Текст песни Пушкин - Люблю тебя, Петра творенье

I love you, Peter's creation ,
Love your strict, slender look ,
Neva within the Sovereign ,
Its coastal granite,
Your iron fence pattern ,
Your thoughtful nights
Transparent twilight , glitter moonless ,
When I was in my room
Writing, reading without lamps,
And clear the sleeping masses of
Deserted streets , and bright
Admiralty Needle ,
And , not letting the darkness of night
On the golden sky,
One dawn to replace another
Hurry , giving a half-hour of the night .
I love your brutal winter
Motionless air and frost,
Running sled along the Neva broad,
Girlish face brighter roses
And shine, and noise , and talk of balls ,
And in the hour of idle revelry
Hissing foam glasses
And punch blue flame .