, misha troynik is my student, so this is wonderful, vanya dobronravov plays a wonderful role there,her, and so on , the performance begins, poems, the departure of you and me, i remember, dad is still young, i remember the departure, some training camps, and the editor, dashing, curled, horse, carriage, whip and springs, i remember, mother is still young, smiling at our neighbors, and somewhere we are going, where, and somewhere, for some reason we are going, the forged horse clicks loudly, and the cobblestones in some passage, the domes are fading, fire, candles are lit, constellations, father is young, and mother is young, the horse is hot and the carriage is winged, and we are going to god knows where, we are all going and going somewhere, inside i am reading yesenin’s favorite poem, it is the penultimate one, in the twenty-fifth year, the wind is whistling, a silver wind, in the shoyelka... rustling snow noise, in the first since i noticed it in myself, i have never thought so before, even though there is rotten dampness outside the window, i don’t regret it, and i’m not sad , i