To my star (BG)

My star was not destined 
Warmth as to us, simple and mortal;
To us – replete house under light lamp,
And to her – only bitter wine; 

And to her – only bitter disaster, 
To burn down, where all avoid fire;
Only one boy will say, "It's a pity,
Look, a star is falling!"

My star was not destined 
To get tired or look for rest;
She doesn't know what that is 
The rest, but it's all the same.

She will dream at nights of 
That home that is bypassed calamity,
But in reality – to serve as a star: 
And bitter smoke and bitter tea...





"A song about Kroky, Karma and Godsend"
Альбом "All brothers – sisters"
Альбомы Б.Г.
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