# Serghey Esenin. Song of Dog

Василий Иванович Панченко

Serghey Esenin. Song of Dog. Песня о собаке. "...покатились глаза собачьизолотыми звездами в снег."

Serghey Esenin


Song of Dog


One morning, in rye's barn,


Which filled with golden mats,


Bitch pupped by seven brown,


By sevenfold red pups.


To evening them she licked,


Brushed hairs by her a tongue.


And snow melted leacked


From her warm grey a stomach.


By sunset, when a chicken,


Get house's roost to sleep,


Went out master frown


With seven pups in sack.


Over deep snow-drift she took,


Where master went, in pass...


But, for a long time shook


Not freezing water's glass.


She hardly backed in barn,


By leacking sweaty sides,


She saw over house moon


Likes one her of the pups.


To blue sky very wept


She saw with whining,


But thin moon slowly slid


In field hid no shining.


In vague voice as from cuff


When stone threw with laugh,


The dog's eyes over slid


Like gold stars in snow-drift.


1915


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Translated by Vasiliy Panchenko,


2012