Adieu, my friend! Adieu!
You are in my briest. I tell you:
We are apart by destiny in vain:
It just means: we will meet again.
Adieu! Without hand and words.
Don't be sad, don't bend the brows!
It's not new to die on' Earth,
But it is not newer to live, of course.
Перевод стихотворения Сергея Есенина
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