In the country, where I forgot the anxiety of previous years,
Where dust Ovid deserted my neighbor,
Where is the glory for me the concern of small,
You missing my soul weary.
Enemy restrictive conditions and shackles,
It was not difficult for me to break the habit of peers,
Where idle mind shines, while the heart is dormant,
And the truth passionate embraces propriety hlad.
Leaving the noisy circle of young madmen,
In my exile, I have not regretted their;
Sighing, I left another error,
I curse my enemies betrayed oblivion,
AND, network tearing, where I fought in captivity,
To eat the hearts of a new silence.
In the privacy of my wayward genius
Learned and quiet work, and thirst reflection.
I own my day; with the order of a friend of mind;
I am learning to hold the attention of many thoughts:
Seeking to reward in the arms of freedom
Rebellious Mladost lost years
And in education to become a century narovne.
goddess of peace, again came to me Muses
And independent smiled into leisure;
Harp thrown my lips touched;
Vintage sound has pleased me - and again
I sing my dreams, nature and love,
And true friendship, and cute objects,
Fascinates me in the infant years,
In days, when, I do not know anyone else,
Not knowing any worries, our goals, no system,
I'm singing was read haven of fun and laziness
And Tsarskoe Selo hranitelnye canopy.
But no friendship with me. Sad I see
Blue alien heaven, poldnevnыe end;
neither muse, any works, no joy of leisure -
Nothing can replace only friend.
You were the healer of my mental strength;
On a constant friend, I have devoted to you
And a short century, I have to try their luck,
And feelings - can be saved thee!
You know my heart is young days in color;
You've seen, then how in the excitement of passion
I secretly pined, weary sufferer;
At the moment of death over the abyss lurking
You supported me waking hand;
You friend has replaced hope and peace;
In the depths of the soul penetrating strict eye,
You quicken its board il reproach;
Your fire ignited in a high love;
Patience bold in me is reborn;
Oh, the voice of slander could not hurt me,
He knew how I despise, knowing how to hate.
What need was me in the grand court
noble slave, unlearned <при> stars,
or philosopher, that is still flying
Debauchery astonished four parts of the world,
But skylight itself, to make amends for their shame:
Otvyknul wine and became a thief Card?
She Luzhniki, nobody notice,
I was a little annoyed his harmless barking
Eh I had to complain about Sects tricksy,
About LEPETANI dam, Zoilus and fools
And gossip disassemble playful venture,
When I could be proud of her friendship thy?
Thank the gods: I preshel gloomy path;
Early Sorrows my afflicted breast;
By the sorrows I'm used to, raschelsya I with Fate
And life bear stoic soul.
One wish: Abide thou with me!
Heavens I did not and suffered another prayer.
Oh you soon, my friend, comes the separation period?
When we join hands and words of love?
When I hear your heart hello?…
How to hug you! I see account,
Where have you always wise, and sometimes a dreamer
And windy crowd dispassionate observer.
Attending, I will come again, my sweet homebody,
With you remember the conversation the former years,
Mladen pm, prophetic controversy,
Friends of the dead live conversations;
bet, Reread, dishes, collected,
Freedom-loving hopes revive,
And I'll be happy; but only, for god's sake,
Goni You shaping-machine on our doorstep.
