You’re the most famous of the known; Your name will always be on our lips. The war took you away from your sweet home, But you have not returned to the place you lived.

When he fell down, the sun prostrated And has been bleeding at the dawn. Young lambent eyes for the last time reflected The entire Universe to come to a dead stop.

Pray for your son, Ukraine, for the one who took up arms of his own will to protect you, and who fell down with no strength left!