Sergey Alexandrovich Yesenin. (№ 247717)

You were crying in the evening silence,
And bitter tears on the ground was updale,
And it was hard and so sad to me.
And yet, we each other did not understand.
You sped off to a distant land
And all the dreams were left without color,
Again and again one is left I
To suffer soul without affection and love.
And often I evening sometimes
Go to the places cherished Dating,
And I see in my dreams I cute your image,
And I hear in the silence of the dreary hour.