Sergey Esenin

• Blue and merry land..., by Lyuba Coffey
  Blue and merry land. / My honor is sold for a song. / Wind from the sea, blow quieter — / Do you hear, the nightingale is calling the rose? Do ...
• Land to which blue hues and joy belong..., by Peter Tempest
  Land to which blue hues and joy belong, / I have sold my honour for a song. / Fresh sea wind, more softly, gently blow / Hear, the nightingale c...