Based on the poem
«Звезда пылает на груди»
I have made a translation.
A star burns high — and the heart understands:
You’ll step into your home — the beloved face
Will bring you peace again.
In those eyes — loyalty and hope,
A light that never faded.
But there’s a star that shines nearby,
Close to the heart — in good times and bad.
You’re worthy to carry that light
That you kept in the quiet,
That faith, that honour, and that hope
You safeguarded in your heart.
You won it in battle — it stays with you
Through every wilderness.
Blessed be the soul that holds such light,
That charts this precious course.
The guiding star is your treasure,
Which you’ve managed to keep,
It leads you through the darkness and the cold,
So that the light won’t fade.
20.03.26 (С).
The Star Burns on My Chest
© Copyright: Наталья Чернова-Тихосвет, 2026
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