One of the most powerful poems by the russian poet Sergei Yesenin [subtitles] скачать в хорошем качестве

One of the most powerful poems by the russian poet Sergei Yesenin [subtitles]

Poem: Never have I felt so weary Author: Sergey Yesenin Read by: Anatoly Suprunyuk Text of the poem: Never have I felt so weary In this slush and wintry gray — Ryazan skies in dreams grew near me, And my reckless, wasted way. Many women gave affection, I returned it more than once — Was it not that dark obsession Made me turn to wine at once? Drunken nights — a stream unending, Wild despair, not something new... Is it why my gaze is bending, Like a worm through leaves of blue? I don't ache from love's betrayal, Nor do triumphs bring me cheer — Golden hair, once bright and frail, Turns to ash and disappears. Ashes fall in streams and rivers As the autumn mists descend. No regret for time that withers — Nothing do I wish to mend. I am tired of aimless grieving, And with some strange smile I wear, In this lightened frame I'm leaving Dead men’s peace and silent air. Now it’s easy — dull and squalid — To crawl from dive to dive each night, Like a straitjacket we’ve solid- Caged the woods in walls of blight. And in me, by the same condition, Rage and fervor fade and yield — Still, I bow in recognition To the fields I loved, the field. To the lands where once I tumbled, Played in grass beneath the skies — To the sparrows and crows that grumbled, And the owl with tearful cries. I call out through spring’s blue distance: "Little birds, in trembling flight, Tell them all of my resistance — Let the wind now take my fight, Thrash the rye with fists of night."