Текст песни А.С.Пушкин - Безумных лет угасшее веселье...

ELEGY

Mad years extinct fun
I find it difficult , as a vague hangover.
But , like wine - the sadness of past days
In my soul older than , the stronger .
My way is sad . Promises labor and sorrow
Coming fermented sea.

But I do not want for others, to die ;
I want to live , to think and suffer ;
And the time I will be delight
Between sorrows , worries and troubles :
Sometimes again harmony upyus ,
Tears over a fiction ,
And it may be - in my sad sunset
Flash love smile farewell .
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