As if by a secret agreement of the ball-players the two bliss-faces of the flying ball separated; from the center of the clearing they strove, now on two balls, towards the boy and the girl.
One of the spheres was completely golden like the sun and kept on smiling all the time at the cooling star of joy like at a beloved mother, and the other ball was silvery-gleaming like the moon and continuously smiled at the glowing star of happiness like at a revered father.

When the gold-ball had settled on the hand of the ball-player with the golden dress - as if it wanted to rest - the player held it up towards the sun of life.
And the beautiful girl in the silvery-bright costume held her silver-ball towards the moon.

As the two blew into the spheres, they began to spin on the palm of their hands and their faces looked in swift succession once joyful and excited to their playmates, and once happy and moved to their stars.

As they spun faster and faster, the balls became transparent and behind the deeply blissful face of the gold-ball Mani saw a subtle, golden splendour of stars that filled the whole sphere like a milk-white frothing sea of golden lights.

And behind the joyous face of the silver-ball Mani saw a delicate firmament of stars stretching within the sphere; it glittered and shimmered like a sea of silver-white lights effervescent in shades of gold and yellow; and each of these lights was clad into a rainbow that scintillated in magnificent colours - like a coat full of eyes of happiness.

But also within the innumerable little suns of the gold-ball such colourful eyes of dancing joy moved about; these, however, were directed inwardly whereas the star-eyes of the moon-ball looked outwards.