How hard, how painful it is
To be a kind warrior of good,
To face an enemy without fears,
To face an opposit of good.
They live their brutal lives,
They'll never be so kind,
They live in their muddy hives.
To let them live -- it is a crime.
They are around us, and they are strong
But we still have our might!
The war is war, the war is long
But we will fight for light!
With every breath, with every tear
With every drop of blood, of sweat
We will be losing our fear.
We fight for light! The victory is near!!!
Николай Николаевич Порада. 13.03.2009