Small Prince ( перевести на Русский )

On my planet, which is just a little larger than me,
There are only three volcanoes and grass and nothing more.
I watch the sunset forty-three times a day.
Please draw me a lamb – it will be like a brother to me.

My planet lacks even toads
But has a plenty of baobab seeds.
If a baobab grows here, I’ll die of melancholy,
And my planet will be torn to pieces by the baobab roots.

There is a fantastically beautiful flower on my planet,
It has thorns, but they are not a barrier for power,
And my brother-lamb will eat it, having understood nothing.
Please draw an armor for my flower.

I’m a small prince.
I’m so lonely
In the sea of passions,
In the world of anxiety.
I have seen many planets already,
But none of them turned out to be better than mine.

I have got tired of my planet and decided to flow away
Together with migratory birds
In order to see the world.
I was flying above the Earth, rising higher and higher.
I was shouting to them, but nobody heard me.

The surrounding world is full of thriving lie, vanity, and vices,
And everybody has a fixed time for life.
My fairy flower turned out to be an ordinary rose,
And the lines of my wonderful verses were just a prose.

I’m a small prince.
I’m so lonely
In the sea of passions,
In the world of anxiety.
I have seen many planets already,
But none of them turned out to be better than mine.