Serghey Esenin ---------------------------------------------------------------- Letter to Mother ---------------------------------------------------------------- Are you living, my old chap? I'm living. Hi, my hi! Lets be light over your a hut, Lively likes an evening' sky. ---------------------------------------------------------------- They write me, you are disturbed, And of me are so troubled. That go out on the road Everyday in old your garment. ---------------------------------------------------------------- And in evening in blue light You're seeing my sad a life; Likes in drinking-house' fight In my heart was hit a knife. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Nothing dear! Be a calm. This' the only hard a dread. I'm not in drinking charm, That don't see you and be dead. ---------------------------------------------------------------- And as usual I'm so kind, I am dreaming in my mind. My so heavy anguish heart Backs me in your tiny hut. ---------------------------------------------------------------- I'll come back to you by spring When thy garden's branches grow. Then don't up me in the morning Just sunrise eight years ago. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Do not wake up what was dreamed, Don't disturb what was elapsed. Early loss, fatigue was deemed In my life, I felt, which passed. ---------------------------------------------------------------- Do not teach me pray. Don't teach! I can't come back in old times. You the only joy and preach, You the only fable's light. ---------------------------------------------------------------- So, forget what was you worried, Don't intense so sad of me. Don't go out on the road Everyday in old cloth thee. ---------------------------------------------------------------- 1924 ---------------------------------------------------------------- Translated by Vasiliy Panchenko (vipanch), 2012 | 
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