Текст песни Анна Ахматова - Сжала руки под тёмной вуалью..

Clasped her hands under the dark veil ...
& quot; Why are you today pale ? & quot;
- Because I tart sadness
Fed him drunk .

How to forget ? He came out , staggering ,
Painfully twisted mouth ...
I ran away , without touching the railing ,
I ran after him to the gate.

Panting , I shouted : & quot; Joke
All that was . Go, I will die . & Quot;
Smiled calmly and creepy
And he said to me : & quot; Do not stand in the wind & quot;

1911