sergey esenin – Monologue Hlopuši (reads S.Bezrukov)

Author: sergey esenin
Name: Monologue Hlopuši (reads S.Bezrukov)

Song Lyrics

Mad, mad bloody murk!
What are you? Death? Ile Healing cripples?
Spend, spend me to him,
I want to see this man.

I'm three days and three nights looking for your Umyot, Tambov Oblast,
The clouds from the north poured stone pile.
Praise him! Let it not Peter!
The mob violence of his love for and removed.

I'm three days and three nights wandering along the paths,
In solonets dug eyes luck,
The wind my hair like straw, ruffled
And flails rain threshed.

But embittered heart will never get lost,
This head with the neck myself wealthy difficult.
Orenburg dawn krasnosherstnoy [1] camel
Dawn dropped her milk in my mouth.

And cold, clumsy udder through the darkness
I hold, like bread, to the emaciated centuries.
Spend, spend me to him,
I want to see this man.
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