Star lullaby


Listen, son, I'm serious.
Mama sing song
Of the one who was the first to the stars
In a daring rushed flight.

And when it met,
You were born in the most time.
So we'll call
Yura, too, our son.

Chorus:
Bye-bye.
Younger.
And to the stars of the summer.

Pave the fathers and grandfathers
For Soviet children
Way to Andromeda,
The unknown worlds.

No magnetic storm
Do not break these guys.
Anyone who bears the name of Yuri,
It will also be an astronaut.

Chorus.

And to the stars of the summer. Fly. Bye-bye.
1964