Night after night, the light through the forest marks out the trains on the track
Bringing the soldiers off to the war, bringing the bodies back
And the smoke rises up from the border, like the engine blows out its steam
And the whistle that blows through the forest, the whistle that blows through the forest
The whistle that blows through the forest, cuts through the night like a scream
Out past the forest, out on the steppe, out where the Dnieper rolls on
Families, lovers, comrades, and friends caught in the rain of the bombs
And the stars fall like clusters of thunder, and the ash turns to mud in the rain
And the trains roll on to the border, the trains roll on to the border
The trains roll on to the border, with missiles to drop in Ukraine
Deep in the forest, grandfather fought when the fascists burned through the land
And choked off the rails where the murderers moved- he and the partisan band
So light up the signaling cabinets, let the stock roll through no more
There’s many bombs made for killing, there’s many bombs made for killing,
There’s many bombs made for killing, but this one’s for stopping the war
And when they find you, when they arrest you, if they should take you alive
Go to the jail with a stride in your step, go with your head held up high
There’s many who live as a coward, and many who die still in chains
But you face your fate as a hero, you face your fate as a hero
You face your fate as a hero, Belarusian who struck for Ukraine!
deucedwayne
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Dim, 03/12/2023 - 19:35
random thing I found on the internet lmao