Flower elves

In the gloom of large, dense trees,
Covering my head with a warm train,
On pillows of peacock feathers
Little elves fall asleep.

In cups of flowers, like on a bed,
On soft and fragrant feather beds,
Little fairies fall asleep
In warm golden pajamas.

Elves dream of little fairies
Little elves dream of fairies -
How they, not being able to do anything else,
They hug under a warm train.