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Русская литератураРусская поэзияВсе Стихи Александра ПушкинаУстаревшие русские слова и их значение
Littérature RussePoésie RussePoèmes d’Alexandre Pouchkine – Mots russes obsolètes et leur signification
Russian LiteratureRussian PoetryPoems by Alexander Pushkin – Obsolete Russian Words and their meaning

< < < Cerisier (Ru/Fr) / Cherry Tree (Ru/Eng) / Вишня (Рус/Анг.) / (Рус/ Фра.)
Heureux celui qui est choisi volontairement (Ru/Fr) / Happy is the one, who is chosen willfully (Ru/Eng) / Счастлив, кто избран своенравно (Рус/Анг.) / (Рус/ Фра.) > > >



Short analysis of the poem “Confession” by Alexander Pushkin

Alexander Pushkin wrote the poem “Confession” in 1826 for Alexandra, the adopted daughter of P. Osipova but he never gave her the poem and it was not published during his lifetime.

Pushkin often fell in love and sometimes, he had to suffer from unrequited love which is what he describes in this poem. In “Confession”, the poet undestands the hopelessness of his love, describing his feelings as “unhappy stupidity”

But he also realized that he had fallen in love and compare it to a disease while admitting that his physical and mental state depends of the object of his love and that even the sound of her footsteps makes him lose his mind.

By describing her ordinary everyday activities, Alexander Pushkin shows up that they are important to him, and he is happy by simply watching her. , Last he asked her to pretend to love him which will be easy because “he, himself is happy to be deceived”

Painting “Autumn” by Alexei Kondratyevich Savrasov

Autumn by Alexey Savrasov 1871
Autumn by Alexey Savrasov 1871

Translation of the poem “Confession” by Alexander Pushkin in English with English and Russian side by side


Александр Пушкин — ПризнаниеConfession by Alexander Pushkin
Translated by Akirill.com
10/02/2023
Я вас люблю, — хоть я бешусь,I love you, even though I am mad,
Хоть это труд и стыд напрасный,Even though this is labor and shame in vain,
И в этой глупости несчастнойAnd this unfortunate stupidity
У ваших ног я признаюсь!at your feet I confess!
Мне не к лицу и не по летам…It doesn’t suit me and it doesn’t suit my years…
Пора, пора мне быть умней!Still, it’s time for me to be smarter!
Но узнаю по всем приметамBut I recognize by all the signs
Болезнь любви в душе моей:The disease of love in my soul:
Без вас мне скучно, — я зеваю;I’m bored without you, I yawn;
При вас мне грустно, — я терплю;I feel sad in front of you – I endure;
И, мочи нет, сказать желаю,And, I dare not but I wish to say,
Мой ангел, как я вас люблю!My angel, how I love you!
Когда я слышу из гостинойWhen I hear from the living room
Ваш легкий шаг, иль платья шум,Your light step, or the noise of your dress,
Иль голос девственный, невинный,Or your virginal, innocent voice,
Я вдруг теряю весь свой ум.I suddenly lose my whole mind.
Вы улыбнетесь, — мне отрада;You smile – it’s a joy to me;
Вы отвернетесь, — мне тоска;You turn away, that makes me sad;
За день мучения — наградаFor a day of torment, a reward
Мне ваша бледная рука.I want your pale hand.
Когда за пяльцами прилежноWhen you are diligently behind the embroidery frame
Сидите вы, склонясь небрежно,You are sitting, leaning casually,
Глаза и кудри опустя, —Eyes and curls lowered, –
Я в умиленье, молча, нежноI am moved, silently, tenderly
Любуюсь вами, как дитя!..Admiring you like a child!..
Сказать ли вам мое несчастье,Should I tell you my misfortune,
Мою ревнивую печаль,My jealous sadness,
Когда гулять, порой, в ненастье,When to walk, sometimes, in bad weather,
Вы собираетеся вдаль?Are you leaving?
И ваши слезы в одиночку,And your tears alone,
И речи в уголку вдвоем,And the speeches together in a corner,
И путешествия в Опочку,And the travel to Opochka,
И фортепьяно вечерком?..And the piano in the evening?..
Алина! сжальтесь надо мною.Alina! have pity on me.
Не смею требовать любви.I don’t dare demand love.
Быть может, за грехи мои,Perhaps, for my sins,
Мой ангел, я любви не стою!My angel, I am not worth love!
Но притворитесь! Этот взглядBut pretend! This look
Все может выразить так чудно!Can express everything so wonderfully!
Ах, обмануть меня не трудно!..Ah, it’s not difficult to deceive me!..
Я сам обманываться рад!I’m glad to be deceived myself!

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< < < Cerisier (Ru/Fr) / Cherry Tree (Ru/Eng) / Вишня (Рус/Анг.) / (Рус/ Фра.)
Heureux celui qui est choisi volontairement (Ru/Fr) / Happy is the one, who is chosen willfully (Ru/Eng) / Счастлив, кто избран своенравно (Рус/Анг.) / (Рус/ Фра.) > > >


Русская литератураРусская поэзияВсе Стихи Александра ПушкинаУстаревшие русские слова и их значение
Littérature RussePoésie RussePoèmes d’Alexandre Pouchkine – Mots russes obsolètes et leur signification
Russian LiteratureRussian PoetryPoems by Alexander Pushkin – Obsolete Russian Words and their meaning



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