Kick Ukraine again In full view of everything. And we see the hustka and the thorns, I vow to kill my own. And let me give you what I didn’t take, I felt someone else’s world on myself, I would like to become an advocate It was noisy and loud. And there - cherry-nightingale - I am reluctant to stand in prayers... RICHLY SUFFERING Ukraine, God bless you to live! My land, you are the best, The way is torn down, the world is gone!.. You will not die, my land, for sure, Looks like strangers, trampled! Thank you, Father, Chudova, I love you, zakvitchana View of Donetsk all the way to Lviv, I pray to the Lord for you! And in the wonderful time of Svitankov, When the days are forgotten and vague, Putting Mother Koliskova to sleep About a happy fate for the blues! February 26, 2022
