Sergei Yesenin's poems

foolish heart, no bass! All we are deceived happiness

Duma sad, deep thoughts, bitter thoughts, Duma heavy

Youth - a retribution. Ibsen PROLOGUE life - without beginning or end.

Malvina Mironovna - With. Yesenin In the eyes of the green sands And clouds.

Days and nights I weak-willed, I expect miracles, doze without sleep.

Gone are the days of casual and indifferent night, AND, but

The album Chukovskii In idle Mlad, in peredrassvetnoy