Текст песни Лермонтов - Монолог Печорина
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М. Лермонтов, "Герой нашего времени" - Yes, this has been my fate since childhood. Everybody read on my face the signs of bad feelings that were not there; but they were supposed - and they were born. I was modest - I was accused of cunning: I became secretive. I deeply felt good and evil; no one caressed me, everyone insulted me: I became rancorous; I was gloomy - other children are cheerful and talkative; I felt superior to them - they put me lower. I became envious. I was ready to love the whole world - no one understood me: and I learned to hate. My colorless youth passed in the struggle with myself and the light; my best feelings, fearing ridicule, I buried in the depths of my heart: they died there. I spoke the truth - they did not believe me: I began to deceive; Having learned well the light and springs of society, I became skilled in the science of life and saw how others without art were happy, using the gift of those benefits that I so tirelessly sought. And then despair was born in my chest - not that despair that is cured with the barrel of a gun, but cold, powerless despair, covered with courtesy and a good-natured smile. I became a moral cripple: one half of my soul did not exist, it dried up, evaporated, died, I cut it off and abandoned it, while the other moved and lived at everyone's service, and no one noticed this, because no one knew about the existence of the deceased her half; but now you have awakened in me the memory of her, and I read you her epitaph. To many, all epitaphs in general seem ridiculous, but I do not, especially when I remember what lies beneath them. However, I am not asking you to share my opinion: if my trick seems ridiculous to you, please laugh: I warn you that this will not upset me in the least.
M. Lermontov, "A Hero of Our Time"
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