Текст песни Мария Бунтарская - Элегия - Василий Красов

Do not tell her: you love foolishly
                      Your sorrow is mad sorrow!
                   Do not say that! - difficult to argue,
                      And you can hardly assure her.

                   Not! you have not seen her dumb sufferings
                      Nights without sleep, sobbing in the darkness of the night,
                   You have not experienced love without hope,
                      Do not know you are fatal passion!
                      Oh, how she loved and suffered!
                         What a heart as a gift she carried!

                   What reward awaited!
                   Alas! his soul did not understand her.
                   I saw: poor, pale and silent,
                   She watched the arrival of a pet;
                      Here flashed, fit fearfully -
                      And the mystery died again in the heart!

                   Do not tell her: you love recklessly
                      Your sorrow is mad sorrow!
                   Do not say that! - difficult to argue,
                      And you can hardly assure her!