Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev (1886 - 1921 / Russia)
Look at the moon in the midst of
Vastly magnificent sky bed;
Hear the young winds among bamboo;
Feel the air – heavy with fragrance.
Families always are blessed!
While parents rest in the grove,
Drinking green tea, reading poems,
House’s alive with commotion:
Children are busy with homework
Wishing the newborn won’t cry.
If you enjoy this lifestyle,
You will achieve true fulfillment.
Why strive for fame and money
When you believe that your children’s
Life must be longer than yours.
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