• Язык:
    Немецкий (Deutsch)
Источник:
  • Nicolai Gumiljov. Ausgewählte Gedichte. Oberbaum Verlag GmbH. 1988.

Sonett

Сонет

Ja, ich bin krank. Mein Herz ein Nebel deckt.
Wie öd', was ich an Menschenwort erfahren.
Mir träumt ein Diamant auf Königshaaren,
ein breiter Dolch, von Blute ganz befleckt.

Das Bild des Ahnen wird in mir geweckt.
Er hat die schrägen Augen des Tataren,
und von den wilden Blicken des Barbaren
bin durch Äonen hin ich angesteckt.

Ich schmachte stumm. Es rücken fort die Wände:
Ein Meer voll weißem Schaum wogt ohne Ende,
und den Granit färbt Abendsonne rot.

Und blaue Kuppeln einer Stadt erglühen,
und Sträucher von Jasmin in ihr erfühen.
Dort kämpften wir… Ach ja! Und ich bin tot.


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