Darted fire blue - Yesenin

Darted fire blue,
Forgetting birthmarks given.
The first time I sang about love,
For the first time I give up.

I was all - as a neglected garden,
He was an avid women and zelie.
Lose one's attraction to drink and dance
And lose their lives without looking back.

I would just look at you,
Seeing eye gold-brown slough,
And that, the past is not loving,
You could not get away to another.

The pace of the tender, light condition,
If you know the heart of persistent,
How can love bully,
How can he be submissive.

I'd forgotten forever taverns
And to write poems thrown,
If you let your hands
And your hair color in autumn.

I would follow you forever
Though in their, though given the wrong ...
The first time I sang about love,
For the first time I give up.

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Vladimir Mayakovsky
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