The peasant sat a bunch of sparrows in the yard. One sparrow and began to boast in front of his comrades:

“I fell in love,” he says, “the blue mare me, often looks at me.” Do you want to trim it with all our honest meetings?

- We'll see, - say comrades.

Here the sparrow flew up to the mare and said:

- Hello, my dear mare!

- Hello, singer! What need do you have?

- And such a need - I want to ask you ...

The mare says;

- This is a good thing, according to our village custom, when a boyfriend begins to love a girl, at that time he buys her presents: nuts and gingerbread. And what will you give me?

- Just say what you want?

- And here: train me one grain of the quadrangular oats, then love will begin.

Sparrow began to bother with all his might, he worked for a long time and finally dragged along a whole four oats. Arrived and says:

- Well, my dear mare! Oats are ready! And at the very heart does not tolerate - and glad, and is scared to death.

- Well, - answered the mare, - there is nothing to postpone, languishing more death than death, and I will not pass the century honestly. At least it is not a shame to be good fellow! Bring oats, but convene your comrades - the young man was not reproachful! And sit on my tail right next to you, wait until I raise my tail.

A mare began to eat oats, and a sparrow sits on its tail, its comrades see what it will be. The mare ate, ate and fumed, raised her tail, and the sparrow suddenly fluttered in the ass. Mare pressed his tail. Then he had a bad time, even die!

Here she ate, ate, but how locked up. A sparrow jumped out of there, and he began to boast before his comrades:

- Here is how! Probably from our brother and the mare could not stand, azhno zapordela.