a Ukranian spectator: exhausted they gave up the fight. no fuel, no ammo, no food, no fright. it's Russia that’s taking them away. can we trust their lives are saved? we watched from afar, helpless and still. the factory echoes, the air turns chill. their voices called a haunting refrain. bound by love they endured the pain. we were once brothers, so we’ve been taught. now lives of others, for Russians means naught. we were once brothers, so we’ve been taught. now lives of others, for Russians means naught.
