Soviet Pushkin

For the coast of the distant motherland

You left here A foreign land;

In that sad and unforgettable moment,

I cried to you for a long time.

I stretched out my cold hands

In vain to keep you,

I groaned and begged not to interrupt

This terrible Beliang's pain.

Yet you moved your lips,

resolutely giving up the painful kiss,

You wanted me to go to another place,

Escape from this dark exile.

You said: "We will meet again later,

Under the eternal blue sky, let us

in the shade of the olive trees, my friend,

A kiss of love again”

But, alas, in that place,

the sky is still shining with blue light,

The shadows of the olive trees spread over the water,

but you sleep quietly forever.

Your beauty and your pain

have all disappeared in the tomb,

the kiss that followed them was over...< /p>

But I wait for it, it follows you...