"Give me a damsel, the Shamakhan queen ..."

Finally and on the way back
With its strength of war
And with a young girl
The king went home.
Before him the rumor ran,
She divulged fiction and fiction.
Under the capital, near the gates,
The people met them with a noise, -
Everyone is running after the chariot
For Dadon and the queen;
Dadon greets everyone ...
Suddenly in the crowd he saw
In a white Sarachin hat,
All as gray as a swan,
An old friend of his, eunuch.
"Ah, great, my father, -
The king said to him - what do you say?
Come closer! What do you want? "
- Tsar! - the sage answers, -
Let’s read it out at last.
Do you remember? for my service
He promised me as a friend
My first will
You fulfill as yours.
Give me a girl
Shamahan queen ...