 
	| Original Title | Dialect | Informant | Genre Form | Genre Content | ID | glossed | Audio | 
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| kois jeri | pelym mansi (PM) | Mulmin, Polikarp Andrejev | poetry/song (poe) | Bear Songs (bes) | 1359 | by Eichinger, Viktoria | – | 
| Text Source | Editor | Collector | 
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| Munkácsi, Bernát (1893): Vogul népköltési gyüjtemény. III.kötet. 1. füzet. Medveénekek. Budapest: Magyar tudományos akadémia, 521-525. | Munkácsi, Bernát; Kálmán, Béla | Munkácsi, Bernát (MU) | 
| English Translation | German Translation | Russian Translation | Hungarian Translation | 
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| "Kois's Song" | – | – | – | 
| by Riese, Timothy | 
| Citation | 
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| Munkácsi, Bernát 1893: OUDB Pelym Mansi Corpus. Text ID 1359. Ed. by Eichinger, Viktória. http://www.oudb.gwi.uni-muenchen.de/?cit=1359 (Accessed on 2025-11-01) | 
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| Kois's Song. | 
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| Kois went out, he looks to the other end of the village. | 
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| Two grey-headed old men are deliberating about something. | 
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| Kois went over, to the two grey-headed men. | 
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| What are you deliberating on, | 
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| he says. We, they say, are deliberating on the old way to kill bears, on the (old) way to kill elk. | 
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| Kois says, what deliberation on bear killing, on elk killing can there be? This summer, he says, if I kill one elk, I'll reach the hundred-elk mark, if I kill one bear, I'll reach the hundred-bear mark. | 
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| Here he tossed a fiery piece of blazing wood into the air, by the time it falls it was hit with an arrow three times. | 
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| The two old men say, yes, Kois, you are skillful, (but) the forest-born forest otter will be more skillful in the days to come. | 
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| The bear hears Kois's words, he says, what kind of fangless, clawless bears did you find to reach the hundred-bear mark, Kois? | 
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| I know your sable-hunting sable path, your squirrel-hunting squirrel path. | 
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| Fall started to come. | 
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| It started to freeze. | 
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| The bear went there. | 
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| He lay down next to the hunting path, that Kois had notched. | 
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| All of a sudden two dogs as big as she-wolves appear, they run. | 
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| There is no hollow in the roots of a fallen tree they don't sniff at, no driftwood cave they don't sniff at. | 
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| The bear repressed its game-smell, its elk-smell. | 
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| Kois's dogs went on, Kois appeared. | 
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| His head is combed by the uppermost tree-branches, his head-hair is braided by the lowest tree-branches. | 
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| When the bear raises its hand, his hand trembles like a shaking tree. | 
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| He did not dare. | 
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| Kois has many bear-killing weapons, he has many elk-killing weapons. | 
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| It went around, looked again and lurked again. | 
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| Kois's dogs appeared. | 
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| Now he repressed again his game-smell, his elk-smell. | 
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| Kois appeared again, again the bear did not dare. | 
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| It went around again. | 
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| It let off its fearful elk-smell, its game-smell. | 
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| Kois can be heard: cunt-son dogs! | 
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| In the course of the epoched world you find nothing to fear, what have you now found to fear? | 
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| Kois appeared, an eagle-winged feathered arrow is shot off, (the bear) deflects it past the corner of its stomach. | 
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| The axe as large as a reindeer bull's shoulder blade did not injure its face hair, it was only trimmed. | 
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| They grappled hand-to-hand. | 
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| Kois says, our ten-fingered, twenty-fingered hands have come together, if there was hilly ground, bumpy ground, we made it even, if there was even ground, we made it hilly and bumpy. | 
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| They grasped each other at sunrise, at sunset Kois's two scraggly fur shoes were tripped up. | 
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| The bear tore off one of his shoulder blades and threw it to the red-bottomed woodpecker. | 
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| The bear asks, red-bottomed woodpecker, does Kois have anyone to look for him or not, take a look, climb up the tree. | 
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| The red-bottomed woodpecker climbs up the tree, it says: there are two sons looking for Kois, they were close already. | 
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| They took a long time, they took a short time, suddenly Kois's two sons appeared. | 
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| Their dogs started to bark. | 
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| It's (like) another Kois, (as if) his eyes and ears were there. | 
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| The younger man now lets loose his eagle-winged feathered arrow. | 
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| It (the bear) could be heard dying. | 
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| Then one of the men says, let us take the bear with eyes and mouth that ate our father home for the people to look at. | 
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| The other young man says, throwing its seven grandsons into fire, let's burn it in fire, let's roast it; if a spark appears, we'll strike it down (into) two sparks. | 
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| And so they did. |