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I loved you and this love by chance, Inside my soul has never fully vanished; No longer shall it ever make you tense; I wouldn't want to sadden you with anguish.
I loved you speechlessly and wildly, By modesty and jealousy was stressed; I loved you so sincerely and so mildly, As, God permit, may love you someone else.
(Translation to English by Mikhail Kneller)
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