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Печенкин Дмитрий
9 класс
МБОУ "СОШ №135"
г.Красноярск, Красноярский край
учитель английского языка Чеснокова Александра Викторовна
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At the grave Esenin
Delightful wind spring!
At Vagankovo - poor’s drink.
Here Sergey buried Esenin,
On grave to I go.
I go between crosses and gravestone,
By crypts and dusty fence.
I go - and I don’t know grief.
As the living- poet I happy.
He stands in simple Russian shirt,
View deep sadly froze.
As if warrior, once fearless,
Conciliatory hands folded...
As if inmate, dreaming about will,
Finally she found,
And in freedom yourself recording,
Sound forever yours wept.
Stand near at blue fence,
See at him, be quiet...
Heavily be poet earnest,
And you cannot be poet little.
And you cannot be cautious heart,
Because line in him, as splitting sword!
Be poet - love, means, from childhood
Unmatched Russian talking...
Be poet - can in alone
Bring to people beauty!
Even soul cold winter night
On your thirty the first year...
I time. Full light sorrow
I'm gone, because back more soon.
Finally I will say on goodbye:
"Good-bye, Esenin Sergey..."
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