Ukraine's glory has not yet perished, nor has her freedom. Upon us, young brothers, fate shall smile once more. Our enemies will vanish, like dew in the morning sun, and we too shall rule, brothers, in our own land...
[the song cuts short when she remembers she'd turned the communicator on for a reason.] Ah, today is...uhm, n-never mind. I-it's
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