Memória do meu bem, cortado em flor

Memória do meu bem, cortado em flores,
Por ordem de meus tristes e maus fados
Deixai-me descansar com meus cuidados
Nesta inquietação dos meus amores.
Basta-me o mal presente, e os temores
Dos sucessos que espero infortunados
Sem que venham, de novo, bens passados
Afrontar meu repouso com suas dores.
Perdi numa hora tudo quanto em termos
Tão vagarosos e largos, alcancei;
Deixai-me, com as lembranças desta glória
Cumpre-se e acaba a vida nestes ermos
Porque neles com meu mal acabarei
Mil vidas não, uma só - dura memória!...

Wyniki (angielski) 1:

My memory well, cut flowers,By order of my sad and bad fatesLet me rest with my careThis restlessness of my loves.Just me evil, and fearsThe successes that I hope unfortunateWithout that come, again, passedAddressing my home with their pain.Lost in an hour all in termsSo slow and wide, reached;Let me, with the memories of this gloryMeets and ends life in these wildsBecause in them with my evil will end1000 lives, one-memory hard! ...

Wyniki (angielski) 2:

Memory honey, cut flowers,
by order of my sad and bad fates
Let me rest with my care
this restlessness of my loves.
Just me evil present, and fears
Of the successes that I hope unfortunates
Without them come from new, past goods
Confronting my home with their pain.
I lost an hour everything in terms
So slow and wide, reached;
Let me, with the memories of this glory
is fulfilled and ends the life in these solitudes
because in them with my evil will finish
Mil lives not one - hard memory ...!

Wyniki (angielski) 3:

The memory of my right, cut flowers.By order of my sad and bad fadosLet me rest with my careThis concern of my love.Just the present evil, and fearsThe successes that I hope the unfortunateWithout that come, again, the goods passedTake my rest with their pain.Lost in time everything in accordance withSo slow and large, reached;Let me, with your memories of the gloryYou do it and finish the life in the wildernessBecause of my bad IA thousand lives, a hard memory! ...