To St. Petersburg Вольный перевод стихотворения А

Ирина Борунова-Кукушкина
‘I love you, Peter’s masterpiece!’
Your strict appearance and streets,
Your monuments, your rivers, canals,
Cathedrals, churches, old squares,
The golden angel and the sphinxes,
The Summer Gardens, lovely bridges,
Your granite banks and bronze lions,
Exciting crosses on the spires.
I love your spirit and white nights,
Straight marble columns, and your lights.   
2010