The Golden Fish by Alexander Pushkin

/the forth exerpt/

The old man returned to the blue sea
The blue sea wasn't as quiet as formerly
He began to cry out again to the Golden fish.
It swam up and it asked him:
- "What would you like, dear old man?"
The fisherman answered with a bow
- "Have mercy upon us, sovereign of the blue-sea!
My old lady plays the fool and she is angry with me
Even more. She doesn't leave me in peace.
She wouldn't like to be just a peasant woman
She wants to be a noble lady.
The golden fish answered:
- "Don't worry, go home! God will save you, dear!"

The old man returned to his lady
What had he seen?! There was a high Terem* (palace*)
His old lady stood on the porch
She was dressed in a rich sable coat
And the luxuriant brocaded kichka* atop her head
Her neck was ladened with coarse pearls
She wore golden rings on her fingers
And arty red boots on her feet
The zealous servants fell in front of her
And she beat them, she pulled their hair
The old man said to his old lady with a bow:
"Allow my greeting you, Your Highness!
I hope your soul is satisfied, and you are happy"
But the old lady began to shout at him
And she sent him to serve in the stable.