Nikolay Yakovlevich Agnivtsev. (№ 361656)

When you will see, suddenly,
Suddenly beneath the trembling veil
The old lush Petersburg
Rises as a Ghost before me:
The December streets white,
Neva and Kamennoostrovskiy,
And the peace dialect Kuprin,
And trills Lydia Lipkovski;
And tube noisy "AI",
And Vilbushevich with De Lazari;
Pages permanent your
The piano and the guitar;
And all meets your house
Where not hear the words: "Hush!"
And inextricably with you
Alexandrinsky Billboard!..
You are the banner of my youth,
You are in the shower to this day!..
You're the reflection of the St. Petersburg days
On the fabric of our exile!