·Explanation of Gumilev's poem "Little Elephant"

"Baby Elephant"

My love for you at this moment is like a baby elephant,

It was born in Berlin or Paris

It stomped its soles as soft as cotton

Wandering in the Beast King's house.

You can’t feed this baby elephant French white bread.

You can’t feed it cabbage or cabbage -

It can eat it. Oranges, but only a small piece,

a piece of sugar or a little candy.

Oh, dear, don’t cry, don’t say anything

It has become the laughing stock of the ordinary people in the narrow cage,

Smokers put it in its nose Blowing smoke rings

The coachman's prank made the frivolous woman laugh.

Dear, don’t think that one day,

it will get angry and break free from its chains

and run into the street, like a car,

Crush the screaming people into powder.

No, you'd better imagine it like this

A peacock's feathers covered in jewels and bathed in the morning light

Just like the great man in the past

Leave Hannibal at the trembling feet of Rome.

Zhang Bing’s translation

Hope to adopt it~