Текст песни Джордж Байрон - Первый поцелуй любви

I sweet deceptions of the novel is not necessary,
Off fiction! In vain souls do not worry!
Oh, give me a ray intoxicated glance
And the first kiss of love bashful!

Poet, singer of the grove and field!
Hurry - Heal your inspiration!
Poems will flood flow on your own,
Only you will taste the love first kiss!

Fear not that Phoebus avert their gaze,
About the help of the Muses do not regret, do not grieve.
What Phoebus muzaget! that Parnassian choruses!
Replace them with the first kiss of love!

I do not want dead creating art!
Oh, hypocritical light, swear, and rejoice!
I'm waiting for inspiration, where escaped feeling
Where to hear first love kiss!

Creating a dream where the cowherd yearn,
Where the alert stage, the meditative jets
Perhaps the prisoners, but the soul does not excite -
Dearer to me than the first kiss of love!

Oh, who says people redeeming
The sin of our forefather, weep and grieve forever!
No! purpose area inaccessible paradise:
It is where there is love first kiss!

Let me blood mercilessly old age cool,
You, the memory of the past, my heart charuy!
And the best will treasure the memory -
He - the first shy kiss of love!

& lt; 23 December 1806 & gt;