" Malyutki fei spyat v cvetakh tyulpana, Im veter pesni kolybelnye poet. Svirel igraet i gulyayut pany, Zemlya bozhestvennyi napitok lunnyi pyet...No nastupaet solnechnoe utro, I otkryvayutsya tyulpanov lepestki . I rassypaya skazachnuyu pudru . Letyat na zemlyu nezhnye listki..."