Текст песни Анна Ахматова - Приходи на меня посмотреть

In a poem
Anna Akhmatova
& quot; Come Look at Me & quot;

Come to see me .
Come on . I am alive. It hurts .
These hands nobody warm ,
Those lips said : & quot; Enough ! & Quot;

Every night brings to the window
My chair. I see the road.
Oh, you know, you reproach Mademoiselle
Over the last bitterness of anxiety !

Not afraid of anything on the ground ,
The gasping heavy pale .
Just terrible night because
What's your eyes I dream I am.