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Oh my dear maple
Sergei Yesenin (4 Oct. 1895 – 27 Dec. 1925)
Oh my dear maple, frozen stiff and bare,
Why do you stand bending in the blizzard there?
Have you seen a vision? Have you heard a babble?
Just like you are out for an idle ramble.
Like a tipsy [...]
Sergei Yesenin (4 Oct. 1985 – 27 Dec. 1925)
Silver bluebell, are you singing,
Or, perchance, my heart is dreaming?
Light from rosy icon flashes
Falling on my golden lashes.
Though I’m not that gentle infant
in the flapping splash of pigeons,
Yet my dreams are sweet and distant,
Somewhere in the woodland regions.
I don’t need the narrow house,
Word and mystery won’t welcome.
Teach [...]
Sergei Yesenin (4 Oct. 1895 – 27 Dec. 1925)
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Жизнь – обман с чарующей тоскою,
Оттого так и сильна она,
Что своею грубою рукою
Роковые пишет письмена.
Я всегда, когда глаза закрою,
Говорю: Лишь сердце потревожь,
Жизнь – обман, но и она порою
Украшает радостями ложь.
Обратись лицом к седому небу,
По луне гадая о судьбе,
Успокойся, смертный, и не требуй
Правды той, что не нужна тебе.
Хорошо в [...]
Sergei Yesenin (4 Oct. 1895 – 27 Dec. 1925)
To be a poet – is the same
As when by truth of life
You scar your own tender flesh,
And with the blood of feelings
Caress the souls of others.
To be a poet – to sing freedom,
As you know it best
The song of nightingale doesn’t hurt him -
His song is [...]
Sergei Yesenin (4 Oct. 1895 – 27 Dec. 1925)
Tears
Tears… again these bitter tears,
For broken dreams that flew far away,
For dreaded sadness that nothing cheers,
For new darkness, that nothing keeps at bay.
What is to come? More such torment?
No, it’s enough… It is time to rest, let go,
And to forget the sounds of lament,
A heart is full [...]
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