War in Ukraine - Война на Украине

Born To Be Burned (Julia Borodina) A flavor of blooming lilac filled my hometown Everywhere I hear starlings’ songs And the wind’s breath becomes warm Birches are dressed in lacy light-green gowns People waited for spring It has come but not alone Bringing a war on its /wings Eight-legged /monsters crawl on /fields of our clime /Huge dragonflies /buzz in the sky / Night sirens drown cicadas’ /trills I can’t believe it is real! /Tell me it’s a /bad dream