Текст песни Анна Ахматова - Песня последней встречи

So helpless breast grew cold ,
But my steps were light .
I put on the right hand
Glove on her left hand .

It seemed that a lot of steps,
And I know - there are only three !
Between the maples an autumn whisper
Asked : & quot; Die with me !

I cheated my dull
Changeable , evil fate & quot ;.
I said : & quot; Dear, dear -
And I do too. Die with you ! & Quot;

This song is the last meeting .
I looked at the dark house .
Only bedroom candles burning
Indifferent yellow flame .