Morning Stars - Пётр Налич

In the morning I was counting stars, yes,

Stars were blanc-white (?) and I want to get there

In the black sky

And I want you to know

Morning stars now

The morning stars are shining above your head

It’s me who plays them on the heaven,

40 and 11,

Is a lie there, is (there) no one to deserve?

I stay silent, coming out of my nerves …

All the music

And the magic can do

All overnight a mistake, ah …

Would you go far away from home?

Would you go that far away home, back again?

I love you as nobody else, as nobody else…

You know, the magic can do,

And all the music can do,

And all the melody sigh …

The morning stars are shining above your head

It’s me who plays them on the heaven,

40 and 11,

Oh, our love is silent,

And music and novel …

My heart’s overburdened …