Текст песни Сергей Есенин - Положите меня в русской рубахе под иконами умирать

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I stayed one game :
Fingers in the mouth - and the cheerful whistle.
Swept into disrepute
What I pohabnik and kicker .

Ah! what a ridiculous loss!
Lot in life funny losses.
I feel ashamed that I believed in God .
Bitterly to me that I do not believe now .

Gold, gave far !
All burns worldly MRET .
And I pohabnichal and scandals
To burn brighter .

Gift of the poet - and fondle karyabat ,
Fatal print on it .
Rose white with a black toad
I wanted to marry on earth .

Let not cope , albeit not come true
These thoughts pink days.
But if the devils in the shower nest -
So , the angels live in it.

It is for this joy muti ,
Going with her in a different region ,
I want to at the last minute
Ask those who will be with me -

So for all the sins of my grave ,
For not believing in grace
They put me in a Russian shirt
Under the icons to die.