Текст песни Фет Афанасий - Старые письма

It has long been forgotten, under a light layer of dust,
Features cherished, you are again in front of me
And in the hour of anguish instantly resurrected
All that has long ago lost soul.

Gorea fire shame, again met the eyes
One credulity, hope and love,
And sincere words faded patterns
From my heart to the palms of their hands being driven blood.

I you tried, witnesses silent
Spring of my soul and gloomy winter.
You are the same bright, holy, young,
How that terrible hour, when we said goodbye.

And I trusted the treacherous sound -
As if there is love in the world for something! -
I boldly pushed wrote you a hand,
I condemned themselves to eternal separation
And with the cold in his chest set off on a long journey.

Why, with his old smile Affection
Whisper me about love, look into my eyes?
Soul does not raise his voice, and all the forgiveness,
Do not wash these lines and the stinging tears.