Author of quotes: Adam Mickiewicz. Page 1

For the first time becoming a slave, I swear, I'm glad slavery.
All thoughts about you, but thoughts no hesitation,
All heart for you, but the heart no suffering,
I look in your eyes and joyful my opinion.

I'm thinking aloud, one wandering without purpose,
Among the people - silent Il confused words.
I stuffy, painful head is spinning.
All the whispering around: whether he is healthy, the mind?
In agony the hours of daylight flying.
But that night came to come into its own.
Throw it in the bed, half-dead soul.
Want to forget the dream, but stuffy and in bed.
And I, jumping running, blood bubbling poison.
Sarcastic speech in my mind ready.
You cruel, my words razyat,
But I saw you on the lips no word
Standing like a stone, enveloped in tranquility!
And tomorrow, again burn and turn frosty again.

Unhappy, who, loving, devoid of reciprocity,
Unhappy are those whose Breasts emptiness gnawing
But all the more unhappy is he who cannot love
And memory keeps love last dream.

In the crown of the crimson clouds from the East the sun rose,
The moon in the West, sad and pale,
Violet leans, dew Laden,
And rose from dawn blush blazed.

You artlessly! Neither in speech, nor in the sight
There is no falsehood. You heart involve not beauty,
But each sweet is your voice, your face,
Queen you look in a shepherd's headdress.

Don't worry, honey, open my heart safely,
Since my heart responded to it.
Let the people against us, let the sky so ordered,
And secretly, without hope, destined to love me,
Let another will give life to you completely,
Your soul with my betrothed for a long time.

Barely sang you - I was paralyzed
And spread the soul, forgetting earthly woes,
As if an angel sang, and the blue space
The salvation proclaimed to us the pendulum of time.

Barely was you - I was attracted to you.
The familiar eyes were looking for I'm in a strange gaze.
You broke out in response - so, rejoicing in Aurora
Suddenly the lights opened Bud.

My pet, surrendering to the fun
Flooded, like a bird, the silver trill
As the bird begins to Twitter to babble
So cute will begin to babble-Twitter
Even breathing I am afraid to break
Harmony sweet virgin words
The whole day, and all my life I'm ready
Beautiful to listen and listen and listen.

When migratory birds rushing swirls
From winter storms and groan in the sky,
Don't judge them, mate! In the spring the birds will return
Their familiar path to the desired side.

Pulled the hand we are in a different given,
To different our minds were thinking,
Saw apart and apart we suffered,
What are we, dear, have you joined?

People without faith - that beasts.
More than mind, more than the eye,
I believe the feeling and the faith.

People are all the rage breathe
Bitterly cry - hurt,
I speak not hear,
See, and people don't see.

Oh, heart, amstradam as this meadow had faded.
Fire excellent feelings you harbored,
When I was young and love was you.
Though their fault it was the criminal,
Though many suffered, belonging to others,
Do not neglect it - after all, you owned it.