"Desire, desire... but what's the point if the heart only bleeds, only bleeds, and the years, the most beautiful, run away! To love - but who? What's the point of loving for a while? And it's impossible forever.
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Author
Mihail Jurjevics LermontovAll Translations
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English
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Desire, desire... but what's the point if the heart only bleeds, only bleeds, and the years, the most beautiful, run away! To love - but who? What's the point of loving for a while? And it's impossible forever.
"Hungarian
"Vágy, vágy... de mit ér, ha a szív csak eped, csak eped, s elfutnak az évek, a leggyönyörűbbek! Szeretni - de kit? Kis időre szeretni mit ér? Örökre pedig lehetetlen."