Blood - Drudkh

Ukraine grumbled\nIt grumbled for a long time\nIt bleeded and got redder along the steppes for a long while\nIt bleeded, bleeded and dried.\nThe steppes are turning green.\nGrandfathers lye, and tombs above them are showing blue\nAnd what about them being so high?\nNobody knows them,\nNobody will cry sincerely,\nNobody will remember.\nJust wind will blow above them quietly\nAnd the dew drops will wash them in the early morning.\nThe sun will rise, dry and cherish\nAnd grandsons? they don’t care\nThey sow the grain for the barins.\nThere is a lot of them, but who will say\nWhere the gonti’s tomb is\nWhere is the saint martyr buried?\nWhere did zaliznyak, the generous soul, find his peace?\nIt’s hard! it’s difficult! kat reigns, and they will not be remembered.\nUkraine grumbled\nIt grumbled for a long time\nIt bleeded and got redder along the steppes for a long while\nIt bleeded, bleeded and dried.\nCannons fired day and night\nThe earth cries and sags\nIt’s sad, it’s frightening but when you recall this your heart smiles.