Looking for Pushkin's English Poem To Kane

I remember the wonderful flash of Kane Pushkin: presenting you in front of me, there is a fleeting fantasy, and there is an angel as pure and beautiful. In that hopeless and sad suffering, in that noisy and flashy life confusion, your gentle voice echoed in my ear for a long time, and I also saw your lovely beautiful image in my sleep. Many years have passed, and the smile of the storm dispelled the dreams of the past, so I left your gentle voice and your angelic beautiful figure behind me. In a remote place, in the gloomy life of imprisonment, my days have dissipated peacefully. Sincere people have no inspiration for poetry, no tears, no life and no love. Now my mind is clear, and then you appear in front of me, with a fleeting illusion and a pure and beautiful angel. My heart is pounding, everything in my heart wakes up, and I have sincere people, inspiration for poetry, life, tears and love.