I'M A Star Flare To You To Please By Rasul Gamzatov Poem by Yuri Starostin

I'm a star flare to you to please

I'm a star flare to you to please,
Break a cold wind and snowstorm,
Heat the hearth to your come in,
Care you from the cold.
We sit down, we commit to each other,
Wary any loud words,
The yoke of yours sorrows and afflictions
I wear ready on my neck.
Quietly I stand up above your bed,
To not disturb you, lee a light,
I will become yours song of a lullaby,
Spell from all adversity and misfortune.
And you would believe: on the blizzard ground
No a human evil, no a sorrow there.