My Ukraine! I weep for you many a tear…
Oh, star of ill fate! What can ease this grieving?
Can the deepest grief help my motherland dear?
Little help are my tears – self-deceiving!
Lesya Ukraїnka, 1891
Three years have passed since Maidan, the Heavenly Hundred (in fact, they were more than a hundred) didn’t leave us forever, they are looking on us from the heaven and pray God for us. We should be worthy of their sacrifice.
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Why not?
Zdravo Valentina, yak spravy? We hope God will look after us here and hereafter. I hope to be one of your friends, is that possible?