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I have not been so tired ever
In this grey of the mucus and frost
I have dreamed the Ryazan sky forever
And my scampish life at all.
Lots of women had loved me in life
And I didn't love the only one
Therefore maybe dark power
Has accustomed me to the wine.
Oh! The endless drunken nights
And nostalgia for not the first time
Sharpens my eyes like a worm
The blue foliage in time...
(c) Esenin
Hehe, if you only knew how beautifully it sounds in Russian!... But it's not so easy to translate poetry.
In this grey of the mucus and frost
I have dreamed the Ryazan sky forever
And my scampish life at all.
Lots of women had loved me in life
And I didn't love the only one
Therefore maybe dark power
Has accustomed me to the wine.
Oh! The endless drunken nights
And nostalgia for not the first time
Sharpens my eyes like a worm
The blue foliage in time...
(c) Esenin
Hehe, if you only knew how beautifully it sounds in Russian!... But it's not so easy to translate poetry.