Singly letayushchiye utki dvoynuyu igru . Prokhodya cherez more tsvetov , i brodit' po koridoram vremeni . Tikhaya noch', krasivaya devushka pokhlopala pyl' s odezhdy, Fudong Chzhao travy aromat . YA znayu , ne daleko, yest' oshchushcheniye, s vidom brata . Ona tantsevala za babochkami ? Mozhet byt', el'f ryby ! !