Горшенев-Есенин - Ответ матери
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Old woman
Live how you live.
I feel gently feeling
Your love and memory.
But only you
Nor a drop will not understand -
What I live
And what I'm busy in the world.

I'm most of all
I love spring.
I love spill
Rapid flow
Where each chips,
Like a ship
Such a space
What you do not open the eye.

But while there is a blizzard ....

Birth!
Well how to fall asleep in the blizzard?
In the pipe so complaints
And so stands everything.
We want to lie down
But you see no bed,
A narrow coffin
And - what they bury you.

So like a thousand
Gnouchee Dyachkov,
She sings a placade -
Bully blizzard!
And the snow falls
Like pyatadkov,
And not behind the coffin
No wife, nor a friend!

But time will be
Cute, native!
She will come, welcome!
No wonder we
Licked at guns:
That sat at the gun,
This one is in the pen.

Forget about money you,
Forget about everything.
What kind of death?!
Are you doing?
After all, I do not cow
Not a horse, not donkey,
To me
From the stall displayed!

I will come out myself
When the term comes,
When palp
We will have on the planet,
And, turning,
You buy a handkerchief
Well, and father
I buy these pieces.

But while there is a blizzard ...