Что касается звезд, то они всегда.
То есть, если одна то за ней другая.
Видимо только так и можно оттуда смотреть сюда:
Вечером, после восьми, мигая.
Небо выглядит лучше без них, хотя
Освоение космоса лучше, если с ними,
Но именно так, не сходя с места,
На голой веранде в кресле.
Как сказал, половину лица в тени пряча,
Пилот одного снаряда,
Жизни, видимо, нету нигде, и ни
На одной из них не задержишь взгляда.
What about the stars - they just are as always.
So, if one starts - then yet another follows.
This is the only way to blink from there in the twilights,
After quarter past eight by looking at us.
Sky looks better sans stars. Looks much better, despite
The advantages of exploration of space
Under lights. But exactly without
Leaving home with the favorite chairs.
It was said by half-shadowed hidden face
Of the pilot of famous rocket:
There are no stars containing some life in space
So do neither worth second look at.
As for the stars, they are always on.
That is, one appears, then others adorn the inklike
sphere. That's the best way from there to look upon
here: well after hours, blinking.
The sky looks better when they are off.
Though, with them, the conquest of space is quicker.
Provided you haven't got to move
from the bare veranda and the squeaking rocker.
As one spacecraft pilot has said, his face
half sunk in the shadow, it seems there is
no life anywhere, and a thoughtful gaze
can be rested on none of these.
As for the stars, they are always like that,
That is, if one then another soon.
Probably, this is the only way from there to wonder at
Here: winking, at night or late afternoon.
The sky looks better without them, yet,
For the space industry better if they are there,
But exactly so, when you are at
An empty terrace, in an armchair.
As a rocket pilot once said to us
Hiding in shadow half of his face:
"Life can hardly exist anywhere and, thus,
Why to stare at the empty space?"