Sergey Alexandrovich Yesenin. (№ 247032)

Have vytkalsya on lake red light of dawn.
On the Bor with the ringing cry 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 roads,
Sit in stacks fresh under a nearby haystack.
Love drunk, will somno, such as color,
Melinoma from the joy of gossip is not.
You're under the caresses reset silk 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 Aloth of dawn.