Текст песни А.С. Пушкин - Мой друг, забыты мной следы минувших лет

My friend, forgotten me traces of the past years
And mladosti during my rebellious.
Do not ask me about what is no more,
What has been given to me in sorrow and pleasure,
       I loved that changed me.
Let me eat the joy is not complete;
But you're innocent! You were born to be happy.
Blithely believe him catch the flying moment:
Your soul is alive for friendship, love,
       For kisses voluptuousness;
Your soul is pure; gloom alien to her;
Clear as the bright day, infant conscience.
What do you listen to the madness and passion
      Not an interesting story?
It is your quiet mind involuntarily troubled;
You will shed tears, you heart sodrogneshsya;
Trusting soul carelessness fly away,
And you are my love ... perhaps uzhasneshsya.
Maybe forever ... No, my dear,
I'm afraid to lose their last pleasures.
Do not ask me dangerous revelations:
Today I love, I'm happy today.