Мне звезда упала на ладошку. Я ее спросил...

My star fell on my palm.
I asked her - Where are you from?
- Let me rest a bit,
I flew from such a height.

And then she added sparkling,
as if the bell rang:
- Do not look that I'm small ...
May be my great destiny *.

You only need to remember
what is most important to you in the world.
I can fulfill a desire
not a short way completing this **.

I know what I need
I don’t need to remember for a long time.
I want to love and be loved,
I want my mother not to be sick

so that on our woeful planet
only stars fell from heaven
were all gullible, like children,
and they loved rain, flowers and forest,

so that the grass, like the old one, mowed oblique,
every day flew to the moon,
to carry women in their arms
there was no disease and war

so friendship is not a burden
so that loyalty to burden is not,
so that old age is not a heavy burden -
wisdom would lay on the heart.

To smell of smoke around the fire
softly hum this song ...
I also want to be loved
and I want my mother not to be sick.

I spoke for a long time, but in vain.
Talked too long, too long ...
Without answering me, the star went out,
she had a little strength.
A. Dolsky