Пришельцы?.. на английском языке

We are all aliens on this planet…
We didn’t choose it, and didn’t plan it…
Vulnerable and prone to stresses,
To any diseases, burns, abscesses…

At night we look at the stars with hope.
But it’s too late to regret. No rope
Will help us again to reach the star –
It is too remote from us, too far…

There’s somewhere a planet where we are from,
And our ancestors all there were born.
It’s less than ours and rather far
From the burning light of its mother-star…

And we got lost in the depths of space.
Since then many things we’ve had to face.
But we still hope to find again
Our brothers and sisters in space… in vain…

Friend, you may have brothers and sisters, too,
That have very strong resemblance to you;
They live somewhere very far in space;
Despite this fact they’re of the human race.

And if the magical starry night sky
Pulls you, attracts you and makes you fly –
Then you’re surely a star-boy or girl,
And your heart will always cry and call…