Текст песни Печёрин - Монолог

Everyone was read on my face signs of bad properties that were not; But they
They assumed - and they were born. I was modest - I was accused of a villain: I became
hidden. I deeply felt good and evil; Nobody caressed me, everyone was insulted: I
became malpamyenin; I was a sullen - other children of cheerful and boltles; I felt above
them, - I was put below. I became envious. I was ready to love the whole world - me
No one understood: and I learned to hate. My colorless youth proceeded in the fight
with them and light; My best feelings, afraid of ridicule, I buried in the depths of my heart: they
There and died. I told the truth - I did not believe me: I began to deceive; Learning well light
and springs of society, I became skilled in the science of life and saw others without art
Happy, taking advantage of the gift of those benefits, which I so tirelessly achieved. And then
In my chest, my despair was born - not the despair, which is treated the shower of a gun, but
Cold, powerless despair, covered by courtesiest and good-natured smile. I
Mathematical crippled was taken: one half of my soul did not exist, it dried
evaporated, died, I cut it off and threw, - whereas another moved and lived to
the services of each, and no one noticed that, because no one knew about the existence
Her dead half