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The White Night In St. Petersburg

In June in the St.Petersburg the «White Night» is the all-night twilight because the sun is only 8 or 10 degrees below the horizon in the middle of the night. The sky doesn’t get at all dark. During of it all city is very beautiful and mysterious. Lilac, lilac, lilac! Shadows of forgotten days, Heroes of ancient legends And simple fairy tales are walking along the fine Nevsky Prospekt. Day celebrates a wedding He marries today! White Night will be his wife, Day is cheerful, generous and drunk. A narrow silhouette of the river Fontanka, And gentle embrace Of lacy gates above her. Do you see? Everywhere are flying The colour dreams, And Day has thrown his clothes To the feet of White Night. Wedding has ended. And White Night is already the wife. The memoirs about many famous people Are sitting on the benches Near sculptures in the Summer Garden. Fine music is playing, And Alexander Block Enters into the city.

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