The wish
by Alexander Puskin
I shed tears my tears--my consolation
and I am silent my murmur is dead
my soul
sunk in a depression's shade
hides in its depths the bitter exultation
I don't deploy my passing dream of life--
vanish in dark the empty apparition!
I care only for my love's infliction
and let me die
but only die in love!
Wish
Pushkin
Crying silently,
Tears are the only comfort,
p>
A promise of eternal love is a dream,
My heart is sad and hesitant,
All the sad things in the world,
I want to put it aside, < /p>
I only grieve for love,
I die only for love.