Sergei Aleksandrovich Esenin, 1895-1925
Goodbye, my friend, goodbye 
My love, you are in my heart.
It was preordained we should part
And be reunited by and by.
Goodbye: no handshake to endure.
Let's have no sadness — furrowed brow.
There's nothing new in dying now
Though living is no newer.
My love, you are in my heart.
It was preordained we should part
And be reunited by and by.
Goodbye: no handshake to endure.
Let's have no sadness — furrowed brow.
There's nothing new in dying now
Though living is no newer.
Notes:
Written in his own blood, and given to a friend the day before he hanged himself, or so it is assumed.
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