Farewell, My Dear Friend, Farewell*
by Sergei Yesenin
Farewell, my dear friend, farewell,
Within my heart you’ll stay,
And as we part, I can foretell
That we shall meet some day.
Without a hand or a word, good-bye,
Don’t mourn for me or grieve--
For it’s not new for us to die,
Not newer still, to live.
--translated by Alexander Shaumyan
*NOTE: This poem was written by Yesenin in his own blood
on the night of his suicide.
Copyright © 2005 by Alexander Shaumyan