Each building is a text,
Each moment is precious when you see them. 
A long procession of coming of age
Among those buildings
Which seem to remember everything. 

Each musical instrument is a prayer
And each story has its reflection,

Roughly

Through a Hindu 'optics'
Odesa would seem devoted to Ganesha, 
Kyiv - to Shiva and Narasimha, 
Kharkiv - to Sarasvati,
Lviv - to Surya, 
Crimea - to the Apsaras and Rishi

Vinnytsia - to Garuda.

And each small town is equally sacred

From the point of view of creativity.