Текст песни Milena Elf - Фарфоровый павильон

Among the artificial lake
The porcelain pavilion has risen.
Curved with a tiger's back,
The jasper bridge leads to it.

And in this pavilion there are several
Friends dressed in bright dresses
From bowls painted by dragons
They drink warmed up wine.

They talk merrily
And then they write down their poems,
Breaking yellow hats
Roll up your sleeves.

And clearly seen in the clear lake -
The bridge is concave, like a jasper month,
And a few friends at cups
Turned upside down.

N. S. Gumilyov