Текст песни Георгий Свиридов - 1.Край ты мой заброшенный. 2.Поёт зима.

Georgy Sviridov - poem in memory of Sergei Yesenin (part)

Sergey Yesenin's verses:

1)
Edge you are my abandoned,
You are my edge, wasteland,
Hayfield nekosheny,
Forest and monastery.

Zabochenilis hut,
And something and all five.
Roofs their zapenilis
In the glow of flashing.

Under the straw-a garment
Vystrugi rafters,
Wind mold sizuyu
Sun sprinkled.

In the window hit without a miss
Raven,
As the blizzard, bird cherry
Waving his sleeve.

I do not tale whether Prutnik
Zhist and your profit,
That evening a traveler
Whispered feather grass?
1914

2)
Winter sings - Auca,
Shaggy forest lulls
   Stozvonom pine.
Circle with a profound sadness
Floating in a distant country
   Grey clouds.

A blizzard in the yard
Silk carpet is spread,
   But painfully cold.
Sparrows playful,
As kids lonely,
   Pressed against the window.

Small birds were freezing,
Hungry, tired,
   And cling tightly.
A blizzard roaring mad
Knocks on the shutters sveshennym
   And angry stronger.

And gentle slumber birds
Under these vortices snow
   In the frozen window.
And they dream of a beautiful,
In the smile of the sun clear
   Beauty spring.
1910

Performed by:
State Republican Russian Academic Choir named A.A.Yurlova;
Symphony Orchestra of the Leningrad State Philharmonic.