost - Crimson Nose! You played a bad joke on me because you didn’t come to your senses in time. I thought I’d freeze the guy, but it turned out that he broke off my sides.
- How so?
- Yes, that's how it is. He was on his way, you saw it yourself, to chop wood. On the way, I started to get at him: but he still isn’t timid - he’s still swearing: it’s so cold, he says! It even became quite offensive; I started pinching and stabbing him even more. I only had this fun for a short time. He arrived at the place, got out of the sleigh, and began to work on the axe. I’m thinking: “Here I should break him.” Climbed under his sheepskin coat, let's tease him. And he swings an ax, only chips fly all around. He even began to break out in sweat. I see: it’s bad that I can’t sit under my sheepskin coat. At the end of the day, steam started pouring out of him. I'll leave quickly. I think: “What should I do?” And the guy keeps working and working. Anything to make him feel cold, but he felt hot. I look - he takes off his sheepskin coat. I was happy. “Wait, I say, I’ll show you myself.” The short fur coat is all wet. I climbed into it everywhere, froze it so that it became a splint. Put it on now, try it! As the man finished his work and walked up to the sheepskin coat, my heart leaped: I’m amused! The man looked and began to scold me - he went through all the words that there were none worse. “Swear!” - I think to myself, - swear! But you won’t survive me!” So he was not content with scolding. I chose a log that was longer and more gnarled, and how it would start hitting my sheepskin coat! He hits me on my sheepskin coat, and he keeps scolding me. I wish I could run faster, but I’m too stuck in the wool and I can’t get out. And he’s pounding, he’s pounding! I left by force. I thought I wouldn’t collect the bones. My sides still ache. I repented of freezing men.
- That's it!