Farewell, my friend. Please, let me go.
With the heart, you're beating in my chest.
We are parting now, and we know —
It's for good. One day we'll find it best.
Farewell, my friend — no shaking hands, no crying.
Do not sadden your eyebrows too much.
There's nothing new about dying
In this life. Let alone this life as such.
До свиданья, друг мой, до свиданья.
Милый мой, ты у меня в груди.
Предназначенное расставанье
Обещает встречу впереди.
До свиданья, друг мой, без руки, без слова,
Не грусти и не печаль бровей, —
В этой жизни умирать не ново,
Но и жить, конечно, не новей.
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