WANDERING I GO INTO FIRST SNOW – Poetry by Sergei Yesenin

WANDERING I GO INTO FIRST SNOW

I go astray on the first snow in the heart of lilies forces erupted. The evening went on my way over the candle turquoise of a star. I do not know if there is light or dark, whether in the forest sing the rooster or the wind. Maybe instead of winter fields, swans have settled on the lawn. You are beautiful, or white expanse! The slight chill in my heats the blood! I desire to tighten the body bare breasts of the birches. Oh turbidity thick forest! Oh gaiety of snowy fields! I desire to tighten the arms to the sides of willow wood.

(Sergej Aleksandrovič Esenin)

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