Ecstasy of Toxic Venom By Sergey Yesenin
Ecstasy of toxic venom
Do not live among these men,
Do not turn my fun in demon
of pale days. I don't know when
All be gone, and cold of being
squeezes tightly frail core,
All your life and youth and dreaming
are just joke and nothing more.
Please, beware of breathing roses,
Do not touch their bush. It seems
All is wasted, my love poses
nothing like unreal dreams.
1912-1913
P.S. This is my translation of poem by Sergey Yesenin
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