A Kazakhfilm studio production
May truth and untruth weave us a legend,
On love's hour stellar at length expounding,
On how it gives life and makes immortal.
The Blue Planet
'Twixt cold eternal and twinkling starlight,
A distant whirlwind of stardust lifeless
Touched the grey planet, murmuring softly,
And left upon it a seed of Earth borne,
A living kernel, a seed of Earth borne,
A living kernel...
And this assemblage of love and sunshine
Put down its roots here, ripped up the iron,
The peace transgressing.
Here, on a shattered and soulless planet,
Spurning the blind and eternal system,
She bent down over the scarlet wonder
And touched it gently. The love she bore it
Was long and tender, but without answer.
Film crew:
Leonard Tolstoy (screenwriter),
Viktor Chugunov (director),
Arsen Beysembinov (art director),
S. Artyomov, G. Burmistrova,
G. Tashranova, G. Dusenko,
L. Kim, H. Kokenov,
V. Tyugay, B. Kumekbayeva,
S. Baykuatov, A. Nurbekov,
D. Dyagileva, L. Radionova,
Ye. Bogach, O. Melnikova,
E. Beyseitov, B. Zaurbekova
Then heartless mind - cold, remorseless reason -
Judged her and pressured renunciation Of Earthly feelings and Earthly beauty.
Then, her love was no more unrequited...
He stood beside her,
And of her exile he shared the burden.
The soulless robot steered the ship into An abyss silent
So as to break and scare off the lovers With fire frightful
And lifeless water and deathly ashes.
And in our pair's eyes, the cosmos trembled!
It set the ship on a course divergent, The helm restricted by the Earth's pathway.
He, who the sky loves, and who the earth loves,
And with his whole heart adores life's sources -
Will fear not fire, nor icy coldness!
He'll drive out rot and the bile of slander
And bring the sun out.
So truth and untruth did weave a legend,
On love's hour stellar at length expounding.
(translation - Niffiwan)