Текст песни Алексей Некрасов - Русский поэт Есенин Сергей

I am Russian poet Yesenin Sergey,
The suicide of the last century.
Drops - just residues from snow,
Poems - only blaver set of ideas.

The sky fell and the roof was narrowed.
I, choking, learned very quickly -
Instead of the loop, it would be better to choose a shot.
Sorry pistol is not left with me.

About the gun I will ask Volodya,
One who shot a little later
Blood blurring thick walls skin.
Death quickly from a shot like.

Although I still do not know now,
And what to find out - everything is already decided:
Seryozha in the loop. Maybe someone will save? ..
I can not shout, and the door slammed.

Now do not go to Moscow Kabak,
And in Leningrad, alas, do not walk.
So strange: so scary you want to live,
But what to change now? What, fuck, and how?!

The suicide of the last century -
Russian poet Yesenin Sergey.
Verses only blaver set of ideas.
There was a man and no man.

4-5.09.2014