“I am a magic ball,” he said, “
Tell me, Cinderella, what do you wish?
I will give you everything that is in your heart,
Just reveal your dreams to me!”
Cinderella, embarrassed, sighed,
“I dream of a ball, where there is joy and laughter,
But how can I, in rags, in tears,
To go to the holiday, where is my prince - in my dreams?
The ball shone and spun in the air,
“Do not be sad, my bright soul!
Close your eyes and dare to dream,
Everything will come true soon - don’t forget!”
She closed her eyes, and suddenly - lo and behold!
Silk dress like morning light
Glass shoes - transparent, like
The dew that sparkles on the grass at dawn
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