Daria Kulesh The Moon and the Pilot

The Moon and the Pilot The Moon and the Pilot a match made in heaven She hoped and waited that he ll be back soon The bravest man For the fairest maiden For he was the pilot and she was the moon Shine my moon your face made of light Let down your hair black as the night, black is the night Strangers in uniform came to the village The men who could fight Were away at the war By order of Stalin, The children and women Were shoved into railcars and home was no more The pilot s wife Hid all her jewels Exchanged them in exile For food and for fur In the darkest of nights she guided her children like the moon, shining through deportation and war She awaited in vain the return of her pilot Gave herself to her children gave them hope, gave them life The fairest woman The bravest mother She was simply the moon And a pilot s wife