"Once upon a time
Within the truth and the lie
While camels played with balls
Inside the old bathhouse
The fox was the broker, the rooster the imam
The donkey the town crier, the limping bee the cloth merchant
A grasshopper hopped over the threshold
And I fell from my cradle
I went a little, I went a lot
I wore down the plains and the mountains
I met an ant
It took me onto its wing
For a bowl of cold ayran
We landed on my grandma's churn
The spirits entered the mansion playing games
Everything was turned upside down
The children laughed and had fun
The adults began to weep
Come, let's throw a few stones at the good
Let's put the bad in a cauldron and boil them
Let's all begin the tale together."