Сказки, Современные детские песни, Сказочница - Добрый Волк - текст песни, слова, перевод, видео

This story happened on a dark winter night before Christmas. Father Wolf was sleeping peacefully and dreaming colorful dreams of summer. When he heard suspicious rustling sounds in the bedroom, the wolf opened his eyes and saw his two wolf cubs near the bed. "What's the matter?" the wolf grumbled discontentedly. "It's Sunday. Let me sleep." "Daddy, we're hungry," the cubs complained. There was nothing to be done, so Father Wolf had to crawl out from under the blanket. (yawn) He yawned and stretched. "Okay, I'll try to get you something to eat." The wolf dressed in a flash and kissed the children affectionately. "I'll be right back. Behave." "Can we come with you?" "No way. It's very cold outside. You and Mommy will stay here, where it's warm." Father Wolf took the bag of food and went out into the dark winter night. The frost penetrated to his bones. But daddy tried to ignore the cold and stubbornly walked forward. Big scary wolves shouldn’t be afraid of the cold. Near a snow-covered bush he saw a hare. “Here’s the prey,” thought the wolf and began to creep up on him quietly. When the hare raised its head, it was already too late. Father Wolf held him tightly by the ears. “Oh, no!” cried the hare. “Please, don’t eat me.” “Sorry, but my babies are hungry,” explained the wolf. “And why shouldn’t I eat you?” “I also came out of the hole to feed my babies. And if you eat me, they will go without breakfast.” Father Wolf sighed heavily and opened his paw. “Okay, go and find something tasty for your babies.” “Thank you!” squeaked the astonished hare. “You are very kind.” "Nothing of the sort. I'm evil and scary!" the wolf shouted after him. "I just know what hungry children are like." He picked up the empty sack and moved on. Soon he noticed tracks in the snow. A goat! The wolf licked his lips and rushed to catch up with her. "Please, don't eat me," the frightened goat begged. "Sorry, but my children are hungry," said the wolf. "And why shouldn't I eat you?" "I'm collecting brushwood so my old mother can warm herself by the fire. And if you eat me..." Father Wolf thought of his old mother. He wouldn't want her to suffer from the cold. "Okay," he grumbled, "take your brushwood and hurry to your mother before she freezes to death." "Thank you, you're so kind!" "Forget that nonsense," the wolf barked. "I'm evil and scary. It's just that I have a mother too." A little later, Father Wolf came across a deer and pounced on him. "Please don't eat me," begged the deer. "But my children are hungry," the wolf shook his head. "And why can't I eat you?" "Because I'm Santa's reindeer. If you eat me, the little ones won't get presents for Christmas." Father Wolf couldn't even imagine his cubs without presents. "Well then," he sighed resignedly. "Go and find Santa quickly!" "Thank you," the deer rejoiced. "You are so kind." "No, I'm not kind," Father Wolf interrupted. "I'm evil and scary. I just can't stand it when children are deprived of presents." Father Wolf kept walking and walking. He was cold and dreamed of returning to his warm home. But the bag on his back was still empty. So the wolf kept walking in search of prey. The forest was already far behind. A sleeping village appeared ahead. The wolf was about to turn back when his sensitive nose caught a delicious aroma. The wolf followed the scent and came to a bakery. The display case was filled with so many delicious pastries that the wolf's mouth immediately filled with saliva. He stepped inside without hesitation. "Please don't eat me," the baker said in fear. The poor fellow jumped out of the bakery and ran away. Father Wolf filled his bag with delicious cakes, juicy buns, and still-warm bread. As he left, he left a few coins on the counter. "I am an evil and terrible wolf, but not a thief or a robber," he said and headed home. On his way back, Father Wolf met a reindeer, a goat, and a hare, and shared his bread and cakes with each of them. "Thank you!" the animals bowed to him. "You really are a very sweet wolf." "Nonsense," the wolf grinned, showing his big white teeth. "It's just Christmas today." It wasn't until the morning that daddy wolf reached his cozy home, where his wife and children were waiting for him. "Hooray, Daaaa!" The cubs cried out and immediately sank their teeth into apple pie, chocolate buns, and strawberry shortcakes. The little ones looked at their father with admiration. "Did you eat the baker, Dad?" "Of course!" he replied importantly. "I'm a bad and scary wolf, aren't I?" "Yes. And terribly cute," the mother wolf whispered softly and looked lovingly at her husband.