I have outlived my desires

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by Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837)

Translation © by Jennifer Gliere

Элегия

(Sung text for setting by N. Medtner)

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Language: Russian (Русский)

Our translations: ENG ENG

Я пережил свои желанья,
Я разлюбил свои мечты;
Остались мне одни страданья,
Плоды сердечной пустоты.

Под бурями судьбы жестокой
Увял цветущий мой венец,
Живу печально, одинокой
И жду: придёт ли мой конец?

Так, поздним хладом поражённый,
Как слышен зимней бури свист,
Один на ветке обнажённой
Трепещет запоздалый лист.

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Nikolai Karlovich Medtner

Text Authorship:

by Aleksandr Sergeyevich Pushkin (1799 - 1837), 1821, first published 1823

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ENG English (A. D. P. Briggs) , "I have outlived my aspirations", copyright ©, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
ENG English (Jennifer Gliere) , copyright © 2017, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

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Elegy

(Sung text translation for setting by N. Medtner)

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Language: English after the Russian (Русский)

I have outlived my desires,
I have outloved my dreams,
All I have now are my sufferings,
The fruits of intimate emptiness.
 
Through the severe storms of fate,
my crown has faded,
I live in sadness, alone,
and I wait: when will my end come?
 
So, late and defeated,
as the winter storm whistles aloud,
Single and alone on a bare branch
the last leaf trembles.

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