Текст песни Есенин С.А. - Каждый труд благослови удача

Each work bless, good luck!
Rybak - to the fish nets,
Plowman - to plow him and nag
To get bread on the year.

Water is drunk from cups and glasses,
Because water lilies can also be drinking,
Where the maelstrom of pink fog
Do not get tired of beach gold.

Good lie in green grass
And, glaring at the ghost surface,
Someone's opinion, and a jealous lover,
For myself, tired, remember.

They hiss ... corncrake corncrakes.
Because it is so bright and always
Those that are in the life of the heart oprosteli
Under labor nosheyu fun.

But I forgot that I was a farmer,
And now, I tell myself,
Spy idle, I'm not weird eh
Dear me arable land and forests.

As if sorry to someone and someone
As if someone unaccustomed to the homeland,
And with that, climbing over the marsh,
The soul cry lapwing and snipe.

July 12, 1925