Текст песни Никлай Гумилёв - Сонет

Sonnet

I'm sick right : at the heart of the fog ,
I'm bored everyone , and people , and stories
I dream of royal diamonds
And all the blood a scimitar .

I fancied (and this is not a hoax )
My ancestor was a cross-eyed Tatar ,
Ferocious Hun ... I breath of contagion ,
A century has come down , was overcome .

I shut up, straitened and receding walls -
That's the whole ocean in pieces of white foam ,
The setting sun bathed the granite ,

And the city with blue domes ,
With blooming jasmine gardens ,
We fought there ... Ah, yes ! I was killed .

( Nikolai Gumilyov , about 1911 )