I do not regret, I do not cry, I do not pay (S. Yesenin)
(loss) -1p
1. I do not regret, I do not call, I do not cry, Everything will pass like smoke from white apple trees. Wilted gold covered, | | I will not be more young ....... | 2p
2. You're not going to fight that much now, Heart, touched by cold. | And the country of birch chintz ..... | | Do not lure barefoot. | 2p
3. All of us, we are all perishable in this world, Quiet pours from the maple leaves ... | Be thou blessed forever, | What has come to grow and die. | 2p
4. I now have become more stingier in desires, My life? Or did you dream to me? As if I'm a spring ruffle | | I rode on a pink horse ......... | 2p
5. The Spirit is a vagrant, you are less and less, less often You stir the heart sadness, | You are my lost tenderness, | | | You are my lost passion! .. | 2p