Текст песни Настя Абрамова - Сероглазый король

Gray-eyed king

Glory to you, hopeless pain!
The gray-eyed king died yesterday.

The autumn evening was stuffy and al
My husband, returning, calmly said:

“You know, they brought him from hunting,
The body of an old oak tree was found.

Sorry for the queen. So young!..
During the night alone, she became gray-haired. "

Found his pipe on the fireplace
And he left for night work.

I’ll wake my daughter now,
I’ll look into her gray eyes.

And poplars rustle outside the window:
"Your king is not on the earth ..."

December 11, 1910
Tsarskoye Selo
Anna Akhmatova