Serghey Esenin
Letter to Mother
(Russian Song. Romance)
Yet you're living o my old a chap?
I alive too. Be well, be well you!
Lets be shine all over of your hut
Magic light of evening' sky in blue.
They write me, you are disturbed,
And you truble about me intense.
You go out of the hut on road
Everyday in old clothes dress.
And in evening's blue dark light
You are seeing my sad a life;
As if in a drinking fight
In my heart was hit a knife.
Nothing dear! Be of me a calm.
This is your the only hard a dread.
I am not in so drinking charm,
That don't seeing you going be dead.
And as usual I am very kind,
I am dreaming only in my mind;
May so quick with anguishing my heart
To come back me in your tiny hut.
I'll come back to you by early spring,
When white garden's branches grow.
Then don't up me that to bring,
When sunrise eight years ago.
Do not wake up what was dreamed,
Don't disturb what was elapsed.
Early loss, fatigue was deemed
In my life, I felt, which passed.
Do not teach me pray. Don't teach!
I'll can't come back in old times.
You the only joy and preach,
You the only fable's lights.
So, forget what was you worried,
Don't intense so sad of me.
Don't go out of the hut on road
Everyday in old clothes thee.
1924
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Translated by Vasiliy Panchenko,
2012