Soul.
Vladimir Gerun
The soul of the poet is thin and vulnerable
She of passions does not know others,
And in the world volume the love is vast
And we with love trust in this verse.
And in the world volume the love is vast
And we with love trust in this verse.
We with it together open distances;
Those horizons, the new worlds:
And so Yesenin at night at station
And in taverns of Moscow read verses.
And so Yesenin at night at station
And in taverns of Moscow read verses.
Moscow all whores listened to them,
They, of course, have not reached us,
But how to understand the Ryazan all souls:
All thoughts, feelings, soul gleams.
But how to understand the Ryazan all souls:
All thoughts, feelings, soul gleams.
Write and again the road will open,
It conducts goodness knows where;
Again the little girl this touchy person
To me at night again built eyes.
Again the little girl this touchy person
To me at night again built eyes.
So smiled it is thin and it is playful
And the muse again carried away in a distance,
And on the earth one and it is lonely
Again universal grief laid.
And on the earth one and it is lonely
Again universal grief laid.
The night haze has shrouded all shades
And life was unreal,
Before love fall on knees,
It has heart and the.
Before love fall on knees,
It has heart and the.
Also sees everything, she reads in souls,
Flight of all will be remembered hardly;
But anything, and you again listen,
Put on heart a hand as always.
But anything, and you again listen,
Put on heart a hand as always.