Works of A. S. Pushkin, Vol. 1: Lyric Poems (1812-1824)

No, I will not
Sigh anymore,
I will forget passion:
Enough of suffering!
Soon the end of sadness
I shall meet.
Ah, is it for you,
Young singer,
That the charm of Helena
Blooms like a rose?...
Let all the people,
Seduced by her,
Chase after the dream
In a crowd.
In a peaceful dwelling,
On the site of the ruins,
In a simple cup
I shall in humility
Draw oblivion,
And for friends
With a nimble hand
I shall move the strings
Of my harp."

In tedious separation
Thus I dreamed,
In sorrow, in torment
I consoled myself;
The image of Helena
Kindled in my heart
I thought to destroy;
The young Chloe a traditional name for a shepherdess in pastoral poetry

Vocabulary: Helena, Chloe, singer, harp.