Keep writing your song

 How can you fit the War in a song?

Could you measure the War in pain of our souls?

Or in death heat or cries

of lost daughters and sons?

Because War hits and strikes

right where we belonged

Now War lasts and noone

could say when it ends

I imagine the victory song when we land

But it's harder to put the War into words

Until we are refugees - all we are lost

I recall to the dream I had years ago

Four horsemen of hell were invading my home

I saw the great battle, that battle we won

I'm afraid I'd forseen on what cost it'd be done

And the servants of evil keep harvest the fear

But we still have the stories of kindness and love

Long life to the heroes , Slava Ukraini!

Oh, we will celebrate, just keep writing your Song!