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Gosfilmofond Time Machine
Film premiere 1954
MZECHABUKI An old Georgian folk tale screenwriters P. Tsereteli, A. Shanshiashvili
Oh, my son,
beautiful was our land was once.
Golden were the grain ears in the fields,
the gardens bloomed luxuriantly,
and a full-flowing river watered our grain...
The envious witch, the sorceress Marekh,
threw a whole cliff into the river
and
all the water went to her land,
while ours began to dry up.
The people are starving.
Many brave men had resolved to deal with the witch,
but not one of them returned.
Ah! We dig the earth in vain.
If we dig a well, there'll be enough water only to water the street.
But what of the people?
Let me go, father,
I will try to come to terms with the damned witch!
I will crush her, the snake,
return the stolen water,
and our land will flower once more!
Let me go, father!
Go, my boy.
One's native land is more precious than one's life!
I will not forget your good deed!
If you get into trouble,
just whistle, and I'll come at once!
Over on that shore
stands the castle of the sorceress Marekh.
I will be nearby.
If things go hard for you,
call me, and I will come.
You are brave, puppy!
Well, uninvited guest,
why have you come?
Give us back our water!
The earth is drying up, people are dying!
Look at them:
they also came for the water,
and all of them turned to stone here!
You, too, will stand next to them!
Puppy!
I am not afraid of you!
Give us back our river!
All right,
only... let us first play hide-and-seek.
If I don't find you,
I will return the water!
Let's begin!
Hide me.
Jump!
Braggart! Do you understand now who you're competing against?
That was just the first round!
Try and find me one more time...
Help me.
Hide me in such a way
that her damned eye won't be able to find me!
Please!
How could we not aid such a dashing lad?
We'll help you!
Where are you hiding?
Where are you?!
Where?!
Here I am! Here!
Turquoise sky, country emerald,
O my beautiful motherland,
I am yours, I will die for you,
Even as I mourn over you!
Turquoise sky, country emerald,
O my beautiful motherland.