Lanterns ... lanterns ... lanterns, lanterns,
Like pale faces, circling in the fog.
From dawn to dawn, I say goodbye to you
Petersburg, Petrograd, Leningrad.
Silence in Neve. In the black mirror of the waters
Over time, the city floats.
Sailing into the sunset, or maybe at sunrise,
Despite everything, he swims and swims.
This city is like an old, wrecked ship,
On the frames - rust, in the bottom - a hole.
And on the broken fingers of steel anchors
I read the story of your life.
There on the decks of your proud squares
I drank the air of intoxicating eternal white nights.
There I kissed the mast of the raster columns
So where did you spin the crazy helm.
And the free white butterfly night
A sharp spire of Petropalovskaya sewn to the sky,
And the ship of Peter was exhausted,
Swirl his whirlwind, swirl, swirl.
And I spun with him, and screamed, and flew,
And suddenly through the trembling in the middle of the night he began to see.
And to a salty pillow with an unshaven cheek,
Cuddling tiredly, I found peace.
Realized the luxury of facades, drank poverty
I realized the city that I chose the wrong way.
Fly away into the constellation of alien lanterns,
I leave the ship, now it’s nobody's.
To Petersburg, to Petrograd, to Leningrad, to nowhere
Before me Isaac the dome flies.
My ark is floating away, goodbye friends
I'm sorry, no matter how sorry I can’t stay.
Bridges are being built there, I'm afraid not to be in time,
A white butterfly fly away in a white night.
Doubts May Overcome Me Again
And do not let me dare fly away.
To Petersburg, to Petrograd, to Leningrad, to nowhere
My prophetic dreams suddenly pull back
Swirls of my restless days.
The nostalgia of nights is getting stronger and stronger.
And again, lights, lights, lights,
Like pale faces ... in the fog of dawn.
I say goodbye to you, Petersburg, Petrograd,
My handsome, wrecked ship-Leningrad.
