"one Day"

"Old horse with a gray-haired head, Where you hurry so?" "I have arrived for you. Sit down quickly in the gold carriage." "Where we shall go?" "Along the world, along the world! And together with us the clouds will float in the sky. Such beauty beyond the windows: Birchwoods, meadows of lilies of the valley, Multi-coloured butterflies..." "Ah! A lovely horse, You are similar to someone I love very much. I already saw your carriage once. But something had happened: Its gilding has been scratched, Glass of the windows has turned yellow, the bugs have lodged in doors!" The horse started to trot more slowly. The horse whispered, "Some time ago, I carried Cinderella, the poor girl in a pink dress. But this summer I shall carry you around the world, along the world!" We rushed on with her. The Summer smiled at us, And we did not talk any more to the end of my dream.