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I loved you so: but, my love, being stronger,
Did not completely die out in my soul;
Yet, let it not distress you any longer;
I don’t wish to sadden you at all.
I loved you so speechlessly, hopelessly,
By shyness or by jealousy suppressed;
I loved you so sincerely, so tenderly,
So God allow you love by someone else.
18.10, 2010
Перевод из А. С. Пушкина
© Copyright: Геннадий Сакс, 2010
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