The conversation with the city (For us doskazhet Leningrad)


Parapets along silently wander we
Dry leaves poking.
The further path, the more completed,
Especially hot shower singing.

How good that the heart is right
Does not require the awards,
And the rest too, probably,
For us doskazhet Leningrad.

Our city, the Baltic smelling,
It stands on the banks of the Neva;
How hospitable house unbuttoned
It should not give the enemy.

As we fought in the winter of blockade -
The whole city is like a soldier!
For all Russian grateful
About doskazhet Leningrad.

And our song ends
At the touch of silence,
Let the cute town not sad
And the age-old dreams.

Let the grass swaying in the gardens,
And over the graves of soldiers
Unique song heard
Your eternal voice Leningrad. 1972