Derzhavnyy grad, vozvyshaysya nad Nevoyu,
Kak divnyy khram, ty serdtsam otkryt!
Siyay v vekakh krasotoy zhivoyu,
Dykhan’ye tvoyё Mednyy vsadnik khranit.
Nesokrushim — ty smog v goda likhiye
Preodolet’ vse buri i vetra!
S morskoy dushoy,
Bessmerten, kak Rossiya,
Plyvi, fregat, pod parusom Petra!
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Gryadushchiy den’ ozarёn toboy.
Tak rastsvetay, nash prekrasnyy gorod!
Vysokaya chest’ — zhit’ yedinoy sud’boy!