| Originaltitel | Dialekt | Informant | Genre Form | Genre Inhalt | ID | glossiert | Audio |
|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|---|
| isʲoɒ̯ morx wɘːtəx mans | pelym mansi (PM) | Jeblankov, Feodor Ljepifanovich | prose (pro) | Bear Songs (bes) | 1335 | glossed | – |
| Textquelle | Herausgeber | Sammler |
|---|---|---|
| Kannisto, Artturi - Liimola, Matti (1958): Wogulische Volksdichtung gesammelt und übersetzt von Artturi Kannisto, bearbeitet und herausgegeben von Matti Liimola. IV. Band. Bärenlieder. In: Mémoires de la Société Finno-Ougrienne, 114. Helsinki: Suomalais-Ugrilainen Seura, 348-349. | Liimola, Matti | Kannisto & Liimola (KL) |
| Englische Übersetzung | Deutsche Übersetzung | Russische Übersetzung | Ungarische Übersetzung |
|---|---|---|---|
| "A girl went to gather cloudberries" | – | – | – |
| by Riese, Timothy |
| Zitation |
|---|
| Kannisto & Liimola 1958: OUDB Pelym Mansi Corpus. Text ID 1335. Ed. by Eichinger, Viktória. http://www.oudb.gwi.uni-muenchen.de/?cit=1335 (Accessed on 2024-11-22) |
| A girl went to gather cloudberries |
| A girl went to gather cloudberries. And she lost her way. She wandered for a short time or she wandered for a long time. While she was going about, she came upon a bear den. Then she went in. The bear looked at her. The bear pushed her farther back with his snout. The bear searches in its pillow, it dug out a root. He puts it into her mouth. She ate it up. She was completely overcome by sleep. She lay down. She fell asleep. Whether it was a long winter or whether it was a short winter, she slept all through it. Suddenly she is woken up, with a bear snout she gets pushed up. And she got up. When she looks, it had somehow become summer. The bear says, marry me! Where (else) should I go, she says, I'll marry (you). And she got married. Then they live on. They lived a short or a long time, a girl and a boy were born. They came into a cone-forest. The bear climbed up to knock down cones. And he knocks down cones. They gather cones. The boy put down a cone longer than a quarter cubit. The girl stole it. The boy began to look for it all at once, the girl says, I didn't take it. Then the boy says, swear! The girl swore; by the bottom of our uncle's quiver I didn't take it. The bear calls down, are you crazy? Now we're ruined by perjury, you've killed me. When she gets shoved aside, there lies the cone longer than a quarter cubit. Then he says, where shall we go? Let's go to your uncle's big hunting path. There we'll lie down a bit. They lay down a bit next to the hunting path. Then they lie. Suddenly they get barked at by a dog. Up above a man calls, Uncle, for taking the song further, for taking the tale further, take a look out. When I looked out, I lost consciousness. The woman calls, you have killed your brother-in-law, eat him up. |