Текст песни Сергей Есенин, сам - Мир таинственный, мир мой древний

Mysterious world , the world is my oldest ,
You , as the wind calmed down and sat down .
That squeezed the neck village
Stone hands highway.

So frightened in the snow whitened
I sweep out sounding horror ...
Hello you, my black death ,
I go out to meet you !

City , town, are you in a brutal fight
He dubbed us as carrion and filth .
Curdling field melancholy ox-eyed ,
Telegraph poles choking .

Sinewy muscles in the neck of the devil
And it is easy to cast iron causeway .
Well, what ! After all, we are not the first time
And loose and disappear .