1. I have left my endeared home,
2. Getting out of my Russia of blue.
3. Little grove by the pond will warm

4. My old mother"s sorrow anew.

5. Like a golden croaker the moon

6. Lies prostrate on the water tranquil.

7. Grizzly hair, like apple-tree bloom,

8. In my father"s beard will spill.

9. I will not come back readily, and

10. Singing blizzard will ring on and on.

11. Maples guard the blue Russian land,

12. Standing there, one-legged, all alone.

13. And I know that it's joyous for those

14. Who've been kissing the rain of the leaves.

15. For the maple and I, we both

16. Are alike, in the head, that is.

1918 Sergey Yesenin