A Turkish woman was pregnant. Goes one midwife to help her give birth.
The midwife that helps, takes out from there one light hair.
She doesn't say that it is a light hair,
she throws it from above the house, from above the house she threw it.
40 days went by, a month went by, it became a snake.
Little by little, he understood who he was. He became 20 years old.
For 20 years he stayed up there.
For 20 years he stayed up, he grew up. But noone saw him, how a snake was up there.
After he came throuh the chimney, he says to his mother: 'You, who gave birth to me, I was a hair, I was a snake' he says.
'Now, I want a woman' he says.
'From me, noone should be afraid.'
She gets for him a wife, but the snake was a beauty.
He was turning into a man and into a snake.
But he was very handsome.
He says to his mother 'it's her I want, it's her I want.'
But when they get him to bed
he becomes a snake. They all die. Every morning they boil water. He gets married and takes off 41 pieces of leather.
That snake gets married all the time, all the time the women die, they boil water into the cauldrons.
Another one dies, they die all the time.
To some mother came a feeling for her daughter in her dream.
'Look, I'm sure, you shouldn't fear that snake, he's extremely handsome.
You'll wear forty one shirts,' she says
'all forty you will take off when he will tell you to get undressed,
this one will become a man,' she says, 'but you shouldn't throw away his skin in the fire.'
The snake got married. As soon as he got married 'take off your clothes' he says.
She throws off one shirt. 'Take off your clothes again'. Now he's counting how many shirts she has.
She threw the forty pieces, took out forty one all together.
The snake's skin all fell.
She throws it in the fire, burns the skin.
'Why did you burn that skin? It could have been useful for us.'
'My mother told me' she says 'to burn it so you won't turn into a snake'
'so you won't hide and stay with me.'
But they are boiling outside, they know she will also die.
They go out, as a couple. 'Wow, she didn't die, he didn't die!'
They tell his story, why they didn't die.
'I was with my wife. She had forty one pieces, not forty.'
If she had forty pieces she too would have died. She threw the forty one pieces in the fire, he says.
They got burned, he says, and I became a man.
But the skin you threw could have been useful to us.
This skin would have helped us.
If a ghost would come, this skin would have scared it.'