Sergei Aleksandro Esenin

1895-1925 / Russia

Goodbye, My Friend, Goodbye

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.
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