The soul ache for the share of Ukraine

Snowflakes are flying from the sky. The sun sighed with a warm warmth. The cold nights are filled with blackness. Evil has filled the earth with sorrow. I rested like a recotypole Day after day, approaching the current Dnieper. The moon sang, human pain: “Get up, really!” The time has come!” The color of the nation beyond the cities... These are the youth... We, elders, remember those fates... Repression, poverty, piece hunger, Siberian prisons, death near Vorkuta... That hour passed... And the will began... But it’s not for everyone... Just look with a saw eye - For him, the time has already come. Don’t be a fool, but stand up for the truth. And raise your face to the sky, Don't become a scammer and a salesman! God senses prayer and need - And Jericho fell, and the army became evil.