Текст песни На стихи А. Ахматовой - На шее мелких чёток ряд

On the neck of small beads series,
In general coupling hands hide,
Eyes desperately look
And never cry.

A pale mouth slightly under tension,
Uneven difficult breathing,
And on my breast tremble
Flowers nebyvshego bye.

And unlike the flight
Gait this windy,
As if under the feet of the raft,
Instead of squares of the parquet.

And it seems a pale face
Liloveyuschego from silk,
Slightly comes to eyebrows
My nezavitaya fringe.

And unlike the flight,
And unlike the flight
Gait this windy,
This ...

And it seems a pale face
Liloveyuschego from silk,
Slightly comes to eyebrows
My nezavitaya fringe.