Текст песни Анна Ахматова - Он весь сверкает и хрустит

He is all sparkles and crackles ,
Ice-covered garden.
Gone from me sad,
But there is no turning back.
 
 
And the sun , pale dull face ,
Only the round window ,
I secretly know whose counterpart
Clung to him for a long time .
 
 
Here is my rest for ever taken
Sense of foreboding ,
Through thin ice still shine through
Recent tracks.
 
 
Bent dull dead face
To mute sleep fields
And freezes sharp cry
Backward cranes.
 
       1911