S. Esenin \ D. Chetin, O Blessed Virgin \ Есенин, О матерь Божья

Music (Mood For The Day) : composed and performed by Daniel Chetin (2011) Poetry: O Blessed Virgin... - Sergei Yesenin (1917); Smelling of sweat, sooty parcel of earth... - Sergei Yesenin (1914) СБЕР 2202 2004 6720 0554 Raiffeisen 2200 3001 0231 3945 ВТБ 4893 4704 7830 6001 СПАСИБО!!! THANK YOU!!! __________________ O Blessed Virgin, Descend by a star In a yonder gorge in A roadless part. Spill Luna’s hair out, Like liniment, On a rustic manger Of my home land. Nighttime is long-drawn. Your son’s therein. Drop dawn on top of Ultramarine. Deck hills and dales in Your smile of bliss, Hang up by a cradle The sun on twigs. And, praising daybreak, May there arise The holly babe of Earth’s paradise. *** Smelling of sweat, sooty parcel of earth, How not to love you, how not to nurse? Out by the lake, on a blue brushwood mole, Grace of the evening makes up to the soul. Tents, like gray sackings, are scattered about; Sloshing, by reeds, is being tonelessly lulled. Tripods are gored by the red of the fires, Brushwood is wrinkling the moon’s eaves of white. Quietly squatting, in spots of the dawn, Mowers are glued to the tales of the old. Somewhere away, on a far river turn Fishers are singing a somnolent song. Tin-like is bleary gloss of the plain... Sorrowful song, you’re an old Russian pain.