Not on Russia now, and her younger sister about ,
In Ukraine, the children get older sharply
Instead of smiles and laughter instead of childhood,
The fate of the witnesses in the midst of disaster .
Empty train stations , cities and their eyes are empty,
Instead of collecting , they put flowers
On the black earth , which took away the young
Daisies even - so remembered all his .
Distinctly remember all of these flour :
Barracks instead of houses that we tell our grandchildren ?
What we show ? Only the soot of burnt cities?
The country is covered with thousands of eternal dreams ...
Empty train stations , cities , and all eyes are empty,
Instead of collecting , we put flowers
On the black earth , which took away our native
Daisies even - we will not forget all my ...
How so ? - In the East, the sun rises,
But duzhe scary in the morning to look in the window .
Artabstrel and baby crying - a & quot; hello & quot; war
And this is just a step to eternal emptiness ..
Liter of blood has my drafts,
Instead of flower beds throughout the very wreaths -
These fresh flowers for inanimate , but not dead
We will not forget the souls of all employees for Ukraine .
Do we need to survive with dignity all
Forget how to dream a simple chase and bolted doors ...
But still , when the terrible bloodshed end ?
And stop commemorated brothers Senior Junior ...
Empty train stations , cities , and all eyes are empty,
Do not we have saved the Ukraine, are you ever forgive me,
A black land , take all the young,
Daisies even - so commemorate all of its own.
