Текст песни Николай Гумилев - Много есть людей, что, полюбив

There are many people that, like,
Wise, currently erecting the house,
Near them blessed cornfields
Children carved the herd roam.

And the other - cruel love,
Bitter answers and questions
Mixed with gall, their blood cries out,
Hearing their vicious sting wasp ringing.

A different love, sing,
As they sing, and marvelous triumph,
The fabulous hidden shelter;
But others like the dancing.

How do you like the girl, answer,
What are you toskuesh languor?
Really you can not burn
Privy flame you familiar?

If you could come to me
Lightning Lord slepitelnoy
And now I burn in the fire,
Risen to heaven from hell?