Sergey Esenin
For a reason winds blowed...

For a reason winds blowed,
For a reason it was storm.
Quiet light has been endowed
To my eyes by secret form.

I was sad by someone’s vernal
Tenderness in dark blue haze.
It’s because of the eternal
Undiscovered dwelling place.

Silent milk’ness does not worry,
Stellar fear does not fright.
I loved universe and glory
Like parental firelight.

All in them have holy flashes,
All uneases are like rays.
Sunset’s scarlet poppy splashes
On lacustrine glass’s space.

And unwittingly my soul
Wants to show a certain scene:
Sky which gave birth to a bull
Licking its red-coloured skin.

Translated by Alexander Asselborn