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As soon as Zorya rose in the sky, carolers went from house to house to inform people about the birth of the new Sun, and the image of this sun was carried with them ("Christmas star"). This tradition has survived to this day. They went into the yard, woke up the owner and sang majestic songs about the sun, moon, and stars to his family. These songs came to be called carols or carols.

Мифология не исчезает никогда. Пока будет существовать Вселенная, пока мы будем верить чудесам, будет развито у нас это мифологическое представление. Оно совершенно трансформировано, совершенно видоизменено. Но какие-то элементы хранятся. И они производятся, предстают в новой ипостаси. Ничего никуда не пропадает, оно просто модифицируется. От древних тотемных верований мы перешли к христианским, впоследствии пришел советский миф, который изменился на современное видение. На самом деле нам хочется верить в чудо, верить в сказку, нам хочется видеть те подарки, за то, что мы были вежливыми мальчиками и девочками, то Святой Николай принесет нам подарочки, или резочки, если мы были невежливыми.

One of the beliefs leads us to the cult of ancestors, which is prominently featured in Christmas rituals. On "Holy Eve" (Christmas Eve), the evening dinner, consisting, in the Lubensk district, mainly of kuti and uzvar (dried fruit decoction), has a family and, in particular, memorial character: kuti is left for the night for deceased relatives; according to popular belief, vague reflections of small, doll-like people descending to the table can be seen on the wall. The ancient Slavs met the New Year with songs, dances, jokes of the dressed-up people, funny pranks. This cycle of rites received the general name - carols. Caroled in Russia since December 25. They dressed up in leather, put on scary masks, went from house to house, sang songs. It was still dark, on the early New Year's morning, there was a knock on the door or window. The owners already guessed who was knocking and opened the door hospitably. Guests entered the house, scattering bread grains around the house and chanting:


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