It’s fall (autumn) here and it’ beautiful. Russian poet Sergei Esenin (October 3, 1895 – December 27, 1925) has a very beautiful lyric poem about fall – fall of nature and fall of life.
Russian Lyrics and English translation by V. Chetin:
Отговорила роща золотая Березовым, веселым языком, И журавли, печально пролетая, Уж не жалеют больше ни о ком. Кого жалеть? Ведь каждый в мире странник – Стою один среди равнины голой, Не жаль мне лет, растраченных напрасно, Не обгорят рябиновые кисти, И если время, ветром разметая, |
A golden grove has ceased at last its chatter In a merry accent of its birches’ tongue. Afar, a flight of cranes, dejected, flutter, No more lamenting over anyone. Who to lament for? Everyone’s a stranger – I’m all alone amid a barren flatland. I don’t feel sorry for the years, squandered, The rowan berry clusters will not scorch, and And if the time, when sweeping with an airflow, |
Russian Video from Russia
Svet and Kyle
comments always welcome.