To Chaadaev, by Andrey Kneller The lies of fame and love’s resolve /
Have vanished now without a trace, /
Our youthful passions have dissolved /
As though a dream or morning h...
To Chaadaev, by Dimitri Derkatch Of love, of hope, of quiet glory /
Not long I nursed the self-deceit, /
Vanished are adolescent dallies /
Like a dream, like the morning mist; /...
To Chaadayev, by Babette Deutsch Not long we basked in the illusion /
Of love, of hope, of quiet fame; /
Like morning mists, a dream's delusion, /
Youth's pastimes vanished as t...
To Chaadayev, by Irina Zheleznova Not long did youth's vain hopes delude us, /
Its dreams of love and prideful fame. /
They briefly, fleetingly pursued us, /
Then passed like mis...
in portuguese
Alexandre Pushkin (português)
A Tchaadáev, José Casado Amor, glória quieta e esperança /
Foram nossa breve ilusão; /
Passou dessa quadra a folgança: /
Sono, matinal cerração. /
Mas arde em nós inda...
