俄罗斯爱情诗

Alexander Pushkin
TRAGEDY DEATH OF DUELING
I loved you
If you ever loved somebody, put your hands up!
To A.P. Kern
I remember a wonderful moment As before my eyes you appeared, Like a vision, fleeting(掠 过), momentary, Like a spirit of the purest beauty. In the torture of hopeless melancholy(忧 郁), In the bustle(喧嚣) of the world's noisy hours, That voice rang out so tenderly, I dreamed of that lovely face of yours.
The years flew quickly. The storm‘s blast Scattered(分散) the dreams of former times, And I forgot your tender voice, And the features of your heavenly face.
Have a look at it!
Я вас любил: любовь еще, быть может, В душе моей угасла не совсем; Но Baidu Nhomakorabeaусть она вас больше не тревожит; Я не хочу печалить вас ничем. Я вас любил безмолвно, безнадежно, То робостью, то ревностью томим; Я вас любил так искренно, так нежно
In remoteness, in gloomy isolation(忧郁的 孤立), My days dragged quietly, nothing was new, No godlike face, no inspiration, No tears, no life, no love, no you.
Then to my soul an awakening came, And there again your face appeared, Like a vision, fleeting, momentary, Like a spirit of the purest beauty.
And my heart beat with a rapture(狂喜) new, And for its sake(理由) arose again A godlike face, an inspiration, And life, and tears, and love, and you