Pskov churches and monasteries

Pskov churches and monasteries, A collection of poetry from Russia, civilian houses, merchant chambers Kiss. A collection of poetry from Russia.

Today I asked the man who changes
Tumans for rubles, one for two,
How should I say to the fair Lala
In Persian softly: "I love you".

Today I asked the money - changer,
In tones as soft as Lake Van`s bliss,
How should I make to the fair Lala
Sweet references to "kiss".

I further asked the money - changer,
Trying my shyness to confine,
How should I say to the fair Lala
The simple phrase that she is "mine".

And he replied to me thus briefly:
Love can't be told in any phrase,
For love one can but sigh in secret,
While loving eyes, like rubbles, blaze.

A kiss has no name you can utter,
On tombs you don't inscribe a kiss.
Like roses red do kisses flutter,
Their petals melting on the lips.

From love no pledge can be demanded,
Both joy and woe came in its trail.
That "you are mine" can whisper only
Hands that have torn away the veil.

Sergey Esenin (1895 - 1925), Russia.

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