Gloomy morning, little town...
Empty streets and smoking quarters,
Even birds are afraid to fly around here.
There's an ash still falling down,
It becomes hotter and hotter...
Worst of all when with blood we're building frontier!
Tell me just true
Almighty God:
What we can do
To stop this blood?
Ref.
Flag is torn... It's torn and smeared
But it still yellow and blue!
In the air there's fighting spirit,
I can feel it!
Ukraine, your main ally - is Truth.
Thousand sons of motherland
Give their lives for justice and freedom
But there's no any hope to stop this bloodshed.
Exploding shells but they still stand -
Each of them is truly freeborn...
Screams of souls will be never ever hushed!
In the image and likeness
You, God, made us.
So why are we so ruthless
In violent blind trust?!
Ref.
Flag is torn... It's torn and smeared
But it still yellow and blue!
In the air there's fighting spirit,
I can feel it!
Ukraine, your main ally - is Truth.
February, 4
2015