Prince Gvidon answers her: "Sadness and longing are eating me up; "I'd like to make a miracle I wish I could. Somewhere there is A fir-tree in the forest, and under the fir-tree a squirrel; "It's a wonder, indeed, not a trifle. The squirrel sings a song, And gnawing on nuts, And the nuts aren't just nuts, They're all golden in their shells, The kernels are pure emerald But maybe people are lying."