In this park, practically the age-mate of the well-known Summer garden, there is neither luxury, nor respectabilities. Even from a palace of Petrovsky times there was only a base. In Soviet period the park bore a name of Lenin Komsomol, in it there were children's attractions. On this roundabout my parents rolled me, I rolled the daughter... There is nothing doesn't work, but it is beautiful and fresh it is painted. And from loudspeakers Philippe Kirkorov sings. Very sadly, and very warmly. |
