And our dreams did not come true:
The starship to abyss will go.
And what we will see in the endless space?
Can we open mysterious door?

To this question we answers looks for,
And the stars burn in our eyes.
Oh, my, we are moving so slow!
But the time is nothing for us.

poem by Vladimir Rindevich (LNSTU, Russia)

STAR TRAVELLERS

We have past by the last and the grand barrier,
And now we see the cold stars.
We will look round and wave to the Earth
And we will dash to the far.

Let the planets float past us,
And the stars give us a light.
We want to be men who looking for path
And we want to do star flight.

Always the stars were attract for the men,
The candle was burned someone.
We dashed to the space, but may be even then
We cannot the quiet become.