"We shall meet again in Petersburg, as though there we had buried the sun."  Mandelstam said that.  No idea what he was talking about.  Personally if I was going to bury the sun, I can think of a dozen better places to do it than in Petersburg.  Maybe Las Vegas.  Or you could chop it into pieces and bury each bit of the sun in a different city.  That'd be wild.
Of course, I totally realize that you can't bury the sun on Earth, which is why when I finish my plan to get rid of the sun(didn't say if) I've come up with a much better idea than burying it.  Huck it into a black hole, that'll learn it to give me a sunburn and make my eyes hurt with glare from the snow.  Stupid ball of burning nuclear fire thinks it can push me around; I'll show it.