Once upon a time, there lived an old man and his old wife who had no child.
One day, the old wife went to the river to do the laundry. She saw a large gourd was flowing in the river, floating up and down toward her.
“Look at that, what a large gourd! I should take it back home to eat with my husband.”
The old wife picked up the gourd and took it back home.
A gourd was the old man’s favorite. He was very pleased to see the gourd.
“I’ve never seen such a large gourd. … OK, let me cut it for you.”
The old man lifted a knife to cut the gourd.
It was when the gourd split itself, and
a lovely girl came out of it.
The girl was born out of a gourd so they named her “Princess Gourd.”
The Princess Gourd was a lovely baby girl, and as she grew, she became lovelier and lovelier.
She was so beautiful, even the King proposed to her.
waiting for the old man and his old wife to come home.
One day, as always, the Princess Gourd was weaving alone. Someone with a kind voice knocked on the door.
“Hello, the lovely Princess Gourd. Please open the door. I want to see a very fine weave you made.
“No, I cannot open the door for you.
“Just a little, so I can put my finger in.”
The Princess Gourd opened the door just a little.
Open a little more, just enough to put my hand in.”
The Princess Gourd opened the door a little more.
Open a little more, just enough to put my head in.”
The Princess Gourd opened the door a little more again.
The Demon put his head in through the gap in the door and sneaked into the house.
You broke your promise with the old man and let me in the house.”
The Demon stripped a dress off the Princess Gourd and
he tied her up on a persimmon tree on a hill at the back.
he disguised himself as the Princess Gourd.
Before long, the old man and his old wife came back home.
“Princess Gourd, sorry to have left you alone.”
“Yes, I was missing you very much.”
A palanquin sent from the King arrived to pick up the Princess Gourd as the bride.
“Princess Gourd, the King’s men are here to pick you up. You will live happily ever after.”
The palanquin and the King’s men headed to the castle. They walked up on the hill at the back.
Then, at the top of the persimmon tree, a crow started crying.
♪Caw, Caw, Caw, Caw, what a poor girl.
♪The Princess Gourd is left on the tree.
They all heard the crow and looked up at the persimmon tree, to which the Princess Gourd is tied.
“Oh, no, I got to run.”
The Demon tried to run away from the palanquin, but
the King’s men caught him and chopped his head off.
Then, the real Princess Gourd was carried in the palanquin to the castle.
The Princess Gourd became the bride of the King and lived happily ever after.