Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev. (№ 367111)

Build a tower falls,
Will be a terrible swift years,
And on the bottom of the world well
It is the madness of their curse.
Deplete will be crushed,
Tilted fragments of plates,
And, the all-seeing God forsaken
It is about the agony of his scream.
And gone is the night of the cave
Or the quiet backwaters of the river
Meet ferocious Panther
Terrifying pupils.
Will escape from a bloody share,
That dedicated earth to the firmament.
But shut up, the incomparable right
To choose his own death.