The   wish
   
by Alexander Puskin

I shed tears  my tears--my consolation
and I am silent  my murmur is dead
my soul ,sunk in a depression's shade
hides in its depths the bitter exultation

I don't deplore my passing dream of life--
vanish in dark the empty apparition!
I care only for my love's infliction
and let me die, but only die in love!