Pushkin has a poem.

To Natalia.

Why can't I say?

I love Margo.

Even I finally had the privilege of knowing,

What kind of bird is Cupid?

Enthusiastic heart was fascinated.

I admit it.-I'm in love, too

A happy era has passed.

I didn't know the burden of love at that time.

I live to sing,

Whether it's a dance or a theater,

Whether in casinos or entertainment clubs,

I fly like a breeze,

At that time, in order to deliberately mock the god of love,

I've been to dear women, too.

Draw a cartoon to show irony,

But I finally fell in love with myself,

Well, I'm crazy myself,

Laughter, comfort-all ignored,

I also launched the Tumen ranks.

I am a sentimental Selaton now.

Seeing the maid of the goddess of comedy,

My beautiful Natalia,

Cupid's arrow went into my heart.

Natalia, I admit,

You captured my heart,

This is the first time I feel shy,

I fell in love with a beautiful woman,

All day, no matter what I do,

Only you haunt my soul,

Night arrival, in an illusory dream,

I saw it, wearing a light-colored dress.

Lovely people seem to be with me.

That shy sweet breath,

That's whiter than snow.

The trembling of the chest,

Those half-open and half-closed eyes,

Quiet night, faint darkness-

All this makes my heart intoxicated.

It's just me and him in the gazebo,

I saw ... pure lily,

I was trembling all over, and I couldn't speak with love. ......

When I woke up ... I only saw it.

Darkness crowded in front of the lonely bed.

I can't help sighing deeply.

The dream of lazy black eyes,

Spread your wings and fly.

My enthusiasm is getting stronger and stronger,

The tortured love stagnates,

Every moment makes me weaker,

My mind is always pursuing something,

What can be pursued-no one can.

Make it clear to this woman

But a lot of cover-ups,

I have to say what I think.

All lovers are willing.

Ask for something they don't know.

Their temperament surprised me,

I'd like to wrap my coat tightly,

Wearing a hero's hat askew,

Just like fremont.

Hold Anuda's soft hand,

Talking about the pain of love,

Tell her she's mine.

I hope you are like Nazola.

Keep me with gentle eyes

Or like a white-haired Oppenheimer

An old man abandoned by fate,

He took a fancy to little Rockina,

Wearing a wig, a cloak, and reckless hot hands,

Stroking soft white breasts,

I'd love to ... but my feet.

Unable to cross the vast sea

As much as I like madness,

But now that I'm separated from you,

I lost all hope,

But who is your gentle Selaton,

Natalia, you don't know.

I still don't understand,

Why doesn't he have any hope,

Natalia, please listen to me.

I am not the king of the palace,

Not Turks, not slaves,

Is a polite person from China.

Is it a rude Yankee?

Such a guess is impossible,

Don't think I'm a German ghost

With a beer bottle in his hand,

Wearing a top hat on his head,

Hand-rolled cigarettes, never leave your mouth;

Don't think I'm a heavy cavalry,

With a spear in his hand and a helmet on his head,

I don't like the roar of the battlefield;

For Adam's sins

My hands won't be heavy.

Knife, gun, sword and halberd.

"Who the hell are you, nagging lover?"

Look at the towering courtyard wall.

There is an eternal lonely shadow;

Please look at the locked doors and windows.

There was a dim light burning there,

Natalia, I'm ... an ascetic.