Esenin:
what's the pleasure wander alone through the grass
in this moonlit autumn
and gather ear of wheat on the road
in my impoverished soul-bag
what's the pleasure wander alone through the grass
in this moonlit autumn
and gather ear of wheat on the road
in my impoverished soul-bag
Gumilёv:
mermaid's necklace burns on her
and rubies are sinfully red.
these are strange and sad dreams
of world's sick hangover
mermaid's necklace burns on her
and rubies are sinfully red.
these are strange and sad dreams
of world's sick hangover
Mayakovsky:
rejoice, the crucified Jesus!
dont come down from the nails of ur board,
and if u appear again - dont poke your nose into this place!
coz u'll hand urself because of ennui
rejoice, the crucified Jesus!
dont come down from the nails of ur board,
and if u appear again - dont poke your nose into this place!
coz u'll hand urself because of ennui
