Текст песни Есенин - Еще не высох дождь вчерашний

Still wet rain yesterday -
In grass green water !
Tosca abandoned arable land ,
And wilt , wither quinoa .

I wander through the streets and puddles ,
Autumn day shy and wild .
And in each met her husband
I want to grasp your cute face .

You're a mysterious and beautiful
Looking into the unknown region.
Oh, just our luck to you
And my loyal friendship .

And if death is the will of God
He closed his eyes thy hand ,
I swear that shadow in an open field
I go for the death and you.