The Little Prince
                                                                                    brodnikova Svetlana                                                      

From the tiny Northern Star

Why is your dwelling so far?

Take me with you, don’t put on pace,

You are so lonely in outer space.

The Little Prince, I remember your eyes.

They are so shiny, so nice.

You do not intend here to stay

For the moon’s beam shows the way.

Take me with you, don’t put on pace,

You are so lonely in outer space.