As shooting star descended you from heaven
Sent by the Lord just like the one before
To shine upon the Earth’s sinful soil.
Your gift divine, endowment of God
To you was given for eternity
And not to be surpassed by any mortal.

You conquered all the countries of the Earth,
You left behind all rivals in despair,
You gave your soul to people with the hope
That it will not be sacrificed to Devil.

Alas, your robeless soul became a target
Of many poisonous arrows.
The more it bled, the more bloodthirsty beasts
Would bury their fangs into its flesh.

For many moons your foes would toil
In shadow of your gift to dig enough dirt
To smear your good name.
But filth don’t cling to stars:
They are destined to shine
In heavens’ bright abode.

Had you observed the people of the Earth
To mourn your sad demise like one of their own,
Your soul would shed all sadness of this world!
Descended like a star from heaven,
To heaven you ascended as a star
To shine forever on this cruel Earth.

From this day on you’ll dwell in place
Without grief and agony of life.
Let broken hearts you left behind on Earth
Your soul will fill with peace for ever more.

No farewell we bid for it means to be apart.
Forever we keep the loved ones in our heart
And mourn them, and keep the love alive.
But God’s love was no less than our love,
So one day there came a call from above,
And one more angel graced the paradise
With voice that most mortals recognize.
The voice that fills the soul with delight
And chases off the monsters of the night.
Now we know how the soul is dancing
When  she  isn’t  weeping...

We search for angels in the skies above
To give them our never-ending love
But angels roam the Earth among the men,
And then ascend to heavens once again.
And we seek their help in our prayers…

Oh, dear Angel with your wounded soul,
You, who was worshiped by the old and young,
How fare you away from Earth beloved?
And have you found the peace
You’ve been deprived off?
What’s peace when the soul isn’t  weeping
In pain, or doesn’t it ever happen?

We won’t deprive you of our caring love,
We’ll send it up to rainbow high above.
So that it brightly shined eternally
And kept your soul wrapped in eternal glee.

By Liana Margiva

Translated from Russian by Anatol Kardiukov