In a deep forest there lives a goat. She has a lovely black kiddy. Every day she leaves the kiddy at home and goes to the field to graze. In the evening she comes home, knocks at the door and calls: 

Black kiddy, 

Lovely sonny, 

I have walked over the hill and dale, 

I have made sweet milk for you, 

Open the door let me in, 

And I will give(կտամ քեզ) you sweet, sweet milk, 

Black kiddy, 

Lovely sonny! 

The kiddy jumps to his feet and opens the door. Mother goat gives him milk and goes to the field to graze again. 

The wolf sees all this and one evening he comes up, knocks at the door and calls in his harsh voice: 

Black kiddy, 

Lovely sonny, 

I have walked over the hill and dale, 

I have made sweet milk for you, 

Open the door let me in, 

And I will give you sweet, sweet milk, 

Black kiddy, 

Lovely sonny! 

The kiddy listens and listens and then asks: 

”Who are you? I don’t know you. My mother doesn’t call that way. She has a sweet, soft voice. Go away…..Don’t come here any more” 

The wolf goes away. 

Soon mother goat comes, knocks at the door and calls: 

Black kiddy, 

Lovely sonny, 

I have walked over the hill and dale, 

I have made sweet milk for you, 

Open the door let me in, 

And I will give you sweet, sweet milk, 

Black kiddy, 

Lovely sonny! 

The kiddy opens the door, drinks his milk and tells his mother about the wolf.  

“Ba, ba, ba, ba dear Blacky….Well done! It is good that you didn’t open

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