This battle’s hard to forget in the years, Death is around in air, The stars were falling from silent heaven, As the shining rain. Here’s again one had fallen, I guessed To go alive from the battle... So my life I did hastened to test, With silly star has related. Then I decided: the trouble has flied, I had escaped from the destiny. But crazy star had come down from sky, Straintforward into heart beating. They said: "The height has the vital need now!" "Don’t spare any of cartridge!.." And from the sky falled the second light star To shoulder straps of the captain. There is a mass of the stars in the sky, As much as fishes in ponds, They’ll be for everybody quite enough, May be I was hero also... I wished to give this bright star to my son For future long lasting memory... But in the sky there is hanging a star, Which will then fall nowhere...
© Lyudmila Purgina. Translation, 2011