I am out in outer space
And have been floating here for hours.
I cannot get back to the fading spaceship.
My air is growing less and
the umbilical cord has snapped.
“Calm down” a voice is saying
But I cannot comprehend who’s talking anymore.
Below me on the mother planet
Everyone is thinking.
Come on, dear astronauts!
Let’s save Robi Balogh!
My heart is beating very fast,
And the eyes of the world are on me.
But hope is dying, because
noone has a good idea.
The space accident is done,
And there is nothing to do.
I am orbiting Earth,
and my grave will be the nothing.
I am staring at the satellites,
While waiting for death.
And I am trying to wake up.
(Maybe it’s all a nightmare!).
I am floating weightlessly
Far far away from my home
And I am afraid to die
From the radiation
And even though I’m wearing
The most modern protective gear.
I know that my time is running out,
And I may never return home
I am staring at the blue globe,
And saying goodbye to everyone
I am aware of dying
Doesn’t even matter why.
Why did I become an astronaut?
Why did I leave Earth?
My body, and my soul
Went up to the skies high above.
I am floating in the nothing and
Aimlessly drifting away
A voice is creaking. Can barely hear it.
I ask, are you speaking to me?
-We have a plan. We figured out how to save you!
Like it or not? That is the question.
You must decide.
The plan is not without danger.
We have turned the ship around.
And we are on our way to you
And we are pressing the remote control
and if we are close enough
We’ll lift you in with the robot arm
But , as we said, there could be trouble.
Our plan is not without danger!
Slowly, they lift me in
And though dying a little,
I arrive at the spaceship of hope.
They are cheering for me down on Earth,
The reaper hasn’t found me yet.
But no matter! It’s over now!
Houston, I am alive. Let’s go home!