Николай Гумилев Думы 10

Why did they gather around me, my thoughts, Like thieves in the quiet darkness of the suburbs at night? Like vultures, dark and menacing, Why did they demand harsh revenge? Hope was gone, and my dreams had fled, My eyes were opened in excitement, And I read on the dark tablet My words, deeds, and thoughts. For the fact that I have calm eyes I watched them sailing away to victory, For having hot lips He touched lips that knew no sin., For those hands, those fingers They didn't know the plow, they were too thin, For that song, eternal wanderers, They were only tormented, and the calls were also sad, For all now it is time to vengeance. The deceived, gentle temple of the blind will be destroyed, And the thoughts, thieves in the silence of the suburbs, Like a beggar in the darkness, will be crushed.