Ольга Качанова - Подари мне кусочек Луны
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Give me a little piece of the moon—
They’re having a land sale up there right now.
All I really need for my happiness
Is about six hundred square meters right up front.

Less would be fine, too—just so long as
Those very plots remain in my view.
Plains would suit me, or hillsides—
Or any other lunar landscape.

An aging, popular actor—
Who recently played the villain—
Bought half the moon for his wife,
Simply because she is young.

But for me, the moon offers only its light—
And by that light, one can’t even read a book.
Not a single intrigue, however slight,
Has come my way in these past few years.

When you have nothing left in your soul,
And nowhere left to lay your head,
Six hundred square meters on the moon would be nice—
A little patch of lunar soil all my own.

We owe each other so much—
Perhaps we’ll settle accounts at the very end.
But while I am still alive—truly alive—
Give me a little piece of the moon.

Only light, and nothing else remains—
Neither in my soul, nor for a hundred miles around.
For so many years I’ve told myself, "Don't be afraid"—
Yet I fear that, suddenly, even that light might vanish.