Текст песни Есенин - Заря окликает другую

Dawn calls out another,
 Smokes oat expanse ...
 I remembered you, dear,
 My senile mother.

 As before walking to the hillock,
 Crutch his clutching,
 You're looking at the moon oporok,
 Floating on a sleepy river.

 And I think bitterly, I know,
 With sadness and anxiety high,
 What's your son on the edge otchemu
 Not sick soul.

 Then you go to the graveyard
 And, staring at the stone fence,
 Sighs so gently and simply
 For my brothers and sisters.

 Let us grow knife,
 A sister grew up as May
 You're still alive eyes
 Sad is not rising.

 Pretty grieve! Enough!
 And while you spy,
 What also hurts apple
 Lose their leaves copper.

 After all, the joy is rare,
 As spring units in the morning,
 And I - the rot on the branches -
 It is better to burn out in the wind.