Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev. (№ 338085)

Gently-an unprecedented joy
Touched my shoulder,
And now I don't need anything
Neither you nor the happiness you want.
Only one thing would have accepted I'm not arguing -
Quiet, quiet, Golden peace
Yes, twelve thousand feet of sea
Above my broken head.
What to think, how would sweetly indulged
The peace and the eternal roar of tormented,
If only I never lived,
Never sang and loved.