Tri bogatyrya i Shamakhanskaya tsaritsa

[reading an inscription written on the wall]

Raven: Ah-ha! Pitcher... tears... .It's all clear - tears of thousands of your subjects' beautiful girls should fill the jar. That's all.

Queen: What do you mean, "All".

Raven: Pour these tears on the tree. It shall blossom, fruit and you'll get your eternal youth!

Queen: Well, go over it again. Tears of one's subjects?

Raven: That's how it's drawn - tears of your subjects... . Well, beauties.

Queen: Deceiver!

[the queen hurls her scepter at the raven]

Narrator: The queen is upset - very upset. And all because she does not like beautiful women. How long have they plagued her in her kingdom.