Rastrelli’s pearl is shining in the night.
Borychiv descends from the hill.
And nightingales, the birdly minstrels,
are moving apple-trees to tears through the night.
The spring is blooming with young gardens,
The winds are loud like party guests.
When all is bloom, oh Prince Volodymyr,
isn’t it hard to remain still stone?(Lina Kostenko. Selected Poems. Kyiv: Dnipro, 1989, p. 103.)
The poem was published in Above the Banks of the Eternal River (1977).