Pushkin's love English poem "I loved you ..."
I love you, maybe I still love you,
This feeling may last for a while. ...
But let my love stop bothering you,
I don't want to cause you any pain.
I loved you; The despair I know,
Jealousy, shyness-though futile-
Created such a gentle and true love
May God grant you to be loved again.
I remember that wonderful moment.
I remember it was a wonderful moment:
You appeared in front of me,
Some of them are like short-lived fantasies,
With angels like pure America.
In the agony of despair,
Make noise in the flashy confusion of life,
Your gentle voice rang in my ear for a long time,
I still see your lovely and beautiful figure in my sleep.
Many years passed, and the storm smiled.
Dispelling the dreams of the past,
So I put your gentle voice behind me,
And your beautiful figure like an angel.
Far away, in the dark life of imprisonment,
My days passed peacefully,
A insincere person has no inspiration for poetry,
Without tears, there is no life, and there is no love.
Now the brain is beginning to regain consciousness:
Then you appeared in front of me,
There was a flash in the pan,
With angels like pure America.
My heart is pounding,
Regain consciousness in all people's hearts,
With sincere people and poetic inspiration,
With life, tears and love.
I remember that wonderful moment,
You appeared in front of me,
Like a flash in the pan,
Like a pure and beautiful elf.
In the torment of despair and sadness,
In the confusion of that noisy and flashy life,
Your gentle voice echoed in my ear for a long time,
I still see your lovely image in my sleep.
Many years have passed and the passion is like a storm.
Dispel past dreams,
So I forgot your gentle voice,
And your beautiful image like a fairy.
In the backcountry, in the dark life of imprisonment,
My days passed quietly,
No one who falls in love, no inspiration for poetry,
No tears, no life, no love.
Now the mind is clear again:
You reappeared in front of me,
Like a flash in the pan,
Like a pure and beautiful fairy.
My heart is beating in ecstasy,
Everything in my heart woke up again,
With people who love each other, inspired by poetry,
With life, tears and love.
I love you. I once loved you.
Alexander Pushkin
I loved you; Maybe I still love you,
The flame, perhaps, did not go out; however
It burns quietly in my soul,
You should stop worrying about it.
I once loved you.
Love,
Maybe it hasn't completely disappeared in my mind;
I hope I won't bother you again;
I don't want to upset you any more.
I love you silently and desperately,
Sometimes too jealous, sometimes too shy.
God bless you to find another person who loves you.
Gentle and sincere like me.
I once loved you in silence and despair,
I put up with shyness,
But also endure the torture of jealousy;
I once loved you so sincerely and tenderly,
God bless you,
Another person will love you as much as I do.
Alexander Pushkin. I love you.
Translation: Babette deutsch.