I can't get enough of Kiev!
My city, very strange, marvelous!
I wasn't born into it, but I love it,
It's like I grew up here in my past life!
Pechersky pagorby and Lavra is calling me!
And Besarabka welcomes joyfully!
Khreshchatyk is like a brook making noise,
Trukhanov Island is waving green!
There's the train station, and the circus,
The bustle of the avenue, the frenzy of traffic!
And I'm drawn to Shulyavka,
There was my soul's beautiful attraction!
Let's live life and make the same mistakes!
Walk, mope, booze, love unbridled!
Let's just live and hear the sighs -
I can't get enough of Kiev!
Pavlo Borovik.