Stroll Photographer

Nikolay Gumilev

We flew in the alleys of the light,
We flew by the water,
The golden leaves fell down
In the blue and sleepy ponds.
And fads, and dreams and thoughts
She believed me her,
Everything a girl can think of
About still unknown love.
She said: "Yes, love is free,
And in love man is free,
Only then is the heart noble,
That he knows how to fall in love forever."
I looked into her eyes big,
And I saw a pretty face
In the frame, where the trees are golden
With the waters, they merged into one ring.
And I thought: "No, love is not it!
As a fire in the forest, love in destiny,
Because even without an answer
From now on I am doomed to you.