In the town of Leningrad At Five Corners Place Sanya Sokolov had Bruises on his face. He sang drunken songs and made Their ears sore, So it wasn’t wrong they gave Him what for. In the town of Leningrad All is calm and bright. Where are thieves and boys gone bad? Simply out of sight! It’s too cold to be akin To Athens; So it’s full of Swedes and Finns - It happens! In the town of Leningrad They’ve got taxis too, But don’t try to hail a cab - It won’t stop for you. If you knock back vodka on A bender You’ll be coming to a stop, Remember!
© Margaret & Stas Porokhnya. Translation, 2008