Текст песни Азазаза - Клён ты мой опавший

Maple Oh my dear

(Poems Sergei Yesenin - the music of the unknown author)

Maple Oh my dear, maple icy,
What do you stand bent beneath a blizzard of white?

Or you have seen? Or I heard?
Like a walk for the village you came.

And, like a drunken guard, coming on the road,
He drowned in the snow, of freezing the leg.

Oh, and I myself am now quite often lose something became unstable,
Before reaching the house with a friendly drinking.

They met there a willow, there are pine noticed,
They sing songs with a blizzard of summer.

Myself, I looked in the same maple,
Just do not rot, and not green.

And, lost modesty, Muzzy in the board,
As another man's wife, hugging birch tree.

Maple Oh my dear, maple icy,
What do you stand bent beneath a blizzard of white?