I loved you

I loved you: perhaps my love's still here
In soul of mine not absolutely died away;
But let it any more does not you care;
I do not want to sorrow you again.
I loved you silently, hopelessly as a mental,
I burned my heart and keep me lovesick rather;
I loved you heartily and loved so gentle,
As give the God to you be loved another.
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it's my translated version from Alex Pushkin