The burned letter br br By Alexander Pushkin br br br Farewell, my letter! Farewell: She said... br How long I hesitated! How long br My hand br Rejected burning all my pleasures br In one time! .. br But here's the moment! Let's love letters br Be fired. br I'm ready; nothing is accepted by br My soul. br And greedy flame is all the pages br Devouring... br A minute! .. Flashed! Flared - a smoke br Twisting, br And disappearing with my pray br Sencere. br And stamp of ring on sealing wax is lost br Forever. br Oh foresight! That's the end! The pages are br Curtailed; br On light dark ash the sacred features br Grow whiter... br My breast was clutched. The lovely ash, br Delightful br In former days, in cheerless fate, br Please, stay here br For centuries and on my chest, br In sadness...