To St. Petersburg

I do not know you, St. Petersburg.
I forgive your disregard and pain.
I forgive you but I promise you
that one day I will return in my home.

I will not return to your cold walls.
I will not return to your squares
or long prospects or grey bridges.
I will return from your emptiness
and your proud lie.

I will not need coolness of your rains.
I will not be able to touch the buildings.
I will say farewell to you forever
because
I will become the city by myself.
I know how important it will be.
It will be the city of death…

The wave will come to your beach,
St. Petersburg.

I will never forget your constant treacheries.
As I do not know the changes in myself
so I will go inside the light city of my soul.

It is more than a city of dream.
It is more important than a city of hope.
I will become the home for myself.