The Great War is underway

Based  on the poem
«Идёт Великая война»
I have made a translation.

The Great War is on — a mighty wave is rolling,
It sweeps away all things, destroying every trace.
It’ll engulf the shores, erase the paths we’ve known,
But I believe there’s one who’ll face the storm’s embrace.

The road ahead is hard, no easy way in sight,
A time has come to weigh the deeds we’ve left behind.
A bitter lesson for the young to understand and hold tight,
So that the fatal, blind deceit won’t bind mankind.

The clock ticks on, each beat a warning clear and cold,
The dread breaks through the chest, tearing the quiet apart.
Life isn’t sweet — it’s just a fleeting moment, brief and bold,
But faith in God, in self, in people, calms the aching heart.

Our fate is written, and the choice was made above,
We’re meant to march ahead, unshaken, free of fear.
We’ll win the fight, but never crush another’s life or love,
Nor force the fiercest foe to kneel, however dark the year.

Let those who dared to strike at honour, land, and name
See that true strength lies not in violence or in war.
May they become not enemies, but allies just the same,
Serving the good, not blind and cruel causes anymore.

War brings with it loss and pain, a heavy, endless toll,
The mothers’ tears, the broken lives etched deep in time.
And may the fates protect the ones who’ve faced the battle’s soul,
Their names will surely be inscribed in history’s sublime.

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