Nikolay Gumilyov
He whispers “Wilful,
Why are you so sad?
Do you miss your former life,
Keeping back this fact?
That’ll do! Is splashing
Of gloomy, choppy seas
Worth the shortest meeting
With your beloved Miss?
Is the expanse of heaven able
To exonerate your heart
Just like your Miss is capable
Of giving the glad eye to you? But...
You are free to give way to great ire
If talking is not her desire,
But the vassal will be ashamed and mean
If he forsakes his own Queen.”
So every day, and silent night,
And even every morn
The silver – tongued brother
Stands up for his sister alone.
(translated by Julia Ryasanova)