Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev. (№ 125186)

I know a woman silence,
Fatigue bitter words
Lives in a mysterious shimmer
Her dilated pupils.
Her soul is open greedily
Only copper and the music of the verse,
Before life, the earthly and welcome,
Arrogant and deaf.
Inaudible and slow,
So strangely smooth step,
It is impossible to call her beautiful,
But all the joy of my heart.
When I want uncompromising
And bold and proud - I go
Learn from the wise sweet pain
In her languor and delirium.
She is light in the hours of languor
And holds lightning in his hand,
And beads her dreams like shadows
The heavenly fiery sand.