Alexander Rosenbaum. My Peter (№ 363151)

But, removing the coat,
The brainchild of Peter proud not to be thrown in the sea.
Day the hooter Kirov factory,
He palaces as its root.
I want to sing, I my own city laborer,
I want to make, as long as valid and alive
Want to watch with the broken Pulkovo heights,
How you live, how you live, the enemy is not broken people.