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The Conquistador
Conquistador, set in the iron armor,
I gaily follow the outgoing star,
I go over precipices, harbors
And rest in joyful groves, so far.
Oh, how wild and starless heaven's shelter!
The haze is growing, but, silent, I must wait.
Conquistador, in iron armor set,
I'll find my love, find it sooner or later.
And if the stars are void of midday words,
I shall myself create them for the worlds,
And warmly charm them by the songs of battles.
I am a brother to the gulfs and storms,
But I will plait into my uniforms
A lily -- the blue star of flourishing valleys.
poem
by
Nikolai Stepanovich Gumilev
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