Poems about the rustic word

Poems about the rustic word

"vytkalsya lake scarlet dawn.
On the Bor with the moaning cry of the grouse.
Crying somewhere Oriole, Sharunas in the hollow.
Only I'm not crying - my heart is light.

Know will come in the evening for the ring road
get in ....s fresh for autumn stack.

love drunk, will isomo of color,
melenoma from the joy of gossip is not.

You're under the caresses reset silk wedding veils
I'll take drunk until the morning in the bushes.

And let with the ringing cry grouse
there is a longing in the fun alosta dawn."
(the author of the Sergei Yesenin)
1910

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