PERENNIAL
HYMN
They fell
Your children, your brothers, your beloved ones, they fell
In the beautiful land where they were born
Giving old words a renewed meaning:
Nation, native land, motherland
Cradle of dreams and freedom
New matrix of the Free World.
None will be forgotten
None fell in vain
Vain and evil was the beast that torn your land.
Soon, the fog of dark times will be washed away by your tears
By your rebuilding arms and your faith in a greater destiny
Soon your ancestors will see the reward for their sacrifice
Soon, the sunflowers will shine as a perennial hymn
To all and each of you
Brave heroes of Ukraine!
All pain and suffering leaves a footprint in memory
A gap in the path of each lifetime
A broken bridge in the soul.
Don’t erase any footprint
They are monuments to the fallen and the living
Fill the gap with your strength
Rebuild the bridge with the endless love for your land.
Your unbeatable courage, soldiers of light, will be the crown of peace
Your wise determination, leaders of the just, will live beyond victory
Your arms, mother, will regain the will and the warmth
Your eyes, children, will see the new rising of Ukraine!
São Ludovino, 1/5/2022
Slava Ukraini! Heroyam slava!
(Moisey Bondarenko, violin)
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