'Til now it has been unclear to me -
Why do I need a star-catalogue?
In the catalogue there are
Ten million cosmic telephone numbers
Ten million telephone numbers
Of nebulas and worlds
A full code of glowings and twinklings
A list of the universe's subscribers.
I know the name of a star,
I will find its number
I will wait til my earth time is over,
I will turn the steel abecedary:
А-13-40-25
I don't know where to look for you.
The membrane of the phone will start singing:
Alpha Orionis answers
"I'm on the road, I am a star now,
I had forgotten about you for good,
I am a star - the morning star's sister,
I don't want you dreaming about me,
I don't care about you anymore.
Phone me in three hundred years."