Текст песни Придуманый Адрес - Ахматовой

Page and fire , grain and millstones ,
ax cutting edge and truncated hair -
God saves all ; especially - the word
forgiveness and love as their own vote.

They beat ragged pulse, they heard the crunch of bone ,
and spade in their taps ; smooth and hard of hearing ,
then that life - alone, they are mortal lips
sound clearer than from supramundane wool .

The great soul , bow through the seas
for what they found - and part of you that perishes ,
that sleeps in his native land , thanks to you
which gained the gift of speech to the deaf and dumb universe.

& Lt; July 1989 & gt;