Newly-fallen snow - Yesenin

Food. Quiet. hear chimes
Under the hoof in the snow,
Only the gray crow
Rasshumelis Meadow.

Enchanted by the invisible,
Dozing under the forest of sleep fairy tale,
As if with a white scarf
tie pine.

Ponagnulas, how staryshka,
Operlasya on hook,
And above the makushkoy
Woodpecker hammer a bitch.

horse rides, much space,
It is snowing and spreads shawl.
endless road
Tape runs away.

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Boris Pasternak
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