‘Twas snowing. And to the snow, To cold of the heaven and earth, The deeper I slept the more grown Was Chegem tulips’ warming blaze. ‘Twas snowing. Soul was singing From whiteness of snow afar. ‘Twas snowing. Plane-trees were greening. How green, dreams of winter, you are!… Translated by Yevgeny Bonver, June, 2001