Five nights of terror Rockets and bombs Five nights in a bunker Stillness and calm. A mother holds a child, hope in her eyes Hides away her fear behind a smile Rock-a-bye baby, sleep through the night Hush, oh sweet baby, light comes after dark Five days of gun shelling Shattered lives like a glass The world witnesses a foretelling Look at the new holocaust! A mother holds a child as he sweetly sleeps No one hears that her soul screams Rock-a-bye baby, sleep through the night Hush, oh sweet baby, light comes after dark.
Image from: https://www.theguardian.com/world/2022/feb/26/fear-darkness-and-newborn-babies-inside-ukraine-underground-shelters
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