Fallen maple - lyrics Sergei Yesenin
Maple you are my fallen, maple icy,
Because you are standing bent under snow white?
Or what I saw? Or what you've heard?
As for the village to walk you out.
And, like a drunken watchman, going out on the road,
Drowned in the snow, he iced his leg.
Oh, and I now seem somehow became unstable,
Will not come to the house with a friendly drinking.
There he met willow, pine there noticed,
Sang songs and play the Blizzard of summer.
Himself seemed to be I the same maple,
Not only fallen, and full green.
And, having lost modesty, odourise in the Board,
As the wife of another, hugged birch.