a Soyuzmultfilm production Moscow - 1949
A SPRING TALE
screenwriters D. & A. Tarasov lyrics D. Tarasov
director Viktor Gromov art-director Vladimir Degtyaryov
composer Nina Makarova
assistant director N. Fyodorov technical assistant G. Lyubarskaya
camera Mihail Druyan sound Boris Filchikov
montage V. Yegorova conductor G. Gamburg
animators Faina Yepifanova, Tatyana Taranovich, Yelizaveta Komova,
Lamis Bredis, Renata Mirenkova, Valentin Lalayants, Lidiya Reztsova, B. Petin,
backgrounds Galina Nevzorova, Irina Svetlitsa, Dmitriy Anpilov
narrator Boris Chirkov
voice artists I. Peltser, Yelena Tyapkina, Georgiy Millyar, G. Romanov
In the tropical regions where migratory birds stay for the winter,
the geese scented spring and longed for their native lands.
Ducks are flying, ducks are flying, and two geese.
Oh, the one I love, the one I love I will not see return.
- Why are you sad, goose? It is so nice and warm here.
- Ah! Marabou, Marabou! You are a learned bird!
And yet you know not that while your land is warm,
our Russian country greatly surpasses yours in excellence.
Oh, the one I love, the one I love I will not see return.
- Eh-he-he-heh! Well, well, well.
If Uncle Bean Goose is singing, then we'll soon be on our way!
- Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
- Hello, geese!
- Hello, hello!
We stayed in this foreign country for a while, but it's time we left for home.
- It's time! It's time! It's time!
- "It's time, it's time." Uh-huh, uh-huh.
Pointless gaggling! Or maybe it's not time at all!
- Oh, more grumbling from the grumbler!
- And who, brothers, will guide us
safely over those distant lands to our native Vasilisin Creek?
Uncle Bean Goose! Uncle Bean Goose! Uncle Bean Goose! Bean Goose!
You have guided us through many years, never mixed up the stars,
never led us astray. So you take the maps!
- Very well, Aunt Branta Goose! I will lead, if the geese so wish.
Take these maps! You'll be my assistant!
- Uncle Bean Goose!
- Well, good luck to you all! Follow me!
Sing!
Wherever geese fly, Wherever they overwinter,
Every year, come the spring, the fatherland calls them home,
The fatherland calls them home.
My dear land of my birth-nest, Remarkable land of my favored stars,
With its sunrise does our land attract, Always in the spring we go home, go home.
- A storm is coming!
Be brave! Be quick!
Anything can happen at sea!
Keep your spirits up!
Prepare for landing!
Now sleep. We wake at sunrise!
Prepare for flight!
- Uncle Bean Goose, will we be in Vasilisin Creek soon?
- You will see it just as soon as our wings take us there.
- Let's hurry! I can't wait!
- We could be somewhat quicker,
if you won't be afraid to fly over the sands of the steppe.
- We won't be afraid! We won't be afraid!
- Are you in your right mind, you web-toed goose?
We've flown so many years by a different route,
and now suddenly you want us to fly over the sands, over the steppe?!
You lot want to attempt that?!
- We'll endure!
- Do you even know, you gosling, what the sands are like?
When the heat blasts you,
and the sand spins you,
you won't even see the light!
- Ha-ha-ha! He really scared you to death.
We'll fly over the mountains, over the steppes. You are not afraid?
- We are not afraid, Uncle Bean Goose.
- We'll endure!
- Follow me! We'll take a new route!
Hey, assistant! Bring the map here!
Well, well! Everything seems exactly on the nose.
Forward!
We love to fight with the winds, We love to battle a storm,
And with our mighty wings cut through snow and clouds.
Oh! We sailors love to fight bad weather
And with our mighty wings cut through snow and clouds.
- Turn!
Follow me!
Brothers, fly higher! Fly faster!
We're almost at the sands, the dry steppes.
- You call these sands?!
- Where has that storm swept us?
- Follow me!
- We're lost! We've lost our way!
How are we gonna get to Vasilisin Creek now?!
- Uncle Bean Goose! Where has the storm swept us?
- We started here.
Uh-huh! Uh-huh! Uh-huh!
- And here? And here?
- We were there. We were there. We were there!!
- And what came next, was it the sea, or not?
- The Sea! The Sea! The Sea!
- And then the mountains.
- Mountains! Mountains! Mountains! Mountains!
- Oh! And then... Huh?
STEPPES
But I remember it!
There were steppes and sands
at this very spot.
But now?...
- And now where are we, our guiding light?
It seems we've lost our way!
How are we gonna get to Vasilisin Creek now, Uncle Bean Goose?
- I do not know.
- So much for "on the nose!"
- It's incomprehensible.
- Uncle Bean Goose, you have led us for many years. Thank you!
But it seems you are past your prime. You've flown long enough!
So let your assistant lead.
- Yes! Yes! Yes! Yes!
- All right. Let it be as you wish.
But I led you true, and you never strayed from my course.
- Can we stray more than we have already?!
Thanks to you, we don't even know where we are!
- Spread your wings! I will not fail you!
- Oh! Out of the frying pan and into the fire, it seems!
- A river's there, but it's not the same!
Uncle Bean Goose, help me out!
Nothing matches, not even a bit!
That's right! That's right! That'll teach you not to listen to me.
- Uncle Bean Goose!
There is Vasilisin Creek!!
- Ba-ba-ba! Who is this I see?! Uncle Bean Goose!
My dear friend! Hello! Hello, brother!
- Hello, dear Grouse!
- Why are you so out of sorts?
- We've demoted him. He got us lost, our captain.
That's right! We were completely lost.
We had no idea how to get here. Shame!
- Impossible that you could get lost. Didn't you have any maps?
- We did! Here are my maps.
- Ha-ha-ha! You call those maps?!
- And what would you call them?!
- Papers for kids to fold paper boats from. Ha-ha-ha!
- Stop laughing, grouse! Say what's the matter!
- Hold on, hold on!
Hey, venerable web-toed folk!
You had no good reason to aggrieve Uncle Bean Goose!
Who wouldn't make a mistake?!
I myself cannot recognize these parts.
I marvel at just how much things have changed here!
- So it turns out I didn't mix up the stars! I never went astray!
- It seems that you didn't. Forgive us!
- Gather your flock. Let's fly around and have a look!
- Follow me!
THE END
subs by Visshapa (Alex) & Eus (Jan 2017), ed. Niffiwan (Jul 2023)