A Long Time Ago...

A long time ago in the backwater place, Among shining stars and the stillness of space; The man held that place and made dreams to come true: To be near the stars in the space to walk through; His words should’ve been listened, too: So let the wind be stronger than I really am, And stars still enshrine the wisdom of ages. Maybe my blood is less hot than the flame; And calmness of ice rules the world with no changes … So! I’m looking at mountains tumbling on valleys Under the pressure of laboring hands; Where is heating glow, there soon will be glaciers, And water will spill on hot desert sands. Now and for all time! By wishes of the mind! There was growing vigour of grip of the death; And humans are pieces in that game of chess, They’re just toys for gods, but those ones who fought, They fiercely disrupted the death’s garrote, And said the daring word: So let the wind be stronger than I really am, And stars still enshrine the wisdom of ages. Maybe my blood is less hot than the flame; And calmness of ice rules the world with no changes … So! The turmoil put figures of gods on defacement; It was the first time for gods to behold; They couldn’t disguise their sense of amazement Cuz pawns had all their orders ignored. The gods urged bite the sand, And the man raised his hand. So let the wind be stronger than I really am, And stars still enshrine the wisdom of ages. Maybe my blood is less hot than the flame; And calmness of ice rules the world with no changes … So! I’m looking at stars how they’re shooting and raining; They’ve shown us the way to the outer frontiers; The skies will encourage with its glad-handing The era of humankind’s eternity … The gods are standing still, Obeying humans’ will…